Well, for the past month or so, I have been feeling the effects of some extra pounds. I don't really "do" the scales. Mainly, I judge by my clothes. If they begin to feel sort of tight, I try to cut back.
I exercise enough, so that method generally works out alright. But, I had gotten into REALLY bad eating patterns. Actually, that's putting it mildly...I had lost control.
So, last week, Heather decided that it was getting very close to swimsuit season, and it was time for us to "get serious". Her plan -- we weigh every morning and text our weight to each other.
Since I HATE the scales, I was not happy about this plan. But, without any control of my own, I had no choice but to play along.
Needless to say, I was NONE TOO HAPPY about the results the next morning. So, as I tried to figure out what I was going to do, I remembered the "point system" that Weight Watchers uses. Basically, you get to eat what you want but with boundaries.
I like this plan, because if I want a doughnut, I can have one. I just have to cut back somewhere else during the day. The problem I had been having was that I was eating whatever I wanted, but I wasn't cutting back anywhere. EXCESS!!!
On a different note, we are experiencing the same kind of issues with our finances. Because of our life choices, we have to be careful about when and where we spend money. We are blessed, so we don't have to completely do without "extras". But, in the same Weight Watchers mindset, if we choose to indulge in one area, we have to cut back in other areas.
In other words, if I WANT that item of clothing for myself (who am I kidding, for my children), I can get it. We just need to eat in for a couple of days to make up for it. The problem I was having was that I was spending what I wanted, but I wasn't cutting back anywhere. EXCESS!!!
So, I'm on the point system for my eating, and I'm adapting my financial thinking to this thought process. It's not natural, because our country lives in EXCESS. See, it's not just our house that is experiencing the effects of living beyond our means. We aren't the only ones that live with plenty but constantly feel that we need MORE. It's a national problem; and, unfortunately, a bail out isn't going to fix it.
No one can bail me out, because the problem is my lack of discipline. Weight Watchers figured that out. The point system works for me, because it made ME responsible for my weight loss. There was no one telling me exactly what I could and could not eat. I use a little common sense and a lot of self discipline (mixed with a healthy fear of a bathing suit) and it becomes a lifestyle of living in moderation rather than excess.
I'm pretty sure it works in the financial world, too. We're going to try it out here. I'll keep you posted.
Friday, March 27
Sunday, March 22
Spring Break -- Short Lived!!
I haven't posted since last Sunday; and, honestly, I haven't had the time. Spring "Break" has actually kept us very busy.
First of all, I am so grateful for the beautiful weather God blessed us with this week. Last weekend, I was a wee bit nervous that I was going to be inside with my 3 C's all week. And, it is never "well with my soul" when we have to spend large amounts of time cooped up together inside.
Monday was still a little cold and damp outside. But, that was the day that we headed South to McComb. Laney opened the gym that she teaches in. The kids jumped and played for several hours with friends that we don't see enough. Then, Laney took us out to see her new house that is being built. Let me just say, you know you're a redneck when...four adults and eight kids climb into the cab of a truck to drive out for a new house viewing. We rode right through a muddy field full of cows, and it was, by far, the highlight of the kid's week. The bonus -- the house is gorgeous.
The remainder of the week was spent at Pump it Up, Brighton Park, the Jackson Zoo, Traceway Park and a birthday party to top it all off. We spent time with great friends including the Williams who left us for Texas back in the fall. Scotty even took the day off on Friday to spend the WHOLE day with us, and that was a treat for everyone. It really was a fabulous week.
It seems that I should be tired after our "break", because we did not rest...at all, really. But, I do feel rested. I believe that watching my children have such a great time and visiting with wonderful friends has been refreshing to my soul.
So, 7 days ago, I just knew that I would be so eager tonight to get back into the routine tomorrow. I'm not. I'd love another week to move at our own pace and just enjoy one another.
But, there is a time for everything. And, tomorrow, it is time to get back to the schedule. The beautiful weather reminds me of something else, though. Summer is on its way.
We can't wait!!!
First of all, I am so grateful for the beautiful weather God blessed us with this week. Last weekend, I was a wee bit nervous that I was going to be inside with my 3 C's all week. And, it is never "well with my soul" when we have to spend large amounts of time cooped up together inside.
