So mom is still in shitsburgh, dad is back down with her, and Phil's sick. Boo sick.
I don't have much going on to talk about....so for your reading pleasure,
http://www.jennepper.com/2009/10/day-i-struck-my-mother-blind-with-my.html
This girl is seriously funny. You won't regret clicking the link.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Transplant, successful! with bonus Gyno visit talk thrown in.
Mom had her stem cell transplant yesterday. It was very fast, and went well, or so I am told.
Hooray!!!! Now she just has to stick it out down there in shitsburgh, until the docs say she can leave.
We're looking at probably a minimum of 15 days, to a maximum of 5 weeks.
She's doing well. Losing her hair, but keeping her spirits up. Yesterday after the transplant was complete, my dad left and went to Giant Eagle, and got her a birthday cake, to celebrate her "new birthday". Mom cried. Dad can be very thoughtful, and romantic and sentimental when he wants to be.
And now for the bonus OB/GYN girlie bits talk!
I had my appointment with my GYN yesterday. He said that he absolutely can take the fibroid out....................wait for it.............................BUT!
a) it's a major procedure.
b) there is a 5% chance that I will lose my uterus.
He said that if Phil and I had a child or two already, then the decision wouldn't be as scary. But since we do not, we really have to think about that risk.
The doctor's flat out advice is to have a child first. He did give me "terms" to look up on WebMD, because he wants me to be as educated as I can be.
The fibroid is between 1 and 2 centimeters smaller than my uterus (which is why they thought it was a duplicate), and it's literally on top of the left portion of my uterus. He told me that he can cut it out, but it will take part of my uterus too. He said that "normally" they are able to "reconstruct" the missing part, BUT in about 5% of cases, they cannot and end up having to REMOVE the uterus too.
That would be extremely devestating to me. So, Phil wants me to call Dr. Genius, but I have to agree to with Dr Hereathome. I want a baby too badly to fuck around with the possibility of losing my baby cage (as Andrea calls it...hehehe).
Dr Hereathome asked about the pain, how frequent it is, how bad it is, etc. He asked if it's something that I just can't tolerate on a day by day basis. I told him I don't have it every day, maybe once or twice a month. He gave me a prescription for Tylenol 3 to take in case the Naprocyn doesn't work.
I pretty much have decided to live with this for the next couple of years. Like I said, I want a baby. I don't want to hurt my chances even more.
Hooray!!!! Now she just has to stick it out down there in shitsburgh, until the docs say she can leave.
We're looking at probably a minimum of 15 days, to a maximum of 5 weeks.
She's doing well. Losing her hair, but keeping her spirits up. Yesterday after the transplant was complete, my dad left and went to Giant Eagle, and got her a birthday cake, to celebrate her "new birthday". Mom cried. Dad can be very thoughtful, and romantic and sentimental when he wants to be.
And now for the bonus OB/GYN girlie bits talk!
I had my appointment with my GYN yesterday. He said that he absolutely can take the fibroid out....................wait for it.............................BUT!
a) it's a major procedure.
b) there is a 5% chance that I will lose my uterus.
He said that if Phil and I had a child or two already, then the decision wouldn't be as scary. But since we do not, we really have to think about that risk.
The doctor's flat out advice is to have a child first. He did give me "terms" to look up on WebMD, because he wants me to be as educated as I can be.
The fibroid is between 1 and 2 centimeters smaller than my uterus (which is why they thought it was a duplicate), and it's literally on top of the left portion of my uterus. He told me that he can cut it out, but it will take part of my uterus too. He said that "normally" they are able to "reconstruct" the missing part, BUT in about 5% of cases, they cannot and end up having to REMOVE the uterus too.
That would be extremely devestating to me. So, Phil wants me to call Dr. Genius, but I have to agree to with Dr Hereathome. I want a baby too badly to fuck around with the possibility of losing my baby cage (as Andrea calls it...hehehe).
Dr Hereathome asked about the pain, how frequent it is, how bad it is, etc. He asked if it's something that I just can't tolerate on a day by day basis. I told him I don't have it every day, maybe once or twice a month. He gave me a prescription for Tylenol 3 to take in case the Naprocyn doesn't work.
I pretty much have decided to live with this for the next couple of years. Like I said, I want a baby. I don't want to hurt my chances even more.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Facebook perils, update
So we got a reply. The entire tone of the email was completely different.
