Random Tuesday Thoughts: My Crazy Eye, an MRI & a Road Trip
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
If you follow me on Twitter you may have seen my tweets about my right eye acting like a fool. I woke up last Thursday and my eye was tender, felt swollen and extremely uncomfortable. I went to work and ignored it. I figured it must be sinuses or allergies. I woke up Friday and it still hurt. It looked like it was bulging out of my head. And again I went to work and tried to ignore it. Later in the afternoon, it started to feel like there was something in my eye. The something felt like it was behind my eyeball. I had a horrible headache and cloudy vision. I freaked out.
I called my doctor and they took me in right away. My primary care doctor seemed very alarmed. She called an Ophthalmologist in the same building and he agreed to see me. Dr. G throughly examined my eyes including dilating them. I almost lost my mind when I couldn't see anything on my Blackberry. After 4 hours, my right eye had Dr. G stumped. He called a Neuro-Ophthalmologist for his opinion. Dr. K agreed to see me yesterday afternoon. Thankfully I passed all my tests. It doesn't appear that I have Optic Neuritis. What I do have is still a mystery.
I went for an MRI this evening. One hour of sitting completely still and trying not to move my eyes was exhausting. I made the decision to keep my eyes closed the entire time. Once all the scans without contrast were completed and I was waiting for the tech I opened my eyes. BIG MISTAKE! I was this close to a panic attack. Have you ever had your brain and orbits MRI'd? (yes, it's a word) So now I wait for results. I still have the eye pain but not as severe. My visual acuity is not 100%. I still have the headache. It stills feels like there is something in my eye. My crazy right eye.
In other news (this is where the random comes in)
* My 11 year old son wants skinny jeans. He is in fact obsessed with them. He knows what stores carry them for boys/men, the price and colors. I guess I need to take him to buy a pair or skinny jeans. I'm not sure how I feel about this.
* We're going to San Antonio at the end of the month. Kids spring break and a much needed vacay. I've got a rental car lined up and we are driving. Across the country. To Texas. From Maryland. According to Google Maps, the trip will take 1 day and 1 hour. Or as I like to tell people 1,615 miles. Why drive? It wasn't my first choice, but airfare ranged from $1,200-1,400. I get sick just thinking about spending that much money. So ROAD TRIP!!!!!!!!
I called my doctor and they took me in right away. My primary care doctor seemed very alarmed. She called an Ophthalmologist in the same building and he agreed to see me. Dr. G throughly examined my eyes including dilating them. I almost lost my mind when I couldn't see anything on my Blackberry. After 4 hours, my right eye had Dr. G stumped. He called a Neuro-Ophthalmologist for his opinion. Dr. K agreed to see me yesterday afternoon. Thankfully I passed all my tests. It doesn't appear that I have Optic Neuritis. What I do have is still a mystery.
I went for an MRI this evening. One hour of sitting completely still and trying not to move my eyes was exhausting. I made the decision to keep my eyes closed the entire time. Once all the scans without contrast were completed and I was waiting for the tech I opened my eyes. BIG MISTAKE! I was this close to a panic attack. Have you ever had your brain and orbits MRI'd? (yes, it's a word) So now I wait for results. I still have the eye pain but not as severe. My visual acuity is not 100%. I still have the headache. It stills feels like there is something in my eye. My crazy right eye.
In other news (this is where the random comes in)
* My 11 year old son wants skinny jeans. He is in fact obsessed with them. He knows what stores carry them for boys/men, the price and colors. I guess I need to take him to buy a pair or skinny jeans. I'm not sure how I feel about this.
* We're going to San Antonio at the end of the month. Kids spring break and a much needed vacay. I've got a rental car lined up and we are driving. Across the country. To Texas. From Maryland. According to Google Maps, the trip will take 1 day and 1 hour. Or as I like to tell people 1,615 miles. Why drive? It wasn't my first choice, but airfare ranged from $1,200-1,400. I get sick just thinking about spending that much money. So ROAD TRIP!!!!!!!!
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A Special THANK YOU!
Monday, March 8, 2010
I never thought I would get on a plane to fly to a state I've never been before, to meet an online friend that I've never met before. But guess what? I did.
On February 20th, early in the morning, I kissed my girlfriend and kids goodbye and boarded a flight to Cleveland.
