I went in for my 'annual checkup' last week. On Friday, I had to go back so I could have a fasting blood test done. I got a call yesterday morning with the test results.
Not good.
My thyroid levels are low - again. My doc did send in for a new dosage, so we'll see if that helps. My good cholesterol is too low, my bad cholesterol and trygs are too high, and my blood sugar is high. Everything is "just a little" high or low. According to the nurse practitioner who I'd had my appointment with, most of these issues can be caused just by my thyroid being off. It could also explain why my anxiety attacks have been more frequent
It's frustrating, especially since losing weight is supposed to help get the numbers back in check. Even my bp was up a little more than usual at my appointment.
I go back to see my family practice doc in 2 weeks to see if the thyroid meds are helping enough and to determine what to do next.
I'm hoping for another good number at TOPS this week since I'm still being pretty good about watching what I'm eating. I need to get back to exercising a little bit more than what I have been this past week even though I haven't felt up to it much (another side effect of my thyroid - fatigue). Last week I dropped 4 1/4 pounds - bringing me back up to a 26 pound loss since I joined last year. I'm aiming for 30 pounds total by my 1 year anniversary **fingers crossed**
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Saturday, January 28, 2012
CRAM SESSION!!
Yes, it's 3:30am and I am blogging. Why, you may ask?
Cuz I'm a horrible procrastinator.
You'd think since I took a class specifically about time management, I'd be able to apply some of those skills. But instead, I make notes for 2 weeks on what my project for my Project Management course is going to be, then spend the entire day (and night!) before it's due plugging away and finishing it. It's looking amazing, but still... I have to be sure not to do this with my next project (which I haven't started, but isn't due until March, and we haven't gotten the details on it yet)!!
I'm just taking a little break and letting my mind rest a moment. It's not like I haven't slept. I went to bed at 1015 and asked my hubby to set the alarm for midnight so I could get a short nap in. Maybe if I get my powerpoint done and the paper itself thrown together I can get another nap in before my 8am class. (Yes, a Saturday class, but I'm done by 2 and it's only 2 days total.)
I'm thinking maybe some coffee or a snack would be good... just wondering how I'm gonna count my calories for this, being up all night, and not getting a workout in yesterday since I spent all day glued to my text book (when I wasn't doing this, that, and the other for Scrappy man. For the most part he was content, though, because I let him play Monster Jams on Wii after watching cartoons for a while.)
Well, time to get back at it!! :)
Cuz I'm a horrible procrastinator.
You'd think since I took a class specifically about time management, I'd be able to apply some of those skills. But instead, I make notes for 2 weeks on what my project for my Project Management course is going to be, then spend the entire day (and night!) before it's due plugging away and finishing it. It's looking amazing, but still... I have to be sure not to do this with my next project (which I haven't started, but isn't due until March, and we haven't gotten the details on it yet)!!
I'm just taking a little break and letting my mind rest a moment. It's not like I haven't slept. I went to bed at 1015 and asked my hubby to set the alarm for midnight so I could get a short nap in. Maybe if I get my powerpoint done and the paper itself thrown together I can get another nap in before my 8am class. (Yes, a Saturday class, but I'm done by 2 and it's only 2 days total.)
I'm thinking maybe some coffee or a snack would be good... just wondering how I'm gonna count my calories for this, being up all night, and not getting a workout in yesterday since I spent all day glued to my text book (when I wasn't doing this, that, and the other for Scrappy man. For the most part he was content, though, because I let him play Monster Jams on Wii after watching cartoons for a while.)
Well, time to get back at it!! :)
Friday, January 27, 2012
Progress!
Feeling a lot better! My wonderful hubby brought home some cough drops and real Kleenex for me since my poor nose was so sore from using cheap tissues. He let me just rest and he wrangled the kids for the night on Wednesday night.
