Friday, April 20, 2007

Quick Update

First of all on the medical front with me.....I am feeling much better. Actually today I am tempted to say "great" but for fear that the mono gods will hear me I will not say it out loud. I worked 4 hours Mon, Tues and Wed then was off yesterday and today. Steven and I are going on a marriage retreat and my boss felt it was more important for me to rest and be able to go to that than to work (also because we are going on this trip with my boss and his wife and he really didn't want us to have to skip it). So-the doctor says to limit work for the next 6 weeks and to just take it easy. I have ZERO appetite and am quickly wasting away (proof is the fact I am able to wear some size 4's and I own the exact same items in a size 8) but I am working hard to eat. I don't think to eat when I am not hungry and therefore lies the problem.

Arissa turned 8 on Wednesday....Seems like just yesterday that I was laying in the bathroom floor being talked through delivery by a very kind 911 operator. We took her to Applebee's for dinner and they embarrassed her just like we asked. Mom and Daddy joined us and we had a good time. I have pics but no time to upload so I'll add them later.

Isaiah is, well, Isaiah. Let's just say we are having some typical 11 year old boy that knows everything issues. Steven has taken him to task and we are starting to see some improvements. I relate all issues to MIDDLE SCHOOL. I HATE MIDDLE SCHOOL. It would suit me just fine if the kid had never left the 4th grade. Since he started middle school there has been a total change. Of course, none of this is Isaiah's fault....middle school carries 100% of the blame (sarcasm).

Steven is still a rock for our family. The kids have been fed and clothed everyday and so far haven't taken a sandwich to school with "blue stuff" on it. (Yes, last year he actually packed lunches using moldy bread....thankfully the school knew I was recovering from surgery and therefore calls to DHS were avoided). The only thing he isn't able to handle is Arissa's hair. I knew it was time to take action when I received a email from her teacher offering to do Arissa's hair. First of all, this teacher rocks BUT she wouldn't know where to begin with Arissa's corkscrew ringlets of "ethnic" hair. Instead, I called Aunt Kathy and she whipped the do for me. Thank God for sisters!

Speaking of sisters, please pray for Carol. She is leaving early Sunday morning to take 100 8th graders on the annual DC trip. Personally, I would rather poke my eyes out and eat dirt than go ANYWHERE with 8th graders but this is Carol who is totally gifted with kids. Pray for their safety and sanity.

Praises this week to Blue Cross/Blue Shield. Anyone who has spent any time around me knows of my fear of co-pays. I am the mother yelling at her kids at the playground to "BE CAREFUL ...A CO-PAY ISN'T IN THE BUDGET THIS WEEK!!" Or "If you get hurt doing what I have told you NOT to do then I am taking the co-pay out of your account". Steven also has these concerns...I heard him tell Arissa (in one of my morphine altered states) after she dropped ketchup on the extra bed in my room..."Great Arissa, now they are going to charge us for 2 beds". Of course, one can't help but wonder as their kid and then themselves are be admitted to the hospital about how much is this going to cost...I found out today that Arissa's stay was covered 100%. I am optimistic that the same will happen for my hospital charges. If not, then that is what payment plans are for. Side note: we really aren't as anal as it sounds about health care costs. It's more of a running joke....trust me, my idle threats in no way alters the way the kids behave.

So, my "quick update" has turned into a lengthy novel. I am headed off to start to get ready. I have to leave in 2 hours and I've not even been in the shower.
Be sure to check in next week...Arissa makes her First Holy Communion. I am sure to have some tales to tell (not to mention tons of pics).

Anna Banana

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Easter and Hospitals......



Well I finally found the Easter dress. Not that it really mattered in the long run because I ended up in the hospital. Yep, you read right, yours truely spent 2 glorious nights and 3 fun filled days at Methodist. It really started Saturday. My throat was killing me but I tried to ignore it. Sunday and Monday were the same. I woke up Tuesday practically in tears b/c my throat and neck hurt so bad. I went in to work and waited for the other girl to get there then left to go to the walk-in clinic. Steven met me there. The doc suspected strep but the test came back negative. She thought I did have strep though so she gave me a script for an antibiotic. I went back to work to close up my office and picked up Arissa who was at her Granny's not feeling well. I made her an appointment and took her to her doc and found out it was nothing major, just a serious case of allergies. Her nose was swollen shut and she had cobblestoning in her eyes which feels like sand. He changed her nose spray and gave us a script for Clarinex. We dropped off our scripts, picked up some 'sick' foods and headed home. We layed in the bed and watched TV with both of us dosing in and out. Everything feel apart about 7:15....I started vomiting. Steven came home and found me laying in the bathroom floor. I thought that would be it but about 10 I vomited again. I slept through the night and when the alarm went off at 6 for Isaiah, my first visit was to the bathroom to vomit yet again. This went on all morning. I took some Phenegran I had but after 2 hours I was still vomiting. I called my mom who came to my rescue once again and took me to the ER where I proceeded to vomit 2 more times. They put in an IV and gave me fluids and Zofran. They ran some blood work and came back and said that I don't have strep, that I have mono and b/c of the vomiting and 9 out of 10 headache I had that I needed to be admitted. I was NOT happy but was so sick that I really didn't care. They got me in a room and tried to get the headache to go away. I had 2 injections of Imitrex, 2 injections of Benedryl and Reglan and 4 injections of Morphine. The fourth Morphine infusion finally got the headache to go away and stay away but by this point it was Thursday evening and they didn't want to send me home. So I stayed another night and go to come home Friday about noon. Friday and Saturday I stayed in the bed and Sunday I managed to go to church and to my parents for Easter. Monday I decided I was going back to work...BIG MISTAKE. By the time I got there I was beat. I stayed about 2 hours then came home until my doc appt at 2:20. The doc wasn't happy that I went to work and ordered me to bed until Monday. He said I could go back Monday part-time and to just take it day by day and to listen to my body. I have watched more stupid TV and colored like a 6 year old. I LOVE color wonder by Crayola. I treated my self to 2 new coloring books yesterday. I am just hanging out at the house, doing what I feel like doing, and nothing more. Steven is my rock and has picked up the slack like a pro.