My friend Sara had surgery on February 15th. What should have been a routine procedure turned into a nightmare. Sara is a strong ass woman for whom I have much respect. When she asked for help, I knew it was serious. I didn't hesitate. I am thankful to be one part of a family of friends I've met through Twitter. I knew without a doubt that if I was in need, they would be there.
I knew I had to make my way to Cleveland but how? As a single mom of two kids the spare change is non-existent. Enter some amazing, wonderful woman I have also never met. They helped pay for my plane ticket, or contributed in other ways to support Sara. Because of them I was able to spend three days taking care of Sara, her adorable baby Chloe and I may or may not have made her boyfriend get out of the house for a few hours.
This is long overdue, filled with love and gratitude....
Angelia - @MommyNeedsMeds
Andrea - @Sweet_Life
Becks - @TheRealBecks
Colleen - @Messpotential
Emmie - @EmmieJ
Erin - @tinker_bitch
Jenn - @PrincessJenn
Jodee - @Leprakans
Kellee - @photographerkel
Kim - @BeautifulWreck2
Lex - @laprimera
Maura - @moburns67
Meghan - @AMomTwoBoys
Mel - @AGirlNamedMel
Tricia - @irishsamom
On February 20th, early in the morning, I kissed my girlfriend and kids goodbye and boarded a flight to Cleveland.
My friend Sara had surgery on February 15th. What should have been a routine procedure turned into a nightmare. Sara is a strong ass woman for whom I have much respect. When she asked for help, I knew it was serious. I didn't hesitate. I am thankful to be one part of a family of friends I've met through Twitter. I knew without a doubt that if I was in need, they would be there.
I knew I had to make my way to Cleveland but how? As a single mom of two kids the spare change is non-existent. Enter some amazing, wonderful woman I have also never met. They helped pay for my plane ticket, or contributed in other ways to support Sara. Because of them I was able to spend three days taking care of Sara, her adorable baby Chloe and I may or may not have made her boyfriend get out of the house for a few hours.
This is long overdue, filled with love and gratitude....
Photo Courtesy of VistaMommy
Andrea - @Sweet_Life
Becks - @TheRealBecks
Colleen - @Messpotential
Emmie - @EmmieJ
Erin - @tinker_bitch
Jenn - @PrincessJenn
Jodee - @Leprakans
Kellee - @photographerkel
Kim - @BeautifulWreck2
Lex - @laprimera
Maura - @moburns67
Meghan - @AMomTwoBoys
Mel - @AGirlNamedMel
Tricia - @irishsamom
Random Tuesday Thoughts: I got some
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
1) I'm ready for a blog makeover. This was cute last year and it was better than what I had before but I'm over it. I need a fancy schmancy header, a tagline, a cartoon like picture of moi but much skinner. Any takers?
2) My daughter turns 7 tomorrow. S-E-V-E-N! I really can't even deal with the thought of this. We sat down together last night and looked at her baby pictures. She looks completely different now. I remember being pregnant with her. I remember her kicking the crap out of me with her knees. Funny how she still does that when we nap together. She's growing up and while I'm totally opposed to this, I can't seem to stop her.
3) I quit drinking. Friday January 22 was it. I had a bit too much fun involving Grey Goose, Cranberry and pictures on my Blackberry that are blackmail worthy. The liquor isn't my problem. It's the wine. Oh, my wine. My daily glass or two that over time has become three or four. I'd stop when I became either intoxicated or too sleepy to refill my glass. A few weeks ago I fell asleep on the sofa, watching 24 with a glass of wine in my hand. I didn't spill a drop because I'm talented like that. The next week came and I didn't have a bottle at the house. I began to lose my mind, because I didn't know how I would function without it. After I work all day, then pick up the kids and begin my real job...I'm fucking exhausted. Wine gets me through until bedtime. Wine chills me out. Wine makes me forget. Wine makes me happy. Or it did. Because I quit. I sure as hell didn't want to. Wineis was one of my best friends. When asked if I could just have one glass a night, I said no. I can't stop at one glass or two. I don't want to need it. So I'm done. Off the Pinot Grigio and Riesling. Now I'm detoxing which is literally and physically making me sick. I honestly didn't realize it was this bad.
