Monday, March 30, 2009

Here I Am!

We are alive and well...just busy.

Ms. Arissa is on her last week of her 3 week Spring Break. Poor child has been bored to death since the second week. Isaiah and Steven were off with her the first week but last week and this week she is on her own. She has tried to get together with some of her school friends but nothing has worked out yet. Maybe this week something will come together. She got her report card right before Spring Break started and had all A's and B's. Last week was a visit to the orthodontist. She chose yellow. A yellow that is apparently much brighter in real life than it showed on the sample palate. She looks like she ate a highlighter pen. Oh well, it only lasts a month and I think she knows now not to choose yellow. Her teeth have made tremendous progress. It's pretty amazing. She has only complained one time about her teeth hurting and that was right after they put the chain on her two front teeth. Isaiah finds it rather unfair that her teeth don't hurt her.

Mr. Isaiah is plugging along into the treacherous waters of teenager-hood. He brought home his report card right before Spring Break and outside of the F he got in his elective virtual business class, he had all A's, B's and C's. In his virtual world he got married to a teacher, graduated college and has applied for a job as a police officer. We are waiting to hear if he lands the job. He got spacers last week in preparation to get his bottom braces this Wednesday. Of course, he was miserable and had to take Advil around the clock. He also promptly lost a spacer and had to be taken back the next day to have it put back in. He is growing his hair out and it is driving me crazy. I am trying really hard to let him do things the way he wants to do them but it is a struggle. He knows that if it gets to the point that I just can't stand it he'll be at Fade to Black getting it shaved off. He told us this week that a classmate of his is pregnant. Yes, a 13 year old little girl is having a baby. I can't even fathom. The good news? It opened a door for us to have very candid, honest discussions with both the kids about right and wrong, morals, God's view on such behavior, etc. Please keep Isaiah in your prayers. His little heart is breaking for his best friend and her situation (to clarify, not the pregnant girl. A completely different person. Pregnant girl is a classmate, someone he hardly knows). Isaiah is learning early that there is only so much you can do. That at the end of the day, it's up to the person to make changes. I will say I am very proud of the way he has handled everything. And the fact that he still comes to me when he needs to talk.

Steven is stuck in the hell that is midnights. We are praying for a way to get him back to days.

Me? Pretty much, second verse-same as the first. Still going to the gym to train twice a week; yoga on Mondays, train on Tuesdays, Pilate's on Wednesday (okay..so I haven't MADE it to Pilate's..it's on my calender though), train on Thursday. I am still trying really really hard to cook most nights and we have enjoyed having our family dinner time back. We have started a Bible study that we do after dinner as a family. So far, so good. The kids love it and ask every night if we're going to do it. We still love our new church and are looking forward to the upcoming Sacred Storm production and then Easter Sunday.

Which reminds me...I need an Easter dress.

Until next time...Hopefully it won't be too long!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Super Hoops

Arissa's school has an annual fundraiser Staff vs. Parents basketball game. Arissa signed up to be a cheerleader. Her and about 50 other little girls ages 5-9 stayed after school every Tuesday for a month to learn cheers and a halftime routine. Our very own Melissa was the faculty coach of the cheerleaders and she did an awesome job. I can't imagine having that many little girls of varying ages to coach. Arissa and her friends had a blast and two days later, Arissa still has on her face tattoo and is wearing her ring (they danced to "Single Ladies"). Here are some pics. Isaiah took most of them. He has better luck with my camera than I do. It likes him. I refuse to believe I have anything to do with the way the pictures come out.



Getting ready to dance


If all goes according to her plan; in a few years she will be cheering on the 'OR' as an ORHS cheerleader












Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The Ugly Post

I debated what to post, what not to post, decided not to post at all then decided that y'all have stuck around this long with me and these guts of mine; listened to me whine and complain; worried with me and gotten mad with me that I decided to be a grown up and just spell it out.

I am going to be as medical as possible. I will not use words like 'butt' or 'poop'. Dignity, people. I still have my dignity (although not a whole lot after today).

So here it goes....