Monday was still a little cold and damp outside. But, that was the day that we headed South to McComb. Laney opened the gym that she teaches in. The kids jumped and played for several hours with friends that we don't see enough. Then, Laney took us out to see her new house that is being built. Let me just say, you know you're a redneck when...four adults and eight kids climb into the cab of a truck to drive out for a new house viewing. We rode right through a muddy field full of cows, and it was, by far, the highlight of the kid's week. The bonus -- the house is gorgeous.
The remainder of the week was spent at Pump it Up, Brighton Park, the Jackson Zoo, Traceway Park and a birthday party to top it all off. We spent time with great friends including the Williams who left us for Texas back in the fall. Scotty even took the day off on Friday to spend the WHOLE day with us, and that was a treat for everyone. It really was a fabulous week.
It seems that I should be tired after our "break", because we did not rest...at all, really. But, I do feel rested. I believe that watching my children have such a great time and visiting with wonderful friends has been refreshing to my soul.
So, 7 days ago, I just knew that I would be so eager tonight to get back into the routine tomorrow. I'm not. I'd love another week to move at our own pace and just enjoy one another.
But, there is a time for everything. And, tomorrow, it is time to get back to the schedule. The beautiful weather reminds me of something else, though. Summer is on its way.
We can't wait!!!
Sunday, March 15
A Childhood Memory
It's SPRING BREAK!!! And, the beauty of Sunday night with no school tomorrow seriously overshadows the dreary, ugliness outside.
I have been in the kitchen preparing hamburger patties, because our fun friends, the Bryants, are coming over for dinner. Outside the kitchen window, I have a perfect view of Scotty and all three kids. They have been swinging (mainly squealing, because Daddy swings much higher than Mama) and jumping on the trampoline.
As I watch, I am having flashbacks to holidays when I was in school. Whether it was Christmas vacation, Spring Break or the summer, my favorite part was always Sunday night. There was such a great feeling about coming home from church and knowing we didn't have to rush to the bed. We could play games, stay with a friend, or (my personal favorite) watch the Sunday night movie. What ever happened to those Sunday night movies?
Anyway, we don't have much planned for this Spring Break week, but I'm looking at lots of "unplanned fun". So, I suppose our week holds promise of great times.
Enjoy your time away from long days and crazy schedules.
I have been in the kitchen preparing hamburger patties, because our fun friends, the Bryants, are coming over for dinner. Outside the kitchen window, I have a perfect view of Scotty and all three kids. They have been swinging (mainly squealing, because Daddy swings much higher than Mama) and jumping on the trampoline.
As I watch, I am having flashbacks to holidays when I was in school. Whether it was Christmas vacation, Spring Break or the summer, my favorite part was always Sunday night. There was such a great feeling about coming home from church and knowing we didn't have to rush to the bed. We could play games, stay with a friend, or (my personal favorite) watch the Sunday night movie. What ever happened to those Sunday night movies?
Anyway, we don't have much planned for this Spring Break week, but I'm looking at lots of "unplanned fun". So, I suppose our week holds promise of great times.
Enjoy your time away from long days and crazy schedules.
Tuesday, March 10
I Need My Hour BACK!!!
Honestly, one little hour should not make a huge difference. But, I have been tired since Sunday. I also keep having to explain to Caleb why we have to get ready for school while it is dark outside. Although, I'm not quite sure why he is concerned. He has never seen the point in waiting on the sun to get out of bed.
I might be tired for more reasons than the time change, though. I traveled to Memphis this weekend for a weekend with SLAM. I am truly sorry if it is annoying to anyone that we continue to refer to ourselves in this Jr. High manner. But, it's just easier. And, let's just be honest, when we get together we act like we are still in Jr. High.
Here is proof.
This is what we did while Laney was looking for children's bedding in Target. Only those who "get" Jr. High humor would pretend to sleep in the patio furniture on display in Target.
I love my time with my friends. We have been friends since 8th grade. At that time, we began the tradition of a Christmas party which we have carried on to this day. However, once children came into the picture, our "Christmas" didn't necessarily land ON Christmas. One year, I believe we celebrated mid-February. But, we have been adamant about having our time together. Sadly, though, most years, our Christmas gathering was the only time we all got together.