Here are some Easter pics....notice the puffy, out of it eyes on my face...A picture of beauty I must admit!




The Entire Pod: Anne, Steven, Zaakirah, Yndaisha,

Arissa, Isaiah and Demetrius
Real Men Wear PINK

Sunday, April 1, 2007

Desperately Seeking.....

A dress appropriate for Easter and Arissa's First Communion. Why oh why must everything be strapless and thigh high? I mean really, is it too much to ask for a hip, modest dress that doesn't resemble a tent? I have been to the mall, to the shops at Turkey Creek, and while at K-Mart found myself scanning their selection. You KNOW I am desperate when I even look at K-Mart clothes. The only thing I have found that was even close was a size 12 (too big) and a mere $268 (too expensive). Let's just say it is still hanging at the store. I am not very open minded when it comes to my clothes...I know what I want and will not settle. I think that could be my downfall on this endeavor.

This week was way calmer than previous weeks. Monday was spent at the salon getting the first pedi of the season. Tuesday found me cleaning house. I know, I know...utter shock from you guys. I cleaned for 4 whole hours. I replaced shower liners, washed shower curtains, vacuumed under beds and dressers, cleaned every inch of hardwood, scrubbed 3 toilets, 3 sinks and 3 tubs. Wednesday I could totally feel the burn from the previous night. I was so sore I could hardly walk. Folks at work got plenty of laughs from my pain. Wednesday evening the kids had church so I dumped them at the door and went to the mall. After I returned a pair of pants, I killed the rest of the hour just window shopping. Then I saw her.....Candice Parker....DUDE, she is one super duper tall chick. My head only came to her shoulders and she is stick skinny. I must admit, she is prettier in person than on TV. It says a lot about a woman who is gorgeous WITHOUT makeup.

Thursday and Friday were nothing to speak of and Saturday was exhausting. Carol and I took Arissa to finalize her communion dress choice, find a veil and shoes. We also picked out her invites for her party and went to Party City for supplies. I had to overrule her choice of decor for her special party. I was NOT having a tiki-torch themed communion party. It's bad enough that the child ends most prayers with a resounding "Everybody Dance Now" and I felt the need to curb her irreverence. She tried to compromise with a Bratz pinata...I squashed that one too. My money, my choice! Of course, we managed to make an entire day of these errands. Hey, its not OUR fault we got sidetracked....testing out Sleep Number beds, an emergency shoe purchase b/c Arissa and I were very uncomfortable, lunch, make-overs at Belk, running into an old friend...you get the idea.

This morning Steven and I got the shock of our lives. We heard a knock on the door at 9am and I hollered WHAT?! In came Isaiah and Arissa each carrying a plate of waffles. Isaiah said "Mommy waffles" and Arissa handed Steven his and said "Daddy waffles". Not wanting to destroy such a touching moment but both of us thinking the same thing, Steven spoke first. "What have you all done wrong??" They replied nothing, that they were just being nice. They came back with milk for me and OJ for Steven. Then brought Steven a cup of fruit and also the paper. I managed to choke down my waffles (not that they were bad, I mean they were EGGO and they were hot and they had butter and syrup but I am very picky about the amount of syrup and my waffles were all but paddling through the river of syrup). The kids even cleaned up the mess they made in the kitchen and came back to get our dirty dishes. What great kids we have! Bonus for me: Steven brought me breakfast in bed yesterday, too!

After a wonderful breakfast and with the rain pouring I was really struggling to get out of bed and go to church. I decided that rain wasn't a very good reason to skip church...It is Palm Sunday and rain seemed like a pretty lame reason to skip considering the sacrifices that Jesus made. I am glad we went, too. One, I always feel better after I go to church. Although we did have the priest from Uganda that I can't understand but if we had skipped then my mother may have very well ended up a fashion fiasco come Easter morning. Breath easy, the dress has been returned and a WAY better choice was made. Mom, Carol, Kathy, Arissa and I had some girl time. Basically it consisted of us acting like we had no home-training, Arissa limping through stores b/c her feet hurt and hiding in clothes racks like she was 2. We got Mom appropriate shoes and Carol scored a cute pair of flip flops. The day culminated with me sulking back to the car, empty handed, and going to Starbucks.

Praying for the dress to appear in my closet,

Anne