The first one smelled like desparation and despair. This one, she must have looked back at what she wrote, and thought "oh damn I sound like a crazy person!", because it was definitely more in tune with a "just want to see how you are" friendly kind of thing.
She apologized if she upset me in any way. That was nice. She also apologized for dumping her marital woes in Phil's lap, and suggested that perhaps she needs counselling to get through her "rough patch". Because she "believes God led me to Dave for a reason". Which is not what she said the other day!!!!!! The other day it was all "I was in love with YOU and I accepted his proposal"
Anyway...she goes on to tell Phil that she and her husband just bought a new house, and they love where they live, and she's so happy that he's happy, and she's glad that what she did, didn't hurt Phil.
*eye roll*
More like, she gets that he's not interested, and not available, so she needs to back peddle that shit out.
Oh well.
I do find it funny. Phil, who really doesn't have much dating experience....only 2 other "serious" girlfriends other than me...and HE'S the one that gets all the "ex files" contacting him!!!!! LOL
Thank God none of my previous relationship mistakes have decided to contact me.
Oh, and it snowed.
I hate snow.
But we'll be going to fall fest this weekend! Yay!
The first one smelled like desparation and despair. This one, she must have looked back at what she wrote, and thought "oh damn I sound like a crazy person!", because it was definitely more in tune with a "just want to see how you are" friendly kind of thing.
She apologized if she upset me in any way. That was nice. She also apologized for dumping her marital woes in Phil's lap, and suggested that perhaps she needs counselling to get through her "rough patch". Because she "believes God led me to Dave for a reason". Which is not what she said the other day!!!!!! The other day it was all "I was in love with YOU and I accepted his proposal"
Anyway...she goes on to tell Phil that she and her husband just bought a new house, and they love where they live, and she's so happy that he's happy, and she's glad that what she did, didn't hurt Phil.
*eye roll*
More like, she gets that he's not interested, and not available, so she needs to back peddle that shit out.
Oh well.
I do find it funny. Phil, who really doesn't have much dating experience....only 2 other "serious" girlfriends other than me...and HE'S the one that gets all the "ex files" contacting him!!!!! LOL
Thank God none of my previous relationship mistakes have decided to contact me.
Oh, and it snowed.
I hate snow.
But we'll be going to fall fest this weekend! Yay!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
The perils of Facebook
Tuesday we logged into Phil's Facebook account. There was an email from a girl he used to "mess around with". She wasn't his girlfriend, because she had a boyfriend at the time. Well she says that she contemplated contacting him for a while, but then "couldn't resist". She wanted to know how he was, what he was up to, if he was married, blah blah blah.
So, Phil asked me to type a reply back to her. It was very short. Basically we said "I got my teaching certifcation and am currently subbing. I have a great girlfriend whom I plan to marry one day soon. How are you? kids?"
Yesterday we get a NOVEL back from the girl. In which she tells Phil how in love with him she was (and still is). She berates herself for choosing her boyfriend over Phil, in fact her words were "I was in love with YOU and accepted HIS proposal, what was I thinking?". She goes on to say that she has a child, and he's the best thing she ever did. (Honestly, good for her, I was happy to see that) But then she says "I'm so glad you have a great girlfriend. I'm happy that YOU are happy at least". She says that her marriage sucks, because she hasn't been able to stop thinking of Phil, after all these years (seven to be exact). She's "not content and unhappy in her marriage". "Things have not been great lately" and she was "sorry you have to hear about it".
Then she starts asking about me. What do I do? Do we live together? How long have we been together?
Then she says she never felt like they had "closure". She asked him if she "hurt him bad" or "not at all". She says she believes he felt the same way as she did, back then, and that they had a "CONNECTION", and that she has never felt that with anyone else.
Yeah. So color me jealous. I don't LIKE it that some random chick from his past has decided to "test the waters". That's what social networking sites are though...a conduit to your past, to the times when you THOUGHT you were happier than you are now.
This in a nutshell is what we wrote back to her:
Basically, Phil said that he was sorry she was unhappy, but that what they had was way in the past, and there is no sense in going back. He said that no she didn't hurt him badly, because when he figured out she was never going to break up with her boyfriend, he already started moving on. He said she needs to direct the focus she's been giving to him, back into her marriage. He said that he and I have been together for 6 years and he's never been happier. He told her that while yes, there was a connection, it wasn't a real relationship. He said that he found a true connection with me, and that if she looks hard enough, she'll find the connection with her husband.