Since Jason's death, we have gotten together 3 times. Amazing! While I am so very thankful for our visits, I just wonder why it takes a tragedy to realize the importance of friendships.
I just want to share briefly a little bit about our last visit to Memphis. It was years ago. Macy was single then. She and a friend wanted to show us all that Memphis had to offer, so they took us down town to a Loyko (I forgot how to spell it) performance. If memory serves me correctly, Macy's sweet friend was VERY excited about the cultural experience that we were going to enjoy.
We had no clue what to expect other than music of some type. Oh my goodness, we needed more warning. The group surged the stage wearing the tightest pants I have ever seen on men. They also had very long, very frizzy dark hair. And, can I just tell you, they were EXCITED about their music. The four of us did what we were sure everyone else in the theater would do -- LAUGHED UNCONTROLLABLY.
However, no one else was laughing. They were quite mesmerized by the performance. Our attempt to stop laughing only made it worse and our inside laughter shook the entire row of seats. And, when Macy took out paper and pen to start writing notes, I knew I was done. We are still unsure why we didn't just leave. Even after intermission, we paraded back into our seats (I'm sure those around us were thrilled) for more. The insane group of people that we were a part of even asked for an encore. It was the longest show of my life -- but it has provided laughter for us for many years.
This year, Macy redeemed herself with tickets to the Orpheum, and the show was fabulous -- SERIOUSLY!
Wearing our feather boas, we received many stares as we walked throughout downtown and into the theater. But, we are accustomed to being stared at. Most of the time, people stare at us because we are acting ridiculous. But, I also know that many watch us because our friendship is an oddity.
I have come to realize that so many people just don't have close friends. And, those that do, usually haven't had them for over 15 years. So, for whatever reason God chose to include me in this very special friendship, I am eternally grateful. Sadly, sometimes, the manifestation of that gratefulness is obnoxious behavior (or lengthy posts).
But, oh well, it's a small price to pay. Can't wait till the next visit, girls. Laney, you and McComb have big shoes to fill.
I might be tired for more reasons than the time change, though. I traveled to Memphis this weekend for a weekend with SLAM. I am truly sorry if it is annoying to anyone that we continue to refer to ourselves in this Jr. High manner. But, it's just easier. And, let's just be honest, when we get together we act like we are still in Jr. High.
Here is proof.
This is what we did while Laney was looking for children's bedding in Target. Only those who "get" Jr. High humor would pretend to sleep in the patio furniture on display in Target.
I love my time with my friends. We have been friends since 8th grade. At that time, we began the tradition of a Christmas party which we have carried on to this day. However, once children came into the picture, our "Christmas" didn't necessarily land ON Christmas. One year, I believe we celebrated mid-February. But, we have been adamant about having our time together. Sadly, though, most years, our Christmas gathering was the only time we all got together.
Since Jason's death, we have gotten together 3 times. Amazing! While I am so very thankful for our visits, I just wonder why it takes a tragedy to realize the importance of friendships.
I just want to share briefly a little bit about our last visit to Memphis. It was years ago. Macy was single then. She and a friend wanted to show us all that Memphis had to offer, so they took us down town to a Loyko (I forgot how to spell it) performance. If memory serves me correctly, Macy's sweet friend was VERY excited about the cultural experience that we were going to enjoy.
We had no clue what to expect other than music of some type. Oh my goodness, we needed more warning. The group surged the stage wearing the tightest pants I have ever seen on men. They also had very long, very frizzy dark hair. And, can I just tell you, they were EXCITED about their music. The four of us did what we were sure everyone else in the theater would do -- LAUGHED UNCONTROLLABLY.
However, no one else was laughing. They were quite mesmerized by the performance. Our attempt to stop laughing only made it worse and our inside laughter shook the entire row of seats. And, when Macy took out paper and pen to start writing notes, I knew I was done. We are still unsure why we didn't just leave. Even after intermission, we paraded back into our seats (I'm sure those around us were thrilled) for more. The insane group of people that we were a part of even asked for an encore. It was the longest show of my life -- but it has provided laughter for us for many years.
This year, Macy redeemed herself with tickets to the Orpheum, and the show was fabulous -- SERIOUSLY!
Wearing our feather boas, we received many stares as we walked throughout downtown and into the theater. But, we are accustomed to being stared at. Most of the time, people stare at us because we are acting ridiculous. But, I also know that many watch us because our friendship is an oddity.