Even though I still had a little bit of a cough, I still went to TOPS yesterday. I'm glad I did! I had a good feeling about the weigh in because I've been diligent about tracking everything I eat and been getting workouts in at least 4 times per week. I aim for a minimum of 30 minutes, but have actually been getting an hour or more most days!! There are certain show I just LOVE to watch, so I set up the Wii for Free Step and do that while I watch tv. The maximum time it can be set for is 30 minutes, so sometimes when the 30 minutes is up, I'll reset it for another 20-30 minutes. It must be working cuz this week I lost 3 1/2 pounds - yay!!!!
My total loss now is at 22 pounds. The past month and a half before this hadn't been the best, but I'm back on track and hoping to be over the 30 pound mark by my 1 year anniversary with TOPS, which is March 24. I think I can do it!!!
I've stopped using http://www.fitday.com/ because most of the food values need to entered manually and it's too time consuming trying to figure out all of the calorie counts. A friend referred me to another website which is now in my 'favorites' bar and is an absolute necessity for me - http://www.myfitnesspal.com/ . I love that you can join discussion boards and request friends. It also has an extensive database of foods already entered, as well as exercises. The daily goal already has subtracted out the calories needed for weight loss. If you have extra calories left at the end of the day, or you 'earn' extra calories by exercising, it tells you how much weight-loss progress you would make over the next 5 weeks. If you haven't checked it out, I highly recommend it.
I invite anyone reading this (if there is) to try out http://www.myfitnesspal.com/ for ONE WEEK and see what kinds of results it gives you! Feel free to send me a 'friend request' (yes it's kinda like facebook in that) at mindy_shs.
And now I'm off to cram on my homework - I've been procrastinating too much on it lately, and now it's due tomorrow :(
Even though I still had a little bit of a cough, I still went to TOPS yesterday. I'm glad I did! I had a good feeling about the weigh in because I've been diligent about tracking everything I eat and been getting workouts in at least 4 times per week. I aim for a minimum of 30 minutes, but have actually been getting an hour or more most days!! There are certain show I just LOVE to watch, so I set up the Wii for Free Step and do that while I watch tv. The maximum time it can be set for is 30 minutes, so sometimes when the 30 minutes is up, I'll reset it for another 20-30 minutes. It must be working cuz this week I lost 3 1/2 pounds - yay!!!!
My total loss now is at 22 pounds. The past month and a half before this hadn't been the best, but I'm back on track and hoping to be over the 30 pound mark by my 1 year anniversary with TOPS, which is March 24. I think I can do it!!!
I've stopped using http://www.fitday.com/ because most of the food values need to entered manually and it's too time consuming trying to figure out all of the calorie counts. A friend referred me to another website which is now in my 'favorites' bar and is an absolute necessity for me - http://www.myfitnesspal.com/ . I love that you can join discussion boards and request friends. It also has an extensive database of foods already entered, as well as exercises. The daily goal already has subtracted out the calories needed for weight loss. If you have extra calories left at the end of the day, or you 'earn' extra calories by exercising, it tells you how much weight-loss progress you would make over the next 5 weeks. If you haven't checked it out, I highly recommend it.
I invite anyone reading this (if there is) to try out http://www.myfitnesspal.com/ for ONE WEEK and see what kinds of results it gives you! Feel free to send me a 'friend request' (yes it's kinda like facebook in that) at mindy_shs.
And now I'm off to cram on my homework - I've been procrastinating too much on it lately, and now it's due tomorrow :(
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Taking a Sick Day...
I know. Mommies don't get sick days. But I'm still trying. Taking it easy and letting things around the house slide today. It started with a cough and little bit of a stuffy nose last night. This morning I woke up with a horrid sinus headache, coughing, sneezing, and completely stuffed up. I took a couple ibuprofen, but that didn't help much. I even tried my netipot, which almost always takes care of it, but not today :(
After dropping Beau off at school, Scrappy and I came home and I turned on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for him. I set him up with some cereal (which he will only eat dry - if I put milk on it, he refuses!) and his PediaSure, and he let me doze in the recliner until that was over. I turned on Umizoomi after that, and he went back to playing with his monster trucks and watched that while I dozed a little more.