4) I'm so unbelievably happy for Heather and Mike. The birth of Miss Annabel aka Annie is a wonderful start to 2010. She is absolutely gorgeous! I don't think I have seen such genuine smiles on their faces in a very long time. It is well deserved. Congratulations to the Spohr family. I wish I lived closer so I could hold that sweet baby girl.
5) Speaking of babies....my uterus has called and left an urgent voicemail. It's been inactive and wants back in the game. I've been jonesing (i have never ever ever used that word before but it's the only one that works) for a baby. Everyone around me is having babies. My Facebook and Twitter feed is full of little hands and feet. I see pregnant bellies and babies everywhere. They are calling to me. I want! Much harder for us lesbians to get knocked up. Plus my kids are 11 and almost 7. Do I really want to start over? Answer: Yeah, I kinda sorta do. Maybe.
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2) My daughter turns 7 tomorrow. S-E-V-E-N! I really can't even deal with the thought of this. We sat down together last night and looked at her baby pictures. She looks completely different now. I remember being pregnant with her. I remember her kicking the crap out of me with her knees. Funny how she still does that when we nap together. She's growing up and while I'm totally opposed to this, I can't seem to stop her.
3) I quit drinking. Friday January 22 was it. I had a bit too much fun involving Grey Goose, Cranberry and pictures on my Blackberry that are blackmail worthy. The liquor isn't my problem. It's the wine. Oh, my wine. My daily glass or two that over time has become three or four. I'd stop when I became either intoxicated or too sleepy to refill my glass. A few weeks ago I fell asleep on the sofa, watching 24 with a glass of wine in my hand. I didn't spill a drop because I'm talented like that. The next week came and I didn't have a bottle at the house. I began to lose my mind, because I didn't know how I would function without it. After I work all day, then pick up the kids and begin my real job...I'm fucking exhausted. Wine gets me through until bedtime. Wine chills me out. Wine makes me forget. Wine makes me happy. Or it did. Because I quit. I sure as hell didn't want to. Wine
4) I'm so unbelievably happy for Heather and Mike. The birth of Miss Annabel aka Annie is a wonderful start to 2010. She is absolutely gorgeous! I don't think I have seen such genuine smiles on their faces in a very long time. It is well deserved. Congratulations to the Spohr family. I wish I lived closer so I could hold that sweet baby girl.
5) Speaking of babies....my uterus has called and left an urgent voicemail. It's been inactive and wants back in the game. I've been jonesing (i have never ever ever used that word before but it's the only one that works) for a baby. Everyone around me is having babies. My Facebook and Twitter feed is full of little hands and feet. I see pregnant bellies and babies everywhere. They are calling to me. I want! Much harder for us lesbians to get knocked up. Plus my kids are 11 and almost 7. Do I really want to start over? Answer: Yeah, I kinda sorta do. Maybe.
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Haiti
Thursday, January 14, 2010
I was all set to finish writing a post I began on Monday and hit publish. Doesn't seem as important now...
I just viewed a slideshow of pictures from The Washington Post, showing the aftermath of the 7.0 Earthquake that shook Haiti on Tuesday.
The images are graphic, gruesome, unbelievable and sad. So many wounded, so many children hurt and dead. As a mom, a hurt child always tugs at my heart and I picture my babies.
After viewing this slideshow, I was in tears. It's so easy to feel helpless and hopeless at times like this. I then clicked on another link that gave me hope. The Humanitarian response made the hairs stand up on my arm. Venezuela, Taiwan, France, England, China, the USA and more countries are making their way to Haiti. It makes me proud to be an American. Even more so proud to be alive.
The CEO of my current company just announced that they will match dollar for dollar any employees contribution to an approved 501 (c) (3) organization up to $500.00. Goosebumps!!
Please visit http://www.redcross.org/ to find out how you can help. Every dollar counts!
I just viewed a slideshow of pictures from The Washington Post, showing the aftermath of the 7.0 Earthquake that shook Haiti on Tuesday.
The images are graphic, gruesome, unbelievable and sad. So many wounded, so many children hurt and dead. As a mom, a hurt child always tugs at my heart and I picture my babies.
After viewing this slideshow, I was in tears. It's so easy to feel helpless and hopeless at times like this. I then clicked on another link that gave me hope. The Humanitarian response made the hairs stand up on my arm. Venezuela, Taiwan, France, England, China, the USA and more countries are making their way to Haiti. It makes me proud to be an American. Even more so proud to be alive.