Basically I have several issues that alone are miserable but added together are just really big mess. Some of the things discovered today were a prolapsed rectum, major pelvic floor dysfunction (3 on a scale of 4), the internal hemorrhoids of a 53 year old, abdominal wall nerve damage, anal fissures, and irritable bowel syndrome. One makes the other worse and it all just snow balls into my entire GI system not working (hence the inability to eat without pain...full gut stretches the abdominal wall which increases my pain. The pelvic floor failure, prolapse and hemorrhoids prevent stool from passing with ease therefore creating the fissure.)

The cause is multi fold, too. Having 2 good sized vaginal deliveries, no uterus for support, 5 abdominal surgeries, hormones, just being a girl, inadequate nutrition are all culprits.

Right now we are treating the fissure with medication and making some changes to diet and bowel regimen to try and get things back on track. I am to call him in a few months if I'm not better. He did not think I am crazy. He did not think I have to live like this. He doesn't think there is anything being missed and offered to do further testing. I declined for the time being and am going with his less evasive recommendations first.

As humiliating and painful as the appointment was, it was by far the best hour and a half I've had. He was so kind, candid, caring and informative. Mom and I were both VERY surprised with his bedside manner and his ability to LISTEN and not just hear what I was saying. He didn't just say 'this is this' ... he explained the whys and hows of everything. This man is the messiah of colons.

Thanks to all for the questions, comments, concerns, and prayers. I pray this is the beginning of the end of this situation but I know if it's not, I'll be okay. Hey, I've got a colon god on my side!

PS. Not that you needed further proof that my mother is an angel but...she held my hand, rubbed my back, asked questions, added details I was forgetting, offered tissues and generally made me feel not alone. I can think of 100 other things I'd rather have been doing on my afternoon off, but she spent hers with me. Yes, I am BLESSED! Thanks, Momma...

Friday, March 6, 2009

A Night at the Museum

So Arissa's BIG ART SHOW thingy was tonight. Mom, Daddy, Kathy, Josh, Kamry, Steven and I (and Arissa, of course. No Isaiah..he wasn't feeling well) met up to look at some stellar art. We got a bit distracted and saw no one's art but Arissa's (unless they were on our way to Arissa's)and proceeded to have a really fun time playing at the museum.

Pictures are below. In backwards order. I am not fixing them so just start at the bottom if it matters that much to you.



Holly Hobby vogueing


Me and my girls channeling our inner Duggar



BIG BEAR...tiny daddy


Steven workin in the coal mine



Checking out old timey farm equipment


Kathy, Kamry and Josh looking for spies in the Atomic City


Arissa, Alexis and Kamry


ALL ABOARD!!! Josh and Steven driving the train



Steve Irwin in the Rainforest


In the living room of the dollhouse. Daddy is explaining to Alexis that you have to write and pay bills if you are sitting at the fancy desk.


Arissa being very proper. Looks like she needs a spot of tea!


A midget sized Queen Anne chair for Daddy


Daddy in the dollhouse


The reason we were at the Museum! Arissa's art!!
"Owl" Funny since we call her Hootie!
Me and My Girl

Thursday, March 5, 2009

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

A little bird called me yesterday. The little bird told me that Arissa will be receiving the award for Respect at her school today. Her faithful Daddy will be attending on our behalf and BETTER use the camera I have sent him with. Arissa does not know she has been chosen to receive this award.

That girl, she is something else.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Quick Pod Update

I need to do a real update and had planned on doing it tonight. That was before I spent 3 hours at the gym. I trained for an hour, went right into an hour of yoga and then right into an hour of hip hop. I can't feel my legs and I'm so tired my brain isn't functioning. So here's the quick Pod News Update:
  • Isaiah has the flu. He's had it since end of last week and doesn't qualify for the flu meds. He's on liquids, Advil and Nyquil
  • Steven and Isaiah went to see the Cavs (Lebron James) play against the Hawks in Atlanta. Isaiah had an awesome time watching his favorite athlete. Bonus points for him being there running a fever of over 101 and spreading flu germs around Phillips Arena.
  • Arissa has been selected to have one of her art pieces shown in the Oak Ridge City Art Show. She is 1 of 20 children selected from her school. I didn't even know the kid could draw.
  • Did I mention I've gone back to the gym and did 3 straight hours tonight?

Until next time, when my downward dog hasn't kicked my warrior butt....