This afternoon he's getting a little crabby and restless. He keeps asking when Beau is going to be home and insists that we go get her now! She'll be out of school soon, so he'll have someone to play with. I'm hoping he takes a nap after we get home. I had to wake him up from his nap early yesterday so we could go pick Beau up, and Scrappy was not a happy camper for the rest of the night. He threw a complete tantrum in the car, all through the grocery store, and back at home again. I really wish I could let him go outside to play, but he's supposed to be taking it easy for another week still. As it was, his tantrum caused his nose to start bleeding again.
I'm hoping to get another nap in too. I cheated for lunch and just made a can of soup for me, and a pb sandwich for Scrappy. Tonight's supper is just going to be leftovers since hubby is working late. Scrappy doesn't eat much anyway, and Beau is pretty happy with a can of spaghetti-o's.
I am really hoping this cold doesn't last long :( Hubby is bringing home more kleenex and cough drops for me tonight. I'll be fine as long as I don't run a fever - if I do, then I'll have to go in and get checked since we don't need Scrappy getting sick!!
After dropping Beau off at school, Scrappy and I came home and I turned on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for him. I set him up with some cereal (which he will only eat dry - if I put milk on it, he refuses!) and his PediaSure, and he let me doze in the recliner until that was over. I turned on Umizoomi after that, and he went back to playing with his monster trucks and watched that while I dozed a little more.
This afternoon he's getting a little crabby and restless. He keeps asking when Beau is going to be home and insists that we go get her now! She'll be out of school soon, so he'll have someone to play with. I'm hoping he takes a nap after we get home. I had to wake him up from his nap early yesterday so we could go pick Beau up, and Scrappy was not a happy camper for the rest of the night. He threw a complete tantrum in the car, all through the grocery store, and back at home again. I really wish I could let him go outside to play, but he's supposed to be taking it easy for another week still. As it was, his tantrum caused his nose to start bleeding again.
I'm hoping to get another nap in too. I cheated for lunch and just made a can of soup for me, and a pb sandwich for Scrappy. Tonight's supper is just going to be leftovers since hubby is working late. Scrappy doesn't eat much anyway, and Beau is pretty happy with a can of spaghetti-o's.
I am really hoping this cold doesn't last long :( Hubby is bringing home more kleenex and cough drops for me tonight. I'll be fine as long as I don't run a fever - if I do, then I'll have to go in and get checked since we don't need Scrappy getting sick!!
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Finally winter? and Scrappy's surgery
The house is settling down after a busy week. I feel like I'm finally getting caught up on the sleep I missed this week, but my whole sleep schedule is out the window :/
Tuesday night I had to call the hospital to find out what time Scrappy's surgery was. Beau was going to stay at my sister's for the night since we usually have a 6am report time and Beau still had school. (She's already missed enough. I kept her home all of Thanksgiving week because it was a short week and we were trying to prepare the kids for what to expect at the funeral.) We tentatively planned for her to stay there Wednesday night too since we didn't know if the surgery would be inpatient or outpatient (it was initially scheduled for outpatient). Very glad we, too!!
He was scheduled to report at 12:30 pm. Most adults would have trouble fasting that long, let alone a 3 1/2 year old! He couldn't have anything after 4:30 am, and I wasn't sure how we were going to handle it at first. After discussing it with my hubby, we decided to keep Scrappy up as late as possible. Then he would be able to eat later and would hopefully sleep until we had to leave. And it worked! He crashed about 2 am and slept until we woke him up to get him ready. Long story short, because of an emergency being squeezed in ahead of him, Scrappy didn't end up getting taken back for surgery until 4:30pm. We felt so bad for the little guy, not being able to eat or drink anything. Since he got out of surgery so late, he ended up being inpatient.