Pretty much we tried to spell out that he was not interested in "picking things back up".
Closure is such a selfish thing I think. I used to be BIG on closure, but it really doesn't solve anything. I think when you break up with someone, or someone breaks up with you, be it friend, or lover, you pretty much have the answers you seek. For whatever reason, that person, does not want to be with you. And vice versa. That's really all you need to know. There doesn't have to be this soul searching epiphany. Move on with your life, be present in the relationship you are in. Especially if you're in a marriage.
Personally, I learned this lesson the hard way. I harbored a huge grudge against my high school boyfriend. We were supposed to get married, he gave me a ring, asked me on bended knee, yadda yadda. He joined the Army, he met his now wife there. I was hurt, and blindsided, and unaccepting of the way it was. Was he wrong to cheat? Of course. Was it meant to be with him and her? Of course. They are happy, and have 2 kids, and you know what?? 13 yrs later, I am really happy for them. I know that life worked out the way it was supposed to. I wanted "closure" for a long time. But, I eventually realized what I wanted as closure was the opportunity to yell at him for hurting me. To try to hurt him the way he hurt me. That was never going to happen. He moved on! He didn't owe me anything, and he wouldn't have cared if we did get into it. In fact, we did once. At a bar, when he first came back home, after moving with her after his service was up. She wasn't there, and they weren't married yet....and all we did was yell at each other outside. There was no resolution. No explanation. Just anger and hateful words. It could have been avoided if I had just realized that sometimes, life sucks, and you get your heart broken. What does all of this mean? It means make a clean break, and embrace the road your life is taking. Closure is only for one person in the relationship, because the other person has already moved on.
This girl, really needs to get her head out of the past, and focus on her family.
I told Phil that to me, it seems like she wanted the security her husband could give her, but wanted the excitement she found with Phil. Phil told me that their entire "relationship" lasted a couple of months, and that all they ever did was "mess around". No sex. So, it seems like she has built this huge torrid star crossed lovers affair in her mind, because she's dis-satisfied in her marriage.
I feel bad for her. If she has truly held part of herself back from her husband, because of some misguided "feelings" for Phil, then she's really fucked up her life.
She said in the email that there has not been a week, or a day when she hasn't thought about Phil, and what might have been.
I think it's normal to think about your past, and to wonder maybe where that person is today, but I don't think it's normal to constantly think about how great your life might have been. I think she probably has a pretty good life, she just can't see the forest for the trees.
I also wonder if she's suffering from some kind of post partum depression. Her child is 17 months old.
Anyway. Long, long story, but the bottom line is: Closure is for one person, because the other person has already moved on. I hope this girl moves the hell on.
So, Phil asked me to type a reply back to her. It was very short. Basically we said "I got my teaching certifcation and am currently subbing. I have a great girlfriend whom I plan to marry one day soon. How are you? kids?"
Yesterday we get a NOVEL back from the girl. In which she tells Phil how in love with him she was (and still is). She berates herself for choosing her boyfriend over Phil, in fact her words were "I was in love with YOU and accepted HIS proposal, what was I thinking?". She goes on to say that she has a child, and he's the best thing she ever did. (Honestly, good for her, I was happy to see that) But then she says "I'm so glad you have a great girlfriend. I'm happy that YOU are happy at least". She says that her marriage sucks, because she hasn't been able to stop thinking of Phil, after all these years (seven to be exact). She's "not content and unhappy in her marriage". "Things have not been great lately" and she was "sorry you have to hear about it".
Then she starts asking about me. What do I do? Do we live together? How long have we been together?
Then she says she never felt like they had "closure". She asked him if she "hurt him bad" or "not at all". She says she believes he felt the same way as she did, back then, and that they had a "CONNECTION", and that she has never felt that with anyone else.
Yeah. So color me jealous. I don't LIKE it that some random chick from his past has decided to "test the waters". That's what social networking sites are though...a conduit to your past, to the times when you THOUGHT you were happier than you are now.
