I confess I am in awe of all the different celebrities in this video (and its a good song too)
I'm here. Last night was... interesting. I had a bad reaction to the percocet and thought I was dying. My back is still the same today. It got worse last night, the spasms started radiating around to the front, it was what I imagine back labor to feel like. Now they're still sort of radiating around the sides of my body towards my stomach but I'm used to it now so I've sort of numbed myself to that pain. We'll see how today goes.
I confess I am worried about my BFF, and really wish I was in AK to help her right now...
She just went through ANOTHER surgery for her kidney stones, and was feeling a little better. Then a few days ago she started getting a fever, and her kidneys were hurting. She went into the ER, worried that she had another infection. They said its not infected but did give her an MRI or something to check the placement of the Stent they put in.
She has to have another surgery next month, all the while working, and raising her son (16 months old) on her own.
I confess DH has an interview on thursday!!! Keep your fingers crossed ladies! He'd be driving a party bus for $12/hour! That's not GREAT money for around here, but it's not bad from what I have been told!
I confess that I have weight watchers this morning, but last night I had ice cream. The first time in a long time. Why or why did I do it on the night before a weigh-in?
I confess I haven't really put my personal/marriage life online for a while now, but I told DH if he got a screaming Lorelai out of her crib again (at 2 am) and let her watch The Jungle Book while he slept, I was going to divorce him. Just thinking of all the things she could have swallowed/choked on, got into and made a mess, got hurt on... I hate when he doesn't use his head.
How do they tell the heat index? I really hope its short and sweet for you guys!
I confess I woke up to a text from my BFF, and it made me even more upset for her. I shared about how she's having kidney problems... Well she was talking to her grandmother about everything thats going on, and this is what her grandmother told her..
"Well if you hadn't decided to be a punk kid and actually do something with your life, you would have a great job with great insurance,and wouldn't find yourself single with a baby and health issues. I know you don't want to hear it but sometimes the truth hurts"
I confess I am ready to pull my hair out All I want to do is book a flight and go home. But I have to make sure its ok to travel at 28-29 weeks pregnant and I can't get a straight answer. I know, ask your Dr but its hard to just call her up since we are military there is this weird process... I just wanna go home!!!
I think the limit is later than that. I traveled around 30 weeks - just do a lot of those leg exercises when you are flying.
"Any idiot can face a crisis; it is this day-to-day living that wears you out." -Anton Chekhov
Oh, and our regulations with I worked for travel with the military was a doctor's note was needed from 34 weeks until 6 weeks postpartum.
I confess I'm really annoyed because my specialist went out of town for two weeks and said that my primary care doctor would be able to take care of the disability paperwork for me, and I spent two hours trying to get it taken care of on Friday, running from one office to another, only to find out eventually that she refused to take care of it and said my specialist would have to do it and she ignored my med refill request as well. I was already unhappy with her because she was the one who told me to stay on clear liquids until my symptoms improved (which of course, after five weeks, they still haven't--luckily I gave up and contacted another doctor after five days). After not getting paid last week, and not being able to submit this paperwork for the next two weeks, and the weeks it will take to process the claim, I fear it will be months that we're living on one paycheck.
The office manager spoke to me and said that someone would call me on Monday, and I asked her for a primary care doctor that she would recommend. I have loved every single specialist I have gotten through Kaiser, but I just picked a primary at random, and wound up with someone who is stubborn and unhelpful.
Things that were just annoying pre-babies have turned into monumental inconveniences post-babies. Just the thought of having to go back there, through multiple offices, multiple doorways, cordoned-off lines that are too narrow for a double stroller, parking garages, elevators, ramps, different buildings, back and forth, with my double stroller and babies who don't like to sit still, seems like something out of a nightmare.
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Oh, but on the bright side I confess that dh and I had only our fifth time out sans babies since they were born. We rushed out to lunch and to a movie yesterday afternoon. It was heavenly! It was a belated Father's Day present from my mom, a few hours of babysitting.
We saw Star Trek, and loved it.
After eating with the babies for so long, we cannot stop ourselves from asking for the check while we're still eating, and we ate really fast. But that gave us time to browse at the bookstore before the movie started. What did I buy? Books for the babies, of course.
I confess that we got some bad news last night. Our next door neighbor is dying of bone cancer. He had liver cancer a few years ago, actually recieved a liver transplant, did chemo, radiation, the whole 9 yards, and 2 weeks ago had to have a PET scan which is typical for cancer patients. Well he just got the news that it has metastasized in his bones. He is in a lot of pain. He is such a nice guy. The same age as my parents (57) and is my dh's best friend. He is deeply religious and came over last night and I was cleaning up the kitchen and the trio were doing an art project at the counter, so I couldn't really get into the conversation, but I could hear him and dh talking about religion and our neighbor is deeply religious and he kept going on about Jesus and God and this morning my dh told me he's very uncomfortable with Steve now b/c we do not believe in Jesus/God and dh doesn't know what to tell Steve. I told him to tell Steve that he's glad he can find comfort in his god, and then just offer to be supportive. Offer to mow his lawn, walk his dogs, whatever. I don't think you need to share religious beliefs in order to be a good friend. Sigh.