Of course, he didn't want to sleep in the big hospital bed by himself - he wanted Mommy to snuggle with him. That was one of the worst night's sleep I've had in a long time - only being able to sleep on one side, being woken several times a night either by nurses checking on him, giving him nebby treatments, or him kicking me. I looked forward to sleeping in my own bed Thursday night. He ended up sleeping between us so he wouldn't bump his nose on anything and so we could keep him elevated. Here's Scraps with his Buppy (puppy-bear), who went into surgery with him
And Big Bear.
For the next 2 weeks, the little man is supposed to take it easy - no rough housing or overexertion. Which means no playing in the snow we finally got. I'm not sure of the official count, but as of 8:30 am yesterday we had 4 inches of snow, and it kept snowing lightly all day.
This is the view out our back door.
I was hoping things would turn around yesterday and I'd get a much-needed break in luck. I had no plans to leave the house since Beau was home because of Staff Development Day.
Yeah right. I should know better.
It seemed most things I tried to do yesterday backfired on me. I went out to try to snow blow the patio, driveways, and sidewalks since hubby had been at work all day. I tried several times but just couldn't get it started, so I gave up and shoveled some by hand. When hubby got home, he got it started right away (apparently the circuit to the outlet wasn't turned on. I didn't know it wasn't on). When I came in from shoveling, I thought coffee sounded great - and then the filter capsized and got grounds in my coffee :/ Grrrr.
Comfort food for supper - potato soup and baking powder biscuits.... Made them so many times, didn't think I could ever mess those two up.
Hahaha - again, yeah right!
I was distracted talking to my buddy while I was making the biscuits - and totally screwed them up by not adding enough flour. Of course, I didn't realize it until after I added the liquids. So instead of light and fluffy biscuits, they were kinda flat. At least they still tasted good!!
The conversation I'd been having all day with my kids continued after my buddy left and I was finishing up the soup.
Beau: MOOOOM!! Scrappy is doing it again (annoying her or getting into something of hers)
Me: Scrappy stop it!
Scrappy: Mommy! My want UP!
Me: I'm trying to ______ (make supper). Go play with your (monster trucks/cars/puzzles/trains)
Scrappy: My not like you. My want Daddy.
Beau: MOM! He's doing it again!!
and on and on and on.
As a result of Mama being distracted, thickening up the soup didn't go as planned. I thought it looked kind of odd as I added the corn starch to the soup - why was it foaming up so much? And it's not thickening up - how much more do I need to add.
Then I looked in my hand - and realized I had grabbed the baking powder instead of the corn starch! Really?? UGH! At least the soup still came out tasting good.
Today Scrappy had a bit of a fever and hubby worked all day, so we just had a quiet day at home. I didn't get much done today, but that's ok. I got my workout in - I only missed Wednesday and Thursday doing them this week, but have done more than an hour most other days :) Looking forward to TOPS weigh in next week!!
Tuesday night I had to call the hospital to find out what time Scrappy's surgery was. Beau was going to stay at my sister's for the night since we usually have a 6am report time and Beau still had school. (She's already missed enough. I kept her home all of Thanksgiving week because it was a short week and we were trying to prepare the kids for what to expect at the funeral.) We tentatively planned for her to stay there Wednesday night too since we didn't know if the surgery would be inpatient or outpatient (it was initially scheduled for outpatient). Very glad we, too!!
He was scheduled to report at 12:30 pm. Most adults would have trouble fasting that long, let alone a 3 1/2 year old! He couldn't have anything after 4:30 am, and I wasn't sure how we were going to handle it at first. After discussing it with my hubby, we decided to keep Scrappy up as late as possible. Then he would be able to eat later and would hopefully sleep until we had to leave. And it worked! He crashed about 2 am and slept until we woke him up to get him ready. Long story short, because of an emergency being squeezed in ahead of him, Scrappy didn't end up getting taken back for surgery until 4:30pm. We felt so bad for the little guy, not being able to eat or drink anything. Since he got out of surgery so late, he ended up being inpatient.