I have come to realize that so many people just don't have close friends. And, those that do, usually haven't had them for over 15 years. So, for whatever reason God chose to include me in this very special friendship, I am eternally grateful. Sadly, sometimes, the manifestation of that gratefulness is obnoxious behavior (or lengthy posts).
But, oh well, it's a small price to pay. Can't wait till the next visit, girls. Laney, you and McComb have big shoes to fill.
Tuesday, March 3
Four Wonderful Years with Collin
I have been trying to get to the computer for days to write this post. We celebrated Collin's fourth birthday on Sunday. We did it Indiana Jones style.
On February 28th 2005, at approximately 8:15 p.m., my water broke while I was playing Bunko. I was rushed home by a group of friends and then rushed to the hospital with Scotty. Collin arrived at 12:01 a.m. on March 1st.
I clearly had some emotional issues with Caleb and did not have that glorious "I love this child" feeling immediately. But,my memories of Collin's birth are laced with that feeling. I could barely fall asleep that late night because I felt so happy.
Another difference was his personality. Now, obviously, no major personalities were evident during those first few moments. But, Collin was just peaceful and content during our time at the hospital and that continued throughout his first year. He was such a happy baby. He slept through the night between two and three months and rarely fussed. Now, you know I LOVE my Caleb. But, this baby's easiness was a welcomed surprise.
Anyone who knows Collin is grinning right about now, because you know that he has also brought a number of surprises that were not so welcomed. At one year, Collin turned into wild child -- still a very happy child -- but not easy anymore. My sister used to say that "he tricked us" and just made us think that he was easy going. Once he turned 18 months old, he required more than one pair of eyes watching him at all times. On THREE different occasions, he escaped from the play room of various fast food establishments, and I found him heading to the parking lot. One time, I'm humiliated to say, I retrieved him FROM the parking lot.
However you look at it, though, Collin Rogers is such a gift. His smile can turn every bad emotion into a happy one. One can only feel loved when Collin hugs you... with both arms and legs. He loves life, and I wish I could be a little bit more like Collin most days.
I will be forever grateful that God chose me to be Collin's mother.
On February 28th 2005, at approximately 8:15 p.m., my water broke while I was playing Bunko. I was rushed home by a group of friends and then rushed to the hospital with Scotty. Collin arrived at 12:01 a.m. on March 1st.
I clearly had some emotional issues with Caleb and did not have that glorious "I love this child" feeling immediately. But,my memories of Collin's birth are laced with that feeling. I could barely fall asleep that late night because I felt so happy.
Another difference was his personality. Now, obviously, no major personalities were evident during those first few moments. But, Collin was just peaceful and content during our time at the hospital and that continued throughout his first year. He was such a happy baby. He slept through the night between two and three months and rarely fussed. Now, you know I LOVE my Caleb. But, this baby's easiness was a welcomed surprise.
Anyone who knows Collin is grinning right about now, because you know that he has also brought a number of surprises that were not so welcomed. At one year, Collin turned into wild child -- still a very happy child -- but not easy anymore. My sister used to say that "he tricked us" and just made us think that he was easy going. Once he turned 18 months old, he required more than one pair of eyes watching him at all times. On THREE different occasions, he escaped from the play room of various fast food establishments, and I found him heading to the parking lot. One time, I'm humiliated to say, I retrieved him FROM the parking lot.
However you look at it, though, Collin Rogers is such a gift. His smile can turn every bad emotion into a happy one. One can only feel loved when Collin hugs you... with both arms and legs. He loves life, and I wish I could be a little bit more like Collin most days.
I will be forever grateful that God chose me to be Collin's mother.
Saturday, February 21
My Sister, the Celebrity
My sister and I are so very different. She is EXTREMELY dramatic and I am, well, NOT. At all!
When we were younger -- probably during teenage years -- I remember telling people that she was going to end up heading out to California and making it big in the movie business. And, she could have. The girl can tell a story.
After she and Jeremy were married, they did move out to California. Jeremy joined the Army and was in language school in Monterrey. I was convinced that the "right person" was going to spot her, and she'd have her big break.
Well, it didn't happen. But, she's found a way to become a celebrity.
