Saturday, March 29, 2008

Reality Bites

I feel like I've been ran over my a truck and it is a real eye-opener just how weak I am.

Todd called Thursday night..their oldest, Maxx, is in Chicago with the choir and was having anxiety issues. Naturally, Todd & Sara needed to be with him. SO, I was asked to fill in for him at Career Day (on my feet, in heals, for 3 hours) then when I finished that I manned the store for 3 hours. I am running the store today from 10-7.

I walked for an hour both Wednesday and Thursday and had to cancel with my trainer last night cause of working at the store.

There isn't a part of my body that doesn't ache. I used to be able to work 40 hours, cook dinner, clean house, do laundry, and still go go go. Not anymore. I had hoped this wasn't my new normal...with every month that passes with no improvement I fear this is the way I will live the rest of my life...worn out and unable to function adequately in all aspects of my life.

I have a daily choice to make...which person/function/group needs me the most and the other activities get my leftover energy. These are decisions that 'old' people make..not a 32 year old.

These days, my reality bites.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Mo' Pictures

The other night a tree fell in our neighborhood and knocked out our power for over 3 hours. We passed the time playing Uno. In the dark. By flashlight.
I took some pics. It is really pitch black but the flash on my camera lit everything up:
Here are the morning pictures when the kids were getting their baskets:




We had a good Easter. After we left my parents we went out to Steven's aunt's house to see his family. As usual, it was a packed house with kids running in every direction. Arissa came home with a belly ache and Isaiah is sick with a migraine. See previous post about me. Steven is, as usual, just fine.

IV's, Surgery & Easter Eggs


This is what Arissa and Kamry were enjoying yesterday while I was at the hospital hooked up to an IV. My toes and nails never did get done this week in preparation for Easter. I was going to go Wednesday but that didn't happen. I was going to go Thursday but instead spent my day St. Mary's with Carol. She is with child and was with a stomach bug that had her green and very sick. So, I took her in for fluids and medicine. I was glad to be in the chair instead of the bed for a change. Unfortunately, it was short lived. See, I have a crappy immune system. I was reminded of such about noon on Friday when the illness reared its ugly head. I was sick as a dog all day Friday, through the night and into the morning. Mom came to get me and off we went for fluids, Zofran, Morphine and Phenegran. Please recall it was LAST Easter that the wheels fell off for me, medically speaking. I suppose it was fitting that we marked the occasion with illness. Like last year, the Easter pictures of me look like crap......




Maybe next year will be better.

Surgery you ask? Another surgery? Surely not! Well let me be the first to tell you that YES, I am in fact having another surgery. April 17th I will be having TMJ surgery. I couldn't make this crap up if I tried.
Here are some pictures of the kids looking for eggs..






Thursday, March 6, 2008

Making Progress...

I finally made it to PT yesterday. I was supposed to start 2 weeks ago but my little surgery detoured those plans. I was surprised with a phone call from my mom that said her boss, the owner of the clinic, would like to treat my jaw. She has been a PT longer than I've been alive and has tons of expertise in the jaw department. She met me at the clinic yesterday morning and spent over an hour evaluating me and giving me tips. Our goal is to correct what I am doing wrong so that I will have the best outcome from my surgery. Our ultimate goal is to avoid surgery all together but if it goes ahead the changes I make between now and then should benefit me nicely.

After that appointment I had to wheel off to see our favorite physician, Dr. Vick. As soon as he came in I gave him a very important message from my Daddy then moved on to the whole hormone issue. Things have actually calmed down with me since my last post so the discomfort had decreased but I still wanted to make sure we were making the right decisions. I was very concerned that estrogen feeds endometriosis (sp?) and taking estrogen was going to make it grow back faster. I learned it is the levels being inconsistent that flames the growth more than a constant level. Being that I am only 32 and nowhere near ready for menopause it was decided that the risk was worth the benefits. My incisions are healing nicely but are a bit puffy. The puffiness is due to overdoing it. I learned yesterday that this surgery wasn't nearly as simple as we had thought. He did a lot of internal work. The fact that he not only removed parts but that these parts had stuck and wrapped themselves around my bladder and bowels explains why I am still sore. He said it would be another 4-6 weeks before everything is healed and to take it easy for awhile longer.

After that appointment it was off to get the nails done, stop by the office and then home. Kathy had a schedule change so she did the church runs last night and I hung out here and rested. I didn't wake up today until after 11 so I am going to hang out here.

Take Care!

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Hormone Hell

Holy shit this sucks. I have self-diagnosed via the Internet with too much estrogen and too little progesterone. I cry. I eat. I bake brownies at 3am. I cry. I eat. My boobs, they are killing me. They feel like they weigh 10 pounds each. It's like being pregnant....without a baby making it all worth it. Good news (if there is any) is that at least I'm not having hot flashes (knock on wood). I see Dr Vick Wednesday and believe you me...this issue will be the FIRST line of business.

I am still sore and swollen. My lower incisions 'came to life' about Tuesday and have caused me quite a bit of pain. My left side is way worse than my right which keeps with the discovery of the ultrasound tech that might right ovary had floated over to the left for a change of scenery. I am getting better every day so there IS progress. I worked from home this week.

Isaiah and I ventured out to the grocery store yesterday. Steven had been going for me but frankly, he just doesn't do it 'right'. Isaiah was, as usual, an awesome help. We are nicely stocked back up. I even cooked last night! And I mean real food...turkey burgers! I have steaks marinating now and the potatoes have began their slow road to yumminess.

Isaiah has recently became very interested in cooking. He can be found in my armpit anytime I'm in the kitchen. He helped with the turkey burgers. He chopped the green onions and formed a few of the burgers (this is saying alot given the smooshy-ness of the mixture). He just learned how to prep 'taters for baking, mark which steak is Daddy's, and how to season/marinate the meat. He's told me for years he wants to be a chef when he gets older. Actually, he used to say he wanted to make wedding cakes. I am glad it has changed to regular food 'cause for him to make the 'good' money as a baker he'd have to move to a bigger city where the market pays him for his talent.

Arissa finally went back to school Friday. She is still a little worn down and sleeping alot but she is certainly on the road to recovery.

Well, I need a brownie...

Anne