Of course, he didn't want to sleep in the big hospital bed by himself - he wanted Mommy to snuggle with him. That was one of the worst night's sleep I've had in a long time - only being able to sleep on one side, being woken several times a night either by nurses checking on him, giving him nebby treatments, or him kicking me. I looked forward to sleeping in my own bed Thursday night. He ended up sleeping between us so he wouldn't bump his nose on anything and so we could keep him elevated. Here's Scraps with his Buppy (puppy-bear), who went into surgery with him
This is the view out our back door.
I was hoping things would turn around yesterday and I'd get a much-needed break in luck. I had no plans to leave the house since Beau was home because of Staff Development Day.
Yeah right. I should know better.
It seemed most things I tried to do yesterday backfired on me. I went out to try to snow blow the patio, driveways, and sidewalks since hubby had been at work all day. I tried several times but just couldn't get it started, so I gave up and shoveled some by hand. When hubby got home, he got it started right away (apparently the circuit to the outlet wasn't turned on. I didn't know it wasn't on). When I came in from shoveling, I thought coffee sounded great - and then the filter capsized and got grounds in my coffee :/ Grrrr.
Comfort food for supper - potato soup and baking powder biscuits.... Made them so many times, didn't think I could ever mess those two up.
Hahaha - again, yeah right!
I was distracted talking to my buddy while I was making the biscuits - and totally screwed them up by not adding enough flour. Of course, I didn't realize it until after I added the liquids. So instead of light and fluffy biscuits, they were kinda flat. At least they still tasted good!!
The conversation I'd been having all day with my kids continued after my buddy left and I was finishing up the soup.
Beau: MOOOOM!! Scrappy is doing it again (annoying her or getting into something of hers)
Me: Scrappy stop it!
Scrappy: Mommy! My want UP!
Me: I'm trying to ______ (make supper). Go play with your (monster trucks/cars/puzzles/trains)
Scrappy: My not like you. My want Daddy.
Beau: MOM! He's doing it again!!
and on and on and on.
As a result of Mama being distracted, thickening up the soup didn't go as planned. I thought it looked kind of odd as I added the corn starch to the soup - why was it foaming up so much? And it's not thickening up - how much more do I need to add.
Then I looked in my hand - and realized I had grabbed the baking powder instead of the corn starch! Really?? UGH! At least the soup still came out tasting good.
Today Scrappy had a bit of a fever and hubby worked all day, so we just had a quiet day at home. I didn't get much done today, but that's ok. I got my workout in - I only missed Wednesday and Thursday doing them this week, but have done more than an hour most other days :) Looking forward to TOPS weigh in next week!!
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Letting Go.....
After spending all morning in class, I went to see a dear friend and offer my condolences as she said goodbye to her brother. He had also been a good friend many years ago before we lost touch. It's still hard to believe he's gone. It's harder still to try to understand why... I paid my respects, gave my love to his parents and siblings, and I had to leave. It's just too soon for me. This hits so close to home, and my wounds are still healing.... I think they will be for a long time....
I have avoided writing about this because I didn't know what I wanted to say. I didn't know how to express my feelings on this and it was still too fresh, and too tender a topic.
I have never knew an emotional pain could hurt so much more than any physical pain before. I never knew how much my heart could hurt, yes - physically hurt - until I had to say goodbye to my baby boy.
When we were at the NICU that Friday - and he coded - all I could say is No - no - no. I wasn't going to lose my baby. They needed to do whatever they could. I couldn't give up on him. I couldn't lose him. He couldn't die. We needed him. We wanted him. I needed him. I wanted him. I loved him. All I wanted was for him to come home. To snuggle up with him and take a nap. To hold him after a bath, smelling like baby lotion. To hear him cry or coo or laugh. Yes, even just to change his diapers and to wake up in the middle of the night to feed him. All the things a mommy should do. All the things many new moms complain about because they don't get enough sleep.