Jeremy emailed a week or so ago to tell us that Alyson had been chosen as "the face" for Barnes hospital (she is one of their nurses). We logged onto the site of a St. Louis television station to see her beautiful face on an advertisement for the hospital.
Tonight, Jeremy emailed again to let us know that Alyson and her face have "gone national".
If you ask me, they couldn't have chosen a better face.
When we were younger -- probably during teenage years -- I remember telling people that she was going to end up heading out to California and making it big in the movie business. And, she could have. The girl can tell a story.
After she and Jeremy were married, they did move out to California. Jeremy joined the Army and was in language school in Monterrey. I was convinced that the "right person" was going to spot her, and she'd have her big break.
Well, it didn't happen. But, she's found a way to become a celebrity.
Jeremy emailed a week or so ago to tell us that Alyson had been chosen as "the face" for Barnes hospital (she is one of their nurses). We logged onto the site of a St. Louis television station to see her beautiful face on an advertisement for the hospital.
Tonight, Jeremy emailed again to let us know that Alyson and her face have "gone national".
If you ask me, they couldn't have chosen a better face.
Monday, February 16
I Do Encourage Sharing
There is not much to update from the Rogers' house. Caleb stopped running fever on Thursday but, of course, stayed home on Friday.
Everyone was well on Saturday.
Sunday morning, Collin woke up with fever and began feeling pretty poorly that afternoon. FLU!
Claire woke up this morning with fever. She hasn't begun to really feel yucky yet, but I am willing to bet... FLU!
My children share so well. I couldn't be more proud!
The bad news is that I am probably a sure bet to get it, because I just can't stop holding and cuddling my sick children. They NEVER let me do it otherwise.
The good news is -- MeMe Janet comes tomorrow. Fabulous! Scotty is going out of town, so she had already planned to spend some time with us. It couldn't have come at a better time.
Let's just pray the adult version of those !@*beep!@* flu shots work.
Everyone was well on Saturday.
Sunday morning, Collin woke up with fever and began feeling pretty poorly that afternoon. FLU!
Claire woke up this morning with fever. She hasn't begun to really feel yucky yet, but I am willing to bet... FLU!
My children share so well. I couldn't be more proud!
The bad news is that I am probably a sure bet to get it, because I just can't stop holding and cuddling my sick children. They NEVER let me do it otherwise.
The good news is -- MeMe Janet comes tomorrow. Fabulous! Scotty is going out of town, so she had already planned to spend some time with us. It couldn't have come at a better time.
Let's just pray the adult version of those !@*beep!@* flu shots work.
Wednesday, February 11
A Perfect Day
Yesterday, I never would have believed that it could happen. But, today was FABULOUS.
You heard me correctly. The same person that spent an entire, lengthy post whining just yesterday is bragging about our perfect day today.
Caleb did wake up at 5:00 this morning with major fever. His head was pounding and his entire body was burning up. Motrin worked beautifully and quickly. But, the best news is that Collin and Claire are still flu-free.
Collin pitched a mild fit around 8:00 when he realized Caleb was missing school and I intended to take him to school. So, I responded completely uncharacteristically and I said, "O.K., we'll all stay home."
There was absolutely no reason for Collin to go to school for only 3 hours, but I was still a little nervous that I had made a very bad decision. However, Caleb and Collin thoroughly enjoyed each other today. They played some Wii (shocker), watched a movie, set up the train track and played trains and dressed up for hours. They were so much fun to watch.
On top of that, Claire slept from 10:15 until 2:30.
When Scotty came home for supper, I warned him that, "they might be running out of good", but the goodness continued on through the evening.
Now, tomorrow might be the worst day in the history of bad days, but I'm ready for it. We were blessed with such happy children today, so this memory will keep me going for a while.
You heard me correctly. The same person that spent an entire, lengthy post whining just yesterday is bragging about our perfect day today.
Caleb did wake up at 5:00 this morning with major fever. His head was pounding and his entire body was burning up. Motrin worked beautifully and quickly. But, the best news is that Collin and Claire are still flu-free.
Collin pitched a mild fit around 8:00 when he realized Caleb was missing school and I intended to take him to school. So, I responded completely uncharacteristically and I said, "O.K., we'll all stay home."