This in a nutshell is what we wrote back to her:
Basically, Phil said that he was sorry she was unhappy, but that what they had was way in the past, and there is no sense in going back. He said that no she didn't hurt him badly, because when he figured out she was never going to break up with her boyfriend, he already started moving on. He said she needs to direct the focus she's been giving to him, back into her marriage. He said that he and I have been together for 6 years and he's never been happier. He told her that while yes, there was a connection, it wasn't a real relationship. He said that he found a true connection with me, and that if she looks hard enough, she'll find the connection with her husband.
Pretty much we tried to spell out that he was not interested in "picking things back up".
Closure is such a selfish thing I think. I used to be BIG on closure, but it really doesn't solve anything. I think when you break up with someone, or someone breaks up with you, be it friend, or lover, you pretty much have the answers you seek. For whatever reason, that person, does not want to be with you. And vice versa. That's really all you need to know. There doesn't have to be this soul searching epiphany. Move on with your life, be present in the relationship you are in. Especially if you're in a marriage.
Personally, I learned this lesson the hard way. I harbored a huge grudge against my high school boyfriend. We were supposed to get married, he gave me a ring, asked me on bended knee, yadda yadda. He joined the Army, he met his now wife there. I was hurt, and blindsided, and unaccepting of the way it was. Was he wrong to cheat? Of course. Was it meant to be with him and her? Of course. They are happy, and have 2 kids, and you know what?? 13 yrs later, I am really happy for them. I know that life worked out the way it was supposed to. I wanted "closure" for a long time. But, I eventually realized what I wanted as closure was the opportunity to yell at him for hurting me. To try to hurt him the way he hurt me. That was never going to happen. He moved on! He didn't owe me anything, and he wouldn't have cared if we did get into it. In fact, we did once. At a bar, when he first came back home, after moving with her after his service was up. She wasn't there, and they weren't married yet....and all we did was yell at each other outside. There was no resolution. No explanation. Just anger and hateful words. It could have been avoided if I had just realized that sometimes, life sucks, and you get your heart broken. What does all of this mean? It means make a clean break, and embrace the road your life is taking. Closure is only for one person in the relationship, because the other person has already moved on.
This girl, really needs to get her head out of the past, and focus on her family.
I told Phil that to me, it seems like she wanted the security her husband could give her, but wanted the excitement she found with Phil. Phil told me that their entire "relationship" lasted a couple of months, and that all they ever did was "mess around". No sex. So, it seems like she has built this huge torrid star crossed lovers affair in her mind, because she's dis-satisfied in her marriage.
I feel bad for her. If she has truly held part of herself back from her husband, because of some misguided "feelings" for Phil, then she's really fucked up her life.
She said in the email that there has not been a week, or a day when she hasn't thought about Phil, and what might have been.
I think it's normal to think about your past, and to wonder maybe where that person is today, but I don't think it's normal to constantly think about how great your life might have been. I think she probably has a pretty good life, she just can't see the forest for the trees.
I also wonder if she's suffering from some kind of post partum depression. Her child is 17 months old.
Anyway. Long, long story, but the bottom line is: Closure is for one person, because the other person has already moved on. I hope this girl moves the hell on.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Mom mom mom and more Mom
The weekend was.....meh.
Mom spiked a fever on Friday. When I got home from work, she was laying on the couch, and she does that most every day, but I knew that there was something wrong. I was like "Mom?? What's going on?" and she looked at me and said "Nik, I don't feel right"
She said she'd been taking her temperature every 15 minutes, and she was flirting with 100.
After I got home, I had her take it again, and she was 100.3. 100.5 was the danger zone, per her doc in pittsburgh.
So I told my dad to call, Jen, the organ transplant coordinator/nurse. I told my mom to get out from under the blankets, and to take her temp again.
Still 100.3. Dad had Jen on the phone, and she asked to talk to mom. Mom said "I don't feel very good" and then she stuck the thermometer back in her mouth. 100.2. Jen said "I'm calling the doctor, I want you to take your temp every 3 minutes and write it down, until I call you back".
I told my dad, "better get some stuff ready, I think we're going to the hospital." He was in denial, as always.
So, we recorded temps of 100.1, 100.3, 100.4, and 100.7, and then Jen called back. Mom read off all the numbers, and Jen said "Deb, you need to go to the ER, they will give you antibiotics, and then we'll transport you down here".
Mom got off the phone and said "we need to pack a bag".
Dad freaked out.
Mom and I went upstairs to pack, and I called Phil, and told him he needed to leave the gym, like NOW.