The CEO of my current company just announced that they will match dollar for dollar any employees contribution to an approved 501 (c) (3) organization up to $500.00. Goosebumps!!
Please visit http://www.redcross.org/ to find out how you can help. Every dollar counts!
Say what?
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
I've been signing into my Blog all week, creating a new post and then nothing. I see the white box just waiting for my words to fill it in. So much I want to say, so much has happened since I last posted. A part of me doesn't have the energy. I know I can't write brief quick entries. I like detail. I need detail. I have a lot I need to write. I'm holding it all inside. But it's going to be l-o-n-g. You've been warned. I hope you stick with me and stick around. One day I'll get this regular blog posting thing down.
Okay now that that's out of the way I have a problem. It's self imposed I will admit. But, still a problem. I'm a single mom of two children (in case you're just finding my blog) and I work full time. When I come home I make dinner, unload and reload the dishwasher, usually tackle some laundry and the list goes on. I always say my real job starts once I get home. My kids are old enough to help out around the house. I don'task make them do very much. Their dad started giving them allowance twice a month. I in turn added some chores like cleaning their room, cleaning their bathroom and putting their dishes in the dishwasher.
The Z-Man gives me shit ALL THE TIME when I ask him to do anything. The Princess is still of the age where she loves to help. Once I get home I'm tired. I just want stuff done and quickly. I usually end up shooing them away and tackling everything on my own. Then I get a major attitude and crack open the wine bottle.
My love and I had a serious talk because she's of the opinion the kids should be doing a lot more around the house. I agreed but also pointed out that I suck at consistency. I told her I would pick one or two things that I can have them do every day and build a habit. For me and for the kids.
Fast forward to this past Monday. We came home and got settled. I asked the kids to unload the dishwasher while I started dinner. A lot of moaning and bitching ensued but they did it. Fast! Tuesday, same deal. A bit less bitching and add in some deep sighs.
Then tonight, I told them to wash their hands and unload the dishwasher. The Z-Man threw a fit. The Princess started the job singing Jingle Bells. I was in the kitchen with them starting dinner. My son is still alive after this conversation:
Z-Man - I don't want to do this again.
Me - Too bad, so sad buddy. I can't cook dinner in a dirty kitchen.
Z - But we already did this yesterday.
M - Yes you are correct. It has to be done every day.
Z - Well I don't want to do this every day!
M - Me neither. I work all day then come home and have to cook dinner, clean, do laundry, pack lunches etc... The least you can do is help out the family and unload the dishwasher. When you and your sister do it together as a team, it gets done in under 5 minutes.
Z - Why do I have to do this? It's your YOUR job.
M - I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST SAID THAT! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND?!?!
Z - Well do I get paid for doing this?
M - Your dad gives you allowance whenever he sees you and you do nothing around the house to benefit our family. If you want the allowance, you do the chores. This is now one of them. EVERY DAY! (remember, I suck at the consistency thing so the chores I mentioned above don't always happen)
Z - Silence
Honestly, I wanted to smack him. I couldn't believe he made such a sexist remark. Am I raising a sexist pre-teen boy who thinks a woman should cook and clean for him. The answer seems to be yes! How do I change this? How do I make him grateful for what he has? How do I teach him to be humble, appreciative, helpful, learn empathy and sympathy? He is so into himself and in his head. Into his video games, and phone.
I'm failing him and while I'm angry he made that statement, I'm more angry at myself for letting it get this far. My eyes are open and my mind alert. How can I make this better?
Okay now that that's out of the way I have a problem. It's self imposed I will admit. But, still a problem. I'm a single mom of two children (in case you're just finding my blog) and I work full time. When I come home I make dinner, unload and reload the dishwasher, usually tackle some laundry and the list goes on. I always say my real job starts once I get home. My kids are old enough to help out around the house. I don't
The Z-Man gives me shit ALL THE TIME when I ask him to do anything. The Princess is still of the age where she loves to help. Once I get home I'm tired. I just want stuff done and quickly. I usually end up shooing them away and tackling everything on my own. Then I get a major attitude and crack open the wine bottle.