There was absolutely no reason for Collin to go to school for only 3 hours, but I was still a little nervous that I had made a very bad decision. However, Caleb and Collin thoroughly enjoyed each other today. They played some Wii (shocker), watched a movie, set up the train track and played trains and dressed up for hours. They were so much fun to watch.
On top of that, Claire slept from 10:15 until 2:30.
When Scotty came home for supper, I warned him that, "they might be running out of good", but the goodness continued on through the evening.
Now, tomorrow might be the worst day in the history of bad days, but I'm ready for it. We were blessed with such happy children today, so this memory will keep me going for a while.
Tuesday, February 10
WARNING! This Blog Contains Much Complaining...
I'm not even sure where to start. Just as I was beginning to offer up much thanks that we have missed out on some of the various illnesses moving through our community, the Rogers household has received our share of sickness.
As many of you know, Scotty drives a school bus in the morning so that we can be covered by the State Insurance Plan. In the four years that he has done this, the coverage has been well worth the extra work that he does. Even with the high deductible, we have saved A LOT of money because we have this policy.
It looks like we might meet our 2009 deductible during the month of February which is a record even for us.
Let me just give you the short list...
- Last Monday, Collin and Claire visited their doctor for a croopy cough and yucky snot (sorry to be so gross, but I'm tired and can't come up with a more creative word for snot). So, that's two office visits and 4 prescriptions. $$
- On Wednesday, I went to see my doctor. My pap smear (sorry, guys!) back in July showed abnormal cells, so they needed to do it again. I was happy to do this, because I had so many questions about my headaches, tiredness, etc. Yes, we'd have to pay more money, but maybe I'd get some answers. Well, make that another office visit, two prescriptions and no real answers. $$$
- Friday morning, Scotty's back began to hurt him so badly that he agreed to go visit my chiropractor. He has posted some information on what is going on with him. But, for the purposes of my blog, that is another office visit. AND, Dr. Taylor will need to see him twice a week for the next four weeks and once a week after that. $$$$
STAY WITH ME, THERE'S EVEN MORE!
- Last night, Caleb ran a high fever. He has been coughing but had not complained of feeling poorly. This morning, he woke up with fever again, and his chest hurt. It's...the FLU. Why not?! You guessed it, another office visit and 5 prescriptions. Dr. Purvis went ahead and wrote prescriptions for Collin and Claire in case they come down with flu like symptoms. Did you notice that I said "if" they come down with flu like symptoms? Who am I kidding..."WHEN" they come down with the symptoms. $$$$$
- And, finally, Claire will see a neurologist on Friday morning. We have known about this visit for a while. Due to the fact that she had two febrile seizures within 6 months, they just want us to go ahead and see a neurologist to rule out anything more serious. Our deductible is a wopping $2300, but I'll bet a neurologist fee and a few scans will get us there no problem. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
You won't even believe it, but just now, as I'm typing this whiny post, my doctor's office called to tell me that my second pap smear came back with the same abnormal cells. OF COURSE IT DID!!! So, they will need to do a biopsy.
Wow. Or, as Collin says, "Golleash!" If the bank account ever recovers, I'm not sure that I will. Now, to some degree, you know that I am kidding. There are many people who would love to trade their woes for mine. But, if it's all the same to you, right now I'm just going to whine.
Because I can't think of any great words of wisdom to end with, and I hate that I have complained through one whole post, please go read some good news at this site. I pray that this is the first of LOTS of good news for this precious family. "He GIVES and takes away."
BLESSED BE THE NAME OF THE LORD!!!
As many of you know, Scotty drives a school bus in the morning so that we can be covered by the State Insurance Plan. In the four years that he has done this, the coverage has been well worth the extra work that he does. Even with the high deductible, we have saved A LOT of money because we have this policy.
It looks like we might meet our 2009 deductible during the month of February which is a record even for us.
Let me just give you the short list...