Mom and dad left for the ER, and Phil and I followed. We didn't know how fast or slow this would be, so we were trying to figure out how we were going to get Dad's car home, because he was going to ride in the ambulance with mom.
We got to the ER, and Phil and I were there until 10pm. Phil and my dad ended up running home and dropping off the car, and picking up those things they forgot. Jason came down, and visited a while.
Finally mom said "you guys don't have to stay, we'll call you when we get to Pittsburgh"
They called at 3 am.
Mom was admitted to Shadyside hospital and stayed there until yesterday. They did her stem cell harvest, and they got more than they needed, thank god. Phil and I picked them up yesterday and brought them home. They were tired!!
Mom ended up needing a platelet transfusion. That wasn't entirely unexpected. She's much better now. Pretty fatigued, but good. No fevers.
They will leave again on the 20th. Mom will be admitted to Shadyside (again), and they will give her another round of chemo. On the 21st, she gets the stem cell transplant, and she is going to be there until the doctor tells her she can come home.
My dog was so confused. When we brought my parents home he was SO excited! He brought mom every toy he owned. It was so cute.
Mom spiked a fever on Friday. When I got home from work, she was laying on the couch, and she does that most every day, but I knew that there was something wrong. I was like "Mom?? What's going on?" and she looked at me and said "Nik, I don't feel right"
She said she'd been taking her temperature every 15 minutes, and she was flirting with 100.
After I got home, I had her take it again, and she was 100.3. 100.5 was the danger zone, per her doc in pittsburgh.
So I told my dad to call, Jen, the organ transplant coordinator/nurse. I told my mom to get out from under the blankets, and to take her temp again.
Still 100.3. Dad had Jen on the phone, and she asked to talk to mom. Mom said "I don't feel very good" and then she stuck the thermometer back in her mouth. 100.2. Jen said "I'm calling the doctor, I want you to take your temp every 3 minutes and write it down, until I call you back".
I told my dad, "better get some stuff ready, I think we're going to the hospital." He was in denial, as always.
So, we recorded temps of 100.1, 100.3, 100.4, and 100.7, and then Jen called back. Mom read off all the numbers, and Jen said "Deb, you need to go to the ER, they will give you antibiotics, and then we'll transport you down here".
Mom got off the phone and said "we need to pack a bag".
Dad freaked out.
Mom and I went upstairs to pack, and I called Phil, and told him he needed to leave the gym, like NOW.
Mom and dad left for the ER, and Phil and I followed. We didn't know how fast or slow this would be, so we were trying to figure out how we were going to get Dad's car home, because he was going to ride in the ambulance with mom.
We got to the ER, and Phil and I were there until 10pm. Phil and my dad ended up running home and dropping off the car, and picking up those things they forgot. Jason came down, and visited a while.
Finally mom said "you guys don't have to stay, we'll call you when we get to Pittsburgh"
They called at 3 am.
Mom was admitted to Shadyside hospital and stayed there until yesterday. They did her stem cell harvest, and they got more than they needed, thank god. Phil and I picked them up yesterday and brought them home. They were tired!!
Mom ended up needing a platelet transfusion. That wasn't entirely unexpected. She's much better now. Pretty fatigued, but good. No fevers.
They will leave again on the 20th. Mom will be admitted to Shadyside (again), and they will give her another round of chemo. On the 21st, she gets the stem cell transplant, and she is going to be there until the doctor tells her she can come home.
My dog was so confused. When we brought my parents home he was SO excited! He brought mom every toy he owned. It was so cute.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Read the most hilarious blog today
http://myhusbandisannoying.com/
Seriously. Too funny. This woman's descriptions of her husband's quirks had me loling.
He's a good sport about it, too.
It made me think about Me and P. He can be sooooo annoying, but I still love him. I love him and his retardedness. I love him in spite of it. And let's face it, I'm no peach either. I can be annoying too. No, really I can be. Really.
But, since this is my blog, I'll be listing HIS annoying quirks. Ok, maybe a couple of mine, too.
1) He has to be validated every time he speaks. No matter what he says, it must be aknowledged.
For example: P: "I like oatmeal" me: no response P: "I really like oatmeal" me: nothing P: "Baby, I like oatmeal" me: eye flick to his face, then back to what I'm doing P: "I like oatmeal, baby, did you hear me?" me: "YES. so what?" P: "you dont have to get mad."