Oh, what I wouldn't give to be the one who is waking several times a night to care for my little boy. My little Baden. My little angel.... and our Little Warrior.
When the nurse came to get us that last night, my heart sank into my stomach as soon as I heard the knock on the door. When we entered the NICU and saw them working on him again, I wanted to scream. I wanted to not see the numbers and the lines and hear the warning beeps of the equipment. I knew from the look on the doctor's face what she was going to say.... I told her not to tell me they're doing 'everything' they can until they had done everything they could. So I knew when she approached us that this was it.
It wasn't fair, the pressure I put on my husband. We both knew that Baden was tired, that his body was tired, and he was in pain in spite of the medications. We were told that we could have them remove his breathing tube and let him go on his terms, or he would keep having seizures and coding until that killed him. We had to do the right thing. But I just couldn't bring myself to say it was time to let my little boy go. My hubby would have to decide it was time.
I have never seen anyone die before. I was scared. I was hurting. I didn't know what was happening. After they removed the tube and most of the IVs, I wrapped him up in his blanket better and just held him. I snuggled him, told him how much I loved him, covered his little forehead with kisses. After some time, I told the nurses that they had to take out the rest of the IVs and tubes. He needed to be held as any baby should be - no tubes, no wires, no lines. Just Mama and her baby.
My husband sat beside me. He and I held Baden's hands, kissed his forehead and cheeks. Told him how much we loved him. Told him we didn't want him to hurt, didn't want him to suffer. Told him it was ok, he could go, Mama and Daddy understood. We'd be ok. We'd make it through. He could let go when he was ready. We would be fine. We knew he had fought so hard. We were so proud of him. He didn't need to fight anymore - it was ok... we loved him.... we would always love him.... he would always hold a special place in our hearts...
I still cry at night. I still ask why. I still think it's unfair. I still miss him so, so terribly. When I visit him at the cemetery, I know he isn't there spiritually, only his physical body - his shell. But I still want to curl up next to him and cry. I feel closer to him there...
It still feels so wrong that they make caskets so small. And that the tiny ones come with a teddy bear. It's so wrong that they dig holes so small. And make headstones with dates so close together.
I know we cannot understand why God chooses to call our loved ones home with him. I know we just have to trust that He has a plan and reason for everything. I just have to believe that He knows what He is doing, and He knows what is best for us, even when it hurts so much.
Breathe easy, Little Warrior. You fought hard. You made us so proud. Mama loves you so much. I miss you more than you could ever know. I know you're watching over us.
I love you, Baden.
~Baden Scot~
~November 11-November 20, 2011~
I have avoided writing about this because I didn't know what I wanted to say. I didn't know how to express my feelings on this and it was still too fresh, and too tender a topic.
I have never knew an emotional pain could hurt so much more than any physical pain before. I never knew how much my heart could hurt, yes - physically hurt - until I had to say goodbye to my baby boy.
When we were at the NICU that Friday - and he coded - all I could say is No - no - no. I wasn't going to lose my baby. They needed to do whatever they could. I couldn't give up on him. I couldn't lose him. He couldn't die. We needed him. We wanted him. I needed him. I wanted him. I loved him. All I wanted was for him to come home. To snuggle up with him and take a nap. To hold him after a bath, smelling like baby lotion. To hear him cry or coo or laugh. Yes, even just to change his diapers and to wake up in the middle of the night to feed him. All the things a mommy should do. All the things many new moms complain about because they don't get enough sleep.
Oh, what I wouldn't give to be the one who is waking several times a night to care for my little boy. My little Baden. My little angel.... and our Little Warrior.
