You Are Incurious
You are just not that interested in the world around you. You are content as is.
You don't investigate much, and you're pretty reluctant to try anything new.
Your world is probably quite safe, but it's also quite dull. Wake up!
Pay closer attention to the world around you. It turns out that it's a pretty interesting place.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
No, things are ok here at the moment. This is another post inspired by a prompt from Mama Kat's Writers workshop.
All you have to do is head on over there , usually on Tuesday afternoon and pick a prompt from the extensive list, do a post on your blog and go back and add it to Mr Linky on Thursday so everyone can enjoy it!
The prompt I picked this week was
#2 - What was your medicine? Write about a time you remember being ill.
This particular illness took place in 2003. In December. Flu Season.
Normally I didn't get a flu shot, but always got Nicole one. At this time she had just turned 5 like two weeks before.
Chris came down with the flu around Sunday or Monday of that week and was pretty sick, with high fever, nausea, aching, and everything that goes with it. The one thing I remember him complaining about was such a horrid headache. With him suffering from migraines, if he complained of his head I knew it had to be bad.
I tried to avoid him like the plague. I made him soup and such, but he moved into the living room and stayed there till he was better. Avoiding him didn't work as that following Saturday I woke up with a headache so bad it felt like I couldn't stand up and hold my head up or it would just explode off my shoulders.
I woke him up , asked him if that was how his started , he said yes, so he got up to take care of Nicole. He had to go to work that day, so couldn't stay there. Basically I alternated between the bathroom and the bed all day. However, with a 5 yr old , I was worried about her getting sick too. She had had half a dose of the flu vaccine by this point so I just kept my fingers crossed that she would be ok.
She was such a good girl that day though. Mommy couldn't really get up and fix her lunch, so I told her what to do , which was go into the refrigerator, get a hot dog, put it on a plate and hit the number buttons I told her too and the start button. ( By this age she knew her number and letters and could do this, with me watching her from the bedroom.) Although I realized I had to get up to cut it for her, but she did so good that day.
Anyway, Chris came home from work that night and brought me Theraflu. Blech. Unsweetened Lemony nasty drink on an upset stomach didn't sit well. My fever was over a hundred and frankly I don't remember if it was that night or the next night but Chris wound up taking me to the hospital. They did a test on me to see if I was dehydrated and sure 'nuff big time. I won a hospital bed of my own for the next week.
I do remember them giving me meds for the nausea and such and I ate some graham crackers and apple juice, but it still didn't stay where it belonged for long. Chris had to go to work the next day but didn't . He had my mom call his boss since it was a long distance call from the hospital, and he actually got in trouble since he hadn't been the one to call! ( his boss was an ass). Even when my mom explained he couldn't call because I was in the hospital.
The scariest part of all this is what Chris told me after I was lucid again after like the 2nd day and my fever was gone. I normally have a low white blood count. I don't get sick often, its just when I do , I get really sick. Chris had told the doctor that so when they saw the results of the CBC they wouldn't freak. Well, the doctor did freak - he had said my WBC came back very low. When Chris peeked at the lab report it was labeled Critical.
So not only was I in the hospital for a week, but I had won myself my own isolation room - meaning anyone that came in had to wash coming in and going out, wear a mask, gown and all that jazz. It really sucked. Eventually I got better, after they gave me a shot in my stomach to boost my WBC. I was released on a Friday and my MIL came up to help Chris take care of Nicole ( who THANK GOD didn't get sick) and me while he worked that weekend. She bought me a pair of blue flannel jammies, that I just recently had to retire - they were so comfy:)
Thank goodness I've never had the flu that bad again. I get a flu shot every year in October now. I don't ever want to be that sick again, where I actually don't remember some of it.
Well. What a trip down memory lane.
On a much brighter side, I see a light at the end of the tunnel, although a faint one.
So I can keep a bit of a smile on my face at this time.
( We are on our final countdown to the end of school. Nicole gets out on the 27th, so we can't wait!)
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
It's time for another post linked to Mama Kat's Writers Workshop.
The prompt for this post that I chose was
Write a 20-line poem (rhyming or non-rhyming) dedicated to your favorite piece of clothing (could be a shirt, hat, shoes, etc.).
This particular prompt caught my attention because although I love shoes, I can't wear a lot of the cutsey , sweet little different kinds of shoes due to my leg braces. I thought it would be fun to do a poem about shoes, so here goes:
Oh shoes, my shoes
Where for art thou
did I lose?
With two under the couch,
one black and one red.
One in the dogs mouth
one under the bed.
Oh my blue shoe do I see?
With the cat chewing on it
Though no match to be
shoes certainly abound.
Flip flops, mules, slides
cute little loafers
filled with pennies.
Oh shoes, my shoes
where for art thou
did I lose?
I hope you at least got a small giggle out of that one:) I've worn these leg braces for seven years now, and admittedly when I realized I could no longer wear cute little flip flops , and sandals and such, I got angry. Actually had to grieve for the shoes I could no longer wear, although it would save me money on pedicures! I still get those from time to time, but don't like people touching my feet anymore, so it makes it a bit difficult.
Till next time...
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Here is to hoping that each and every mother in bloggy land had a wonderful Mothers Day.
Thank goodness my Mothers Day and birthday did not fall on the same day this year. Either way I usually get a combined present, but sweetheart that Chris is, it is usually very nice.
Friday I was off work and took Sue to her cousin Joanie's house for the weekend. I enjoyed a day of shopping and not doing much else, although I did exercise after I picked Nicole up from school. I'm back on the weight loss train, but trying to do it by eating healthier and doing mild exercise that doesn't hurt my legs and arms.
Saturday included Korie going to her 7th week of obedience school. She gets her diploma next week and a photo to go on the graduate wall, lol. This week she got diagnosed with a yeast infection in her ear, so holding her down, and muzzling her to get medicine in her ear has just been a joy - NOT!!! lots of snarling, growling and snapping goes on at those times while Chris wrestles to hold her and I put the medicine in. Thank goodness it only has to be done once a day.
As honest as I can be right now I will tell you that my life is very difficult right now. I'm stressed, upset and just trying to get through each day in turn. I am thankful that we only have a few weeks of school left and that I will be very busy during this time. It will keep me from having too much time on my hands. Time to think. Time that I would rather be doing anything else but think.
Sometimes too much thinking can get you in trouble.
I will continue to post, and honestly try to do it more. It might help me sort some thoughts out, but if I have a post that just seems like fluff a time or too, please understand:)
I hope everyone had a great weekend, and will continue to have a great week ahead. I've started trying to participate in The Writers Workshop over at Mama Kats, it has been fun and challenging, so if you'd like to give it a shot click HERE , then click on the Writers Workshop tab.
( oh and if you are wondering what I got for my present - I received Season One of Army Wives, book three of the newest quartet by Nora Roberts, and three movies in a little box that looks like a beat up highschool locker that is titled Flashback 80s Pack and includes The Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles, and Weird Science)
So, how was your mothers day?