2) He has an inablity to make or commit to a decision. It's so stressful for him, that he'll go on and on and on about it for hours. "Should I go to the gym today? I don't know if I want to. But I need to. Maybe I'll go. What if there's no one there to shoot baskets with? Maybe I should skip it" etc, etc, etc.
3) He NEVER lets anything go. EVER.
Seriously, never. He will bring shit up from 4 yrs ago, and get just as upset about it.
4) He gets singularly obsessed with things. Right now it's his DUI and all the trouble it's brought. I have to listen to him bitch about beer commercials, bars, other drivers on the road, cops, judges, lawyers, it's exhausting. And frustrating, when he brought it on himself in the first place.
5) He is a rabid basketball fan. I am not so much. He seems to think that making all our conversations about Lebron James is going to make me a fan. It's not. It only makes me hate it more.
6) He leaves shit laying around. His clothes, his shoes, his games, his dishes. I am not his mother.
Ok. That's enough annoying things about P. Here's some of the shit he has to put up with.
1) I get irritated very easily. I can go from nice to bitch in about 2 seconds.
2) I have a certain way I like to do things. If he deviates from that, he gets the "fine, I'll just do it myself"
3) I am bossy.
4) I refuse to eat hamburgers without cheese on them. If I order a cheeseburger and they do not put cheese on it, I will throw a tantrum, and throw the food away. Which has prompted him to have me do the "bag check" while we're still at McDonald's, so he can just take it in and say "I ordered a cheeseburger"....and yeah, I make him go in.
5) I don't like to phone in orders for take out. That's P's job.
6) I like to make the bed.......every day. And by make the bed I mean, I will pull the sheets and blankets out, and retuck them. He hates to make the bed. He thinks that making the bed is how I punish him for basketball.
(he might be right)
7) I am an eye roller. I roll my eyes all the time...it's kind of a reflex. So when I roll my eyes at him, he says "ok guess I'm stupid then"
8) We both play video games. I have a way I like to play them.
a) if it's a fighting game, like Mortal Kombat, I just press buttons. I don't try to do any of the x,x, square, circle, triangle moves. P does. P gets pissed when he's trying to do that, and my button mashing makes my character (always the girl) kick his character's ass.
b) if it's a story game...I like to do the missions in order. I like to follow the game guide. So he will say "ok tell me what the guide says" and then he doesn't do it! He would rather fuck around and explore the game. When he does this, I get mad and turn off the game. It's annoying for him.
9) I expect him to read my mind, and to just know when he's done or said something that I perceive to be hurtful. It's immature, I know.
So there it is. He's annoying as FUCK, but I love him. I'm a bitch with a capital B and he loves me.
I think that says alot about us. That we work, even though we each have our tics that drive the other one crazy. I'd rather live with P and his annoyingness than ever live without him, and he feels the same way about me.
Oh, did I mention, we are celebrating 6 years together, on the 26th!
Seriously. Too funny. This woman's descriptions of her husband's quirks had me loling.
He's a good sport about it, too.
It made me think about Me and P. He can be sooooo annoying, but I still love him. I love him and his retardedness. I love him in spite of it. And let's face it, I'm no peach either. I can be annoying too. No, really I can be. Really.
But, since this is my blog, I'll be listing HIS annoying quirks. Ok, maybe a couple of mine, too.
1) He has to be validated every time he speaks. No matter what he says, it must be aknowledged.
For example: P: "I like oatmeal" me: no response P: "I really like oatmeal" me: nothing P: "Baby, I like oatmeal" me: eye flick to his face, then back to what I'm doing P: "I like oatmeal, baby, did you hear me?" me: "YES. so what?" P: "you dont have to get mad."
2) He has an inablity to make or commit to a decision. It's so stressful for him, that he'll go on and on and on about it for hours. "Should I go to the gym today? I don't know if I want to. But I need to. Maybe I'll go. What if there's no one there to shoot baskets with? Maybe I should skip it" etc, etc, etc.
3) He NEVER lets anything go. EVER.
Seriously, never. He will bring shit up from 4 yrs ago, and get just as upset about it.
4) He gets singularly obsessed with things. Right now it's his DUI and all the trouble it's brought. I have to listen to him bitch about beer commercials, bars, other drivers on the road, cops, judges, lawyers, it's exhausting. And frustrating, when he brought it on himself in the first place.