- Last Monday, Collin and Claire visited their doctor for a croopy cough and yucky snot (sorry to be so gross, but I'm tired and can't come up with a more creative word for snot). So, that's two office visits and 4 prescriptions. $$
- On Wednesday, I went to see my doctor. My pap smear (sorry, guys!) back in July showed abnormal cells, so they needed to do it again. I was happy to do this, because I had so many questions about my headaches, tiredness, etc. Yes, we'd have to pay more money, but maybe I'd get some answers. Well, make that another office visit, two prescriptions and no real answers. $$$
- Friday morning, Scotty's back began to hurt him so badly that he agreed to go visit my chiropractor. He has posted some information on what is going on with him. But, for the purposes of my blog, that is another office visit. AND, Dr. Taylor will need to see him twice a week for the next four weeks and once a week after that. $$$$
STAY WITH ME, THERE'S EVEN MORE!
- Last night, Caleb ran a high fever. He has been coughing but had not complained of feeling poorly. This morning, he woke up with fever again, and his chest hurt. It's...the FLU. Why not?! You guessed it, another office visit and 5 prescriptions. Dr. Purvis went ahead and wrote prescriptions for Collin and Claire in case they come down with flu like symptoms. Did you notice that I said "if" they come down with flu like symptoms? Who am I kidding..."WHEN" they come down with the symptoms. $$$$$
- And, finally, Claire will see a neurologist on Friday morning. We have known about this visit for a while. Due to the fact that she had two febrile seizures within 6 months, they just want us to go ahead and see a neurologist to rule out anything more serious. Our deductible is a wopping $2300, but I'll bet a neurologist fee and a few scans will get us there no problem. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
You won't even believe it, but just now, as I'm typing this whiny post, my doctor's office called to tell me that my second pap smear came back with the same abnormal cells. OF COURSE IT DID!!! So, they will need to do a biopsy.
Wow. Or, as Collin says, "Golleash!" If the bank account ever recovers, I'm not sure that I will. Now, to some degree, you know that I am kidding. There are many people who would love to trade their woes for mine. But, if it's all the same to you, right now I'm just going to whine.
Because I can't think of any great words of wisdom to end with, and I hate that I have complained through one whole post, please go read some good news at this site. I pray that this is the first of LOTS of good news for this precious family. "He GIVES and takes away."
BLESSED BE THE NAME OF THE LORD!!!
Tuesday, February 3
Reality Crashes In
It's gorgeous outside (well, cold, but still pretty). On days like today, I usually feel like being productive. When it's beautiful outside, I typically want to make it beautiful inside and begin to clean. I have Bunko at my house on Thursday night, so I NEED to clean today, but my body says, "no".
On Saturday, I came home from teaching my class at the healthplex and got a MAJOR migraine. I was in the bed most of the day. While the migraine is gone, a mild headache is lingering.
Yesterday, I took Collin and Claire to the doctor. Two hours and four prescriptions later, I found out that they each have a major case of the "crud". Claire has a bit of an infection with hers. Lovely!
This morning, I felt very ill while teaching my cycle class. Whether it was emotional illness or physical illness, I'm still unsure. But, I wanted to climb off the bike and jump back in bed nonetheless.
So, I'm wondering, when "Mama said there'd be days like this..." is this what she meant?
Then, I noticed that the terminology being used to describe the way I am feeling and the possible causes of my discomfort was undesirable to say the least. People are throwing around words like, "hormone changes" and using phrases like, "altering your exercise as you get older". Older? Me? Really?
So, even though I need to be cleaning my house today, I'm going to take some time to rest first. Why? Because I'm old...apparently. And, for that reality to set in, I'm going to need to prepare myself.
On Saturday, I came home from teaching my class at the healthplex and got a MAJOR migraine. I was in the bed most of the day. While the migraine is gone, a mild headache is lingering.
Yesterday, I took Collin and Claire to the doctor. Two hours and four prescriptions later, I found out that they each have a major case of the "crud". Claire has a bit of an infection with hers. Lovely!
This morning, I felt very ill while teaching my cycle class. Whether it was emotional illness or physical illness, I'm still unsure. But, I wanted to climb off the bike and jump back in bed nonetheless.
So, I'm wondering, when "Mama said there'd be days like this..." is this what she meant?
Then, I noticed that the terminology being used to describe the way I am feeling and the possible causes of my discomfort was undesirable to say the least. People are throwing around words like, "hormone changes" and using phrases like, "altering your exercise as you get older". Older? Me? Really?
So, even though I need to be cleaning my house today, I'm going to take some time to rest first. Why? Because I'm old...apparently. And, for that reality to set in, I'm going to need to prepare myself.
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