When the nurse came to get us that last night, my heart sank into my stomach as soon as I heard the knock on the door. When we entered the NICU and saw them working on him again, I wanted to scream. I wanted to not see the numbers and the lines and hear the warning beeps of the equipment. I knew from the look on the doctor's face what she was going to say.... I told her not to tell me they're doing 'everything' they can until they had done everything they could. So I knew when she approached us that this was it.
It wasn't fair, the pressure I put on my husband. We both knew that Baden was tired, that his body was tired, and he was in pain in spite of the medications. We were told that we could have them remove his breathing tube and let him go on his terms, or he would keep having seizures and coding until that killed him. We had to do the right thing. But I just couldn't bring myself to say it was time to let my little boy go. My hubby would have to decide it was time.
I have never seen anyone die before. I was scared. I was hurting. I didn't know what was happening. After they removed the tube and most of the IVs, I wrapped him up in his blanket better and just held him. I snuggled him, told him how much I loved him, covered his little forehead with kisses. After some time, I told the nurses that they had to take out the rest of the IVs and tubes. He needed to be held as any baby should be - no tubes, no wires, no lines. Just Mama and her baby.
My husband sat beside me. He and I held Baden's hands, kissed his forehead and cheeks. Told him how much we loved him. Told him we didn't want him to hurt, didn't want him to suffer. Told him it was ok, he could go, Mama and Daddy understood. We'd be ok. We'd make it through. He could let go when he was ready. We would be fine. We knew he had fought so hard. We were so proud of him. He didn't need to fight anymore - it was ok... we loved him.... we would always love him.... he would always hold a special place in our hearts...
I still cry at night. I still ask why. I still think it's unfair. I still miss him so, so terribly. When I visit him at the cemetery, I know he isn't there spiritually, only his physical body - his shell. But I still want to curl up next to him and cry. I feel closer to him there...
It still feels so wrong that they make caskets so small. And that the tiny ones come with a teddy bear. It's so wrong that they dig holes so small. And make headstones with dates so close together.
I know we cannot understand why God chooses to call our loved ones home with him. I know we just have to trust that He has a plan and reason for everything. I just have to believe that He knows what He is doing, and He knows what is best for us, even when it hurts so much.
Breathe easy, Little Warrior. You fought hard. You made us so proud. Mama loves you so much. I miss you more than you could ever know. I know you're watching over us.
I love you, Baden.
~Baden Scot~
~November 11-November 20, 2011~
Friday, January 13, 2012
Feeling Refreshed!
I really needed to get caught up on my sleep - it's been a rough week!! Tuesday we had all-day appointments for Scrappy, plus I had my checkup in the morning. We had to be there at 7 am, so I'd been up since 3:30 am. No wonder I was crashed in my recliner by 9 pm!!
Scrappy's appointments were just his normal CF checkups, an ENT appointment, and an audiogram. His hearing still isn't where it should be, so they decided he does need another set of tubes put in. He will also be having another nasal polypectomy and bronchial lavage. This will be his 2nd set of tubes, 3rd polypectomy and lavage, and 4th surgery in less than 4 years. The ENT also ordered a head CT for Wednesday so she could see if his sinuses were congested with polyps too. His surgery is scheduled for next Wednesday, the 18th, and is planned to be an outpatient procedure unless she does goe up into his sinuses more. Praying for a simple procedure and no complications!!
We had to be at the hospital at 8am for his CT, so that meant being up at 5am on Wednesday. Poor little man had to fast until after it was completed. Second day in a row that he had to fast from midnight until his first procedure - not fun for him or for us either!! They had to give him anesthesia to do the CT because he was terrified of the machine! Because of this, he didn't go in to CT until 1015. It seemed to take forever for him to come out of it. He started vomiting up mucus and stomach acid, since his stomach was empty. That made for a really long ride home! About 3pm his tummy finally settled down and he came out of it enough that he could eat.
