Entries from March 9, 2008 - March 15, 2008
I’m a drama Queen
Wonder where Princess gets it?
Should look in mirror
An unhappy mom
Throwing a temper tantrum
SO not attractive
In a shitty mood
Just being a complete bitch
Hair across my ass
Husband brought home crew
For some dinner and cocktails
Too much Sangria
Stayed up past midnight
Talking and almost fighting
What is my problem?!
Why is it so hard
to just relax and to breathe
here in New Hampshire?
If we move down there
would we bring with us the stress
could we simplify?
That is THE question
I ask myself every day
Would like to find out.
I was SO angry
Something finally just snapped
I have had enough
Running, juggling
Trying to meet all their needs
But what about mine?!
It sucks to be me
I can’t picture not going
It is so unfair
The Daddy is smart
Married him for a reason
Sometimes I forget
We devised a plan
What if we pay for tickets?
Just for the one way?
Had Jet Blue credit
We both completely forgot
Is this doable?
Hmm, it’s not so bad
I’M GOING TO ARUBA
Leaving Wednesday.
Not best solution
But I can live with the choice
Missing one more day
The other coaches
Will just have to step it up
And help with the cuts
Take some video
Of the girls while I’m not there
It will have to work.
Slowly smiling now.
I’M GOING TO ARUBA!
Ass hair is now gone.
Turning 35
together with family
might not seem so bad.
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We are supposed to be leaving for Aruba next Thursday. Nothing like the last time. No 6.5 weeks of heaven. Just going for a long weekend. Our friends are christening their baby on Easter Sunday, which also happens to be my 35th birthday. They’ve asked my husband to be the Godfather. These are the same friends whom we used their last name for BamBam's middle name. They're like our second family.
Our friend works for an airline in Aruba and offered 2 free tickets, score. We decided to pay for the tickets for my husband and Princess, since they have tighter schedules with work and school. BamBam and I are supposed to be flying on the free tickets, which means we’re going “stand by”.
In light of the Chronicles of Sick BamBam, we discussed the possibility of him and me staying behind. We’d hate for something to happen while out of the country requiring a hospital visit. It's been scary enough navigating the local hospitals in NH...another country where English isn't their first language...no thank you. In the back of my mind, I’ve been telling myself that BamBam is on the mend and after another fever and pain free week, we’ll feel comfortable enough to go.
Did I mention that the trip spans over my 35th birthday???
Well, our friend just emailed to let us know that the flight with Princess and my husband is now full. They would like to have BamBam and me try to go out on Tuesday instead of Thursday since a full flight = NO standby seats. Cool, right? Two more days in Aruba.
Oh, but wait.
Something I failed to mention. Softball tryouts begin on Monday. Remember, I’m a high school softball coach? Oh, yeah, and I decided to coach again at the same school. As it is, I was going to miss 2 of 8 tryout sessions for the trip. We won the state championship last year and only lost 3 seniors. We have to cut at least a dozen girls from the program. It’s going to be difficult and in all fairness to the girls being cut, I can’t skip out on half of tryouts by leaving Tuesday instead of Thursday.
I know, I thought it too...perhaps the universe is trying to make it easy to make the decision to stay here?
AGHHHH! Shut UP, stupid Universe.
It totally sucks to be me right now. NOT a happy camper.
I’m going to put Princess and THE Daddy on a plane to Aruba and have to drive away. I’m scared out of my mind to let them fly alone. Half my life will be on that plane. AND, I’m going to spend my 35th birthday crashing Easter Dinner somewhere instead of having drinks by the pool. In ARUBA. And I'll have to drive home afterwards with BamBam in the car, so that means no alcohol for me. I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the whole 35 thing, but somehow the thought of spending it in Aruba made it feel a little better.
I seriously might just cry.
Yesterday, I participated in Wordless Wednesday with my post: Doctor’s Office Entertainment.
Today is Tell Me Thursday...time to take the less out of wordless.
These pictures were taken on Tuesday when we took BamBam to the Infectious Disease Specialist. We went through an interview with a Physician Assistant. She then went to meet with the actual Specialist before they all came in to meet with us. There was an incredibly long wait in between and we were stuck in a 8’x10’ room having to entertain BamBam. We started pulling out the gloves, tongue depressors and cotton balls…my husband was quite impressive with his creativity. These are the lion and the elephant...if you couldn't tell.
As BamBam was giggling away, my husbands said you’re so going to blog about this, aren’t you. Even better, I had my camera and was able to capture the moment!
The Specialist walked into the room while I was taking the pictures…not sure that he was so impressed. Wonder if we’ll get billed for the supplies?
Sorry I've gone MIA on you. I pretty much slept away the weekend in a cold medicine induced fog. I woke up this morning and finally felt human again. There's some serious shitz going around these parts.
Enough about me...
SO, BamBam is doing OK. His fevers haven't returned, however, he is having horrible night sweats. His little hands and feet are also freezing cold at times...something is going on still.
He doesn't have pneumonia or bronchitis, no strep, no flu A or B, no mono, no CMV, no bacteria in his blood, pretty sure he doesn't have appendicitis. His CBC is fairly normal, a few things slightly off, but nothing crazy.
Enough about what he doesn't have. What do we know?
His sed rate is a little high. He has swollen lymph nodes around his appendix. He's pretty tired and pale at times with horrible night sweats. His appetite is improving.
Our doctors? They're stumped and concerned. We're being referred to an Infectious Disease Specialist.
To keep everything in perspective...he's doing OK, really. My friend's beautiful baby...the one I mentioned here...she has a hole in poor little heart. They're finding out today just how bad it is. She's so tiny and sweet and I got to hold her again last night...and, yes, my ovaries were glowing.
If you're looking for a laugh, I'd love to have the energy to tell you about the blackmail church visit my husband and Princess had this weekend, but I think I've lost my funny. Last saw it in Aruba...might need to go back to retrieve it. I'll try to muster up the energy soon.
Any good thoughts/positive energy/prayers you can send this way would be greatly appreciated...and returned when you need it.
THE Mommy
BamBam was in good spirits yesterday. He was almost back to his normal 2 year old self while at the doctor's office. They went through his file and did a complete time line of his symptoms with us.
The Bad News: They still don't know what is going on.
The Good News: Since he's gained back 3 of the 4 pounds that he lost and isn't having fevers, they are going to rule out leukemia, malaria and a dozen other very scary scenarios. They are pretty confident that he is on the mend. We are going to do a stool sample (THAT should be a joy collecting!) to rule out a parasite or other bacteria. We're going to follow up in a couple of weeks with another ultrasound to check his lymph nodes.
SO, unless he spikes another fever or has severe abdominal pain or his lymph nodes are bigger in a couple of weeks, we're back to life as usual :):)
I think he understood what they were saying to us because he decided to sleep in his own room last night and stayed there the entire night. It was the best night sleep I have gotten in a long, long time.