5) He is a rabid basketball fan. I am not so much. He seems to think that making all our conversations about Lebron James is going to make me a fan. It's not. It only makes me hate it more.
6) He leaves shit laying around. His clothes, his shoes, his games, his dishes. I am not his mother.
Ok. That's enough annoying things about P. Here's some of the shit he has to put up with.
1) I get irritated very easily. I can go from nice to bitch in about 2 seconds.
2) I have a certain way I like to do things. If he deviates from that, he gets the "fine, I'll just do it myself"
3) I am bossy.
4) I refuse to eat hamburgers without cheese on them. If I order a cheeseburger and they do not put cheese on it, I will throw a tantrum, and throw the food away. Which has prompted him to have me do the "bag check" while we're still at McDonald's, so he can just take it in and say "I ordered a cheeseburger"....and yeah, I make him go in.
5) I don't like to phone in orders for take out. That's P's job.
6) I like to make the bed.......every day. And by make the bed I mean, I will pull the sheets and blankets out, and retuck them. He hates to make the bed. He thinks that making the bed is how I punish him for basketball.
(he might be right)
7) I am an eye roller. I roll my eyes all the time...it's kind of a reflex. So when I roll my eyes at him, he says "ok guess I'm stupid then"
8) We both play video games. I have a way I like to play them.
a) if it's a fighting game, like Mortal Kombat, I just press buttons. I don't try to do any of the x,x, square, circle, triangle moves. P does. P gets pissed when he's trying to do that, and my button mashing makes my character (always the girl) kick his character's ass.
b) if it's a story game...I like to do the missions in order. I like to follow the game guide. So he will say "ok tell me what the guide says" and then he doesn't do it! He would rather fuck around and explore the game. When he does this, I get mad and turn off the game. It's annoying for him.
9) I expect him to read my mind, and to just know when he's done or said something that I perceive to be hurtful. It's immature, I know.
So there it is. He's annoying as FUCK, but I love him. I'm a bitch with a capital B and he loves me.
I think that says alot about us. That we work, even though we each have our tics that drive the other one crazy. I'd rather live with P and his annoyingness than ever live without him, and he feels the same way about me.
Oh, did I mention, we are celebrating 6 years together, on the 26th!
News from the Neurologist
My lab work that I had done last month, came back normal!
What does this mean?? It means that I do NOT have antiphospholipid antibody syndrome! The doctor called me, himself, this morning to talk to me about it. He said that I had one level that was still elevated, but not so elevated that I should worry.
He also told me I can stop taking the low dose aspirin a day that I have been taking since July.
I was very happy with that news. I have an appointment to see him in January. I think I'll be seen every 6 months, and have to have an MRI every year just to monitor the spot.
YAY!!!!!
On the other end of my body....I had my familiar pain at 300 am. Woke me out of a dead sleep. It was awful. I had to dig around for my Lortab. And, joy of joys, it was my last one. I called the GYN today to ask for him to call something in. Surprisingly, the nurse called me right back. She said he doesn't get in until 1100, but that she'd give the message right to him, and call me back, before I leave work today. She said if he is going to give me Lortab or Vicodin...I'll have to go to the office and pick up the prescription. Those are controlled substances, you have to physically pick up the script, and take it to the pharmacy. They can't accept faxes. That's fine by me...I just don't want to caught without any pain meds if this happens again tonight
So, got some really good news today, and look...the sun is shining for the first time since last week!
What does this mean?? It means that I do NOT have antiphospholipid antibody syndrome! The doctor called me, himself, this morning to talk to me about it. He said that I had one level that was still elevated, but not so elevated that I should worry.
He also told me I can stop taking the low dose aspirin a day that I have been taking since July.
I was very happy with that news. I have an appointment to see him in January. I think I'll be seen every 6 months, and have to have an MRI every year just to monitor the spot.
YAY!!!!!
On the other end of my body....I had my familiar pain at 300 am. Woke me out of a dead sleep. It was awful. I had to dig around for my Lortab. And, joy of joys, it was my last one. I called the GYN today to ask for him to call something in. Surprisingly, the nurse called me right back. She said he doesn't get in until 1100, but that she'd give the message right to him, and call me back, before I leave work today. She said if he is going to give me Lortab or Vicodin...I'll have to go to the office and pick up the prescription. Those are controlled substances, you have to physically pick up the script, and take it to the pharmacy. They can't accept faxes. That's fine by me...I just don't want to caught without any pain meds if this happens again tonight
So, got some really good news today, and look...the sun is shining for the first time since last week!