My OB cleared me at my appointment! I couldn't have a complete workout because of the untimely 'visitor,' but my doc told me I could have the last part of my checkup done at our local clinic. She asked if we were planning to have another child. I told her we would like to once we got the go-ahead from her health-wise. She would like me to try to lose a little more weight in the meantime, which I have been working on anyway, but said as long as my last test comes back ok, there's no reason we can't start trying. I'm supposed to start taking prenatal vitamins now too in preparation.
Being at the hospital 2 days in a row took a toll on my diet :( At TOPS this week I had a 3 pound gain. In addition to the eating out, I didn't get my workouts in for the past week since Scrappy hasn't been feeling very well and wanted to constantly cuddle. Today I was back at it hard again. I was vacuuming and picked up the mat in the living room, and left it up so I could try out Zumba. I did about 5 minutes of it and OUCH! I'm not coordinated - I'm sure it would give anyone a good laugh!
I set up my Wii Fit to do the entire routine - 81 minutes! Scrappy was getting a little crabby with me and wanted to play. I told him if he can't wait patiently for his turn, he wasn't going to get a turn. I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow. It's going to be difficult to get my workout in tomorrow - I have class in 8-2 but am leaving early so I can go to a funeral for a friend. Very sad for someone to die so young :'(
Another new challenge I've set up for myself in cooking - try one new recipe each week. I get tired of the same stuff each week and am looking to branch out... Hopefully I'll get some new ideas soon!!
Scrappy's appointments were just his normal CF checkups, an ENT appointment, and an audiogram. His hearing still isn't where it should be, so they decided he does need another set of tubes put in. He will also be having another nasal polypectomy and bronchial lavage. This will be his 2nd set of tubes, 3rd polypectomy and lavage, and 4th surgery in less than 4 years. The ENT also ordered a head CT for Wednesday so she could see if his sinuses were congested with polyps too. His surgery is scheduled for next Wednesday, the 18th, and is planned to be an outpatient procedure unless she does goe up into his sinuses more. Praying for a simple procedure and no complications!!
We had to be at the hospital at 8am for his CT, so that meant being up at 5am on Wednesday. Poor little man had to fast until after it was completed. Second day in a row that he had to fast from midnight until his first procedure - not fun for him or for us either!! They had to give him anesthesia to do the CT because he was terrified of the machine! Because of this, he didn't go in to CT until 1015. It seemed to take forever for him to come out of it. He started vomiting up mucus and stomach acid, since his stomach was empty. That made for a really long ride home! About 3pm his tummy finally settled down and he came out of it enough that he could eat.
My OB cleared me at my appointment! I couldn't have a complete workout because of the untimely 'visitor,' but my doc told me I could have the last part of my checkup done at our local clinic. She asked if we were planning to have another child. I told her we would like to once we got the go-ahead from her health-wise. She would like me to try to lose a little more weight in the meantime, which I have been working on anyway, but said as long as my last test comes back ok, there's no reason we can't start trying. I'm supposed to start taking prenatal vitamins now too in preparation.
Being at the hospital 2 days in a row took a toll on my diet :( At TOPS this week I had a 3 pound gain. In addition to the eating out, I didn't get my workouts in for the past week since Scrappy hasn't been feeling very well and wanted to constantly cuddle. Today I was back at it hard again. I was vacuuming and picked up the mat in the living room, and left it up so I could try out Zumba. I did about 5 minutes of it and OUCH! I'm not coordinated - I'm sure it would give anyone a good laugh!
I set up my Wii Fit to do the entire routine - 81 minutes! Scrappy was getting a little crabby with me and wanted to play. I told him if he can't wait patiently for his turn, he wasn't going to get a turn. I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow. It's going to be difficult to get my workout in tomorrow - I have class in 8-2 but am leaving early so I can go to a funeral for a friend. Very sad for someone to die so young :'(
Another new challenge I've set up for myself in cooking - try one new recipe each week. I get tired of the same stuff each week and am looking to branch out... Hopefully I'll get some new ideas soon!!
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