My love and I had a serious talk because she's of the opinion the kids should be doing a lot more around the house. I agreed but also pointed out that I suck at consistency. I told her I would pick one or two things that I can have them do every day and build a habit. For me and for the kids.
Fast forward to this past Monday. We came home and got settled. I asked the kids to unload the dishwasher while I started dinner. A lot of moaning and bitching ensued but they did it. Fast! Tuesday, same deal. A bit less bitching and add in some deep sighs.
Then tonight, I told them to wash their hands and unload the dishwasher. The Z-Man threw a fit. The Princess started the job singing Jingle Bells. I was in the kitchen with them starting dinner. My son is still alive after this conversation:
Z-Man - I don't want to do this again.
Me - Too bad, so sad buddy. I can't cook dinner in a dirty kitchen.
Z - But we already did this yesterday.
M - Yes you are correct. It has to be done every day.
Z - Well I don't want to do this every day!
M - Me neither. I work all day then come home and have to cook dinner, clean, do laundry, pack lunches etc... The least you can do is help out the family and unload the dishwasher. When you and your sister do it together as a team, it gets done in under 5 minutes.
Z - Why do I have to do this? It's your YOUR job.
M - I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST SAID THAT! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND?!?!
Z - Well do I get paid for doing this?
M - Your dad gives you allowance whenever he sees you and you do nothing around the house to benefit our family. If you want the allowance, you do the chores. This is now one of them. EVERY DAY! (remember, I suck at the consistency thing so the chores I mentioned above don't always happen)
Z - Silence
Honestly, I wanted to smack him. I couldn't believe he made such a sexist remark. Am I raising a sexist pre-teen boy who thinks a woman should cook and clean for him. The answer seems to be yes! How do I change this? How do I make him grateful for what he has? How do I teach him to be humble, appreciative, helpful, learn empathy and sympathy? He is so into himself and in his head. Into his video games, and phone.
I'm failing him and while I'm angry he made that statement, I'm more angry at myself for letting it get this far. My eyes are open and my mind alert. How can I make this better?
Annoying Interruptions
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Princess Patalie: Mom, guess what? Today at school.....
Me: Oh my gosh, guess what happened today at work. I was walking...
PP: MOM! Stop it. Ok, so guess what? Today at school, in Art class....
Me: Art. I was never good at art unless I could trace a picture....
PP: Mommy, come on I'm trying to tell you something.
Me: Ok baby girl go ahead.
PP: Today at school, in art....
Me: Ugh work today was awful
PP: MOOOOOOOOOM!
Me: What am I doing PP? What is the word for it?
PP: Annoying
Me: True, but what else?
PP: Butting
Me: Butting in yes but there's another word. It starts with an "I"
PP: Interrupting!
Me: That's right baby girl. Wasn't that annoying?
PP: Yes and it was rude.
Me: Now you know how I feel when I'm trying to talk and you interrupt me. I don't like it.
PP: Sorry mom.
20 minutes later.....
PP: Mom, I'm going to say something and you be annoying and interrupt me. That was fun! Let's play again.
Disclaimer: this is my first time mobile blogging. Please ignore spelling and grammatical errors. I'm typing fast as it happens on my Blackberry after 2 glasses of wine. This is my life.
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Me: Oh my gosh, guess what happened today at work. I was walking...
PP: MOM! Stop it. Ok, so guess what? Today at school, in Art class....
Me: Art. I was never good at art unless I could trace a picture....
PP: Mommy, come on I'm trying to tell you something.
Me: Ok baby girl go ahead.
PP: Today at school, in art....
Me: Ugh work today was awful
PP: MOOOOOOOOOM!
Me: What am I doing PP? What is the word for it?
PP: Annoying
Me: True, but what else?
PP: Butting
Me: Butting in yes but there's another word. It starts with an "I"
PP: Interrupting!
Me: That's right baby girl. Wasn't that annoying?
PP: Yes and it was rude.
Me: Now you know how I feel when I'm trying to talk and you interrupt me. I don't like it.
PP: Sorry mom.
20 minutes later.....
PP: Mom, I'm going to say something and you be annoying and interrupt me. That was fun! Let's play again.
Disclaimer: this is my first time mobile blogging. Please ignore spelling and grammatical errors. I'm typing fast as it happens on my Blackberry after 2 glasses of wine. This is my life.
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