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
It's October? Already? REALLY??
Well, let's start with mom.
She got her line last week. She says it's uncomfortable, and the dressing is itchy, but she'll deal with it.
She has been going to the RCC every day for blood work, shots and line maintenance.
Not fun, but necessary. Mom and dad go back to Pbgh Sunday, and on Monday they will begin harvesting her stem cells. If they can get 5 million of them, she can come home Monday night. If not..she has to stay, and they will make another pass on Tuesday.
Then she gets "a week off" from having to go Pbgh, she'll still have to go to the RCC, I believe. She also has to take her temperature a lot, because if she goes over 100 she has to go directly to the ER, do not pass go, do not collect $200. From the ER, she will have to be transported to the hospital in Pbgh. So we're hoping for no fevers. If you're sick, don't come over!!!
On the 19th, mom will be admitted to Shadyside, and she'll get more chemo. On the 21st, they will transplant her stem cells, and then we wait.
She will have to stay in the hospital until the doctor says she can leave.
She is pretty much quitting smoking, THANK GOD! She said she knows she won't be able to while she's in the hospital, and she said she'll be sick enough that she won't want to. Dad is cutting back as well...and he started going outside to smoke. So, the house smells clean! It's nice. I hope it lasts.
I have an appointment with my doctor on the 16th, hopefully to schedule when to remove the fibroid. I got a call the other day from the first doctor in Pbgh I saw. I was kind of surprised. Apparently they got a letter from Dr Genius, saying that he believes I could benefit from the removal of the fibriod, but it stops short of actually recommending that I have it removed. It seemed like the office thought I would be making an appointment to see them for this, but I was like "no, Dr Genius said my doctor here could take care of it" We went around in a circle, and finally the lady says "well maybe you should call Dr Genius and just ask him what he wants you to do" I was like "yeah, ok, I'll get right on that."
Anyway.
I'm making headway on the "Get Phil to Agree to Hawaii" front. Turns out his major objection is the flight. He's afraid of flying. Me too! But we can get drunk on the plane!!!
Anyone have any tips on how to conquer that fear?
She got her line last week. She says it's uncomfortable, and the dressing is itchy, but she'll deal with it.
She has been going to the RCC every day for blood work, shots and line maintenance.
Not fun, but necessary. Mom and dad go back to Pbgh Sunday, and on Monday they will begin harvesting her stem cells. If they can get 5 million of them, she can come home Monday night. If not..she has to stay, and they will make another pass on Tuesday.
Then she gets "a week off" from having to go Pbgh, she'll still have to go to the RCC, I believe. She also has to take her temperature a lot, because if she goes over 100 she has to go directly to the ER, do not pass go, do not collect $200. From the ER, she will have to be transported to the hospital in Pbgh. So we're hoping for no fevers. If you're sick, don't come over!!!
On the 19th, mom will be admitted to Shadyside, and she'll get more chemo. On the 21st, they will transplant her stem cells, and then we wait.
She will have to stay in the hospital until the doctor says she can leave.
She is pretty much quitting smoking, THANK GOD! She said she knows she won't be able to while she's in the hospital, and she said she'll be sick enough that she won't want to. Dad is cutting back as well...and he started going outside to smoke. So, the house smells clean! It's nice. I hope it lasts.
I have an appointment with my doctor on the 16th, hopefully to schedule when to remove the fibroid. I got a call the other day from the first doctor in Pbgh I saw. I was kind of surprised. Apparently they got a letter from Dr Genius, saying that he believes I could benefit from the removal of the fibriod, but it stops short of actually recommending that I have it removed. It seemed like the office thought I would be making an appointment to see them for this, but I was like "no, Dr Genius said my doctor here could take care of it" We went around in a circle, and finally the lady says "well maybe you should call Dr Genius and just ask him what he wants you to do" I was like "yeah, ok, I'll get right on that."
Anyway.
I'm making headway on the "Get Phil to Agree to Hawaii" front. Turns out his major objection is the flight. He's afraid of flying. Me too! But we can get drunk on the plane!!!
Anyone have any tips on how to conquer that fear?
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