Miney is even waiting... probably for me to leave the room... but it took so long she fell asleep waiting...
Thursday, December 5, 2013
Monday, November 25, 2013
My stone is gone and the pain is too, but it took it's own sweet time leaving. My last bought of pain killers was on Friday, but I thought I was turning the corner on Thursday. I wanted someone to shoot me on Friday afternoon, but no one would...Two and a half weeks of pain will wear a person out. I'm on the mend, but still not quite myself. The physical evidence is 90% gone, but the emotional piece and the remembrance of pain makes me pause...
This is a week for thanks, so today I am thankful to everyone who thought of me, prayed for me, sent well wishes my way, and helped me through the last two and a half weeks. Thank You!
Friday, November 15, 2013
Tuesday -- I awoke with "pressure" a familiar but hauntingly not possible pressure in the abdomen. I took a hot bath and considered laying down afterward -- no, I have class, students, pressing on...
Friday afterwork I asked Andrew if we could go to Best Buy so I could get a mouse with a reward point certificate. He said sure... we ate a late lunch, I was hangry by then (hungry + angry) but when the food came I didn't eat much. We stopped for ice cream at my favorite place and half way though my cup I had to unbutton my pants. We were in the car, it was okay... no one could see. We started on our way home and before we even got to the Minnesota side I said, nope turn around let's go to the ER instead. My pressure had changed to pain and it was constant.
A few years ago I vowed never to go back to that place that had "tried to kill me" but within five minutes I had pain meds and within 20 minutes I had a CT. Sure it was two hours later by the time they decided to let me pass my 4mm by 6.5mm stone at home, but I wasn't in too much pain so I said sure...
My fear this entire time has been, what if they don't believe me? What if I say I have a kidney stone and they say "no you don't." What if I passed it but still had pain? What if they think I am a drug seeking junkie and I have to be in pain until I die or pass out? I've had doctors tell me it wasn't a stone... and then pass it on my own at home... I have a whole book worth of stone stories to tell.
I laid on the couch most of the weekend and Monday morning came and I called for a regular appointment. I had done my best to drink and pee, and drink and pee. By noon I had another x-ray and an offer to harvest the stone the following day.
Tuesday I had a Ureteroscopy to break up the stone and remove it. I even had a former student; he didn't recognize me right away and I figured if he was uncomfortable he would say something -- I was going to be the unconscious one -- what would I care? My online lab says
|80% Calcium oxalate monohydrate and 20% Calcium oxalate dihydrate|
I walked down the street today -- I am exhausted. I walked slow, but aparently that is the name of this game -- slow and steady. I'm ten years older than I was with the last stent....I've been resting, but I am getting restless which is making me crabby... my pain makes me crabby too. A few more days.... I can make it!
My family has been taking wonderful care of me, I am truly thankful for their help.
Thursday, October 31, 2013
I remember breathing through that mask was warm, and more than likely I couldn't have seen very well -- masks do that. We lived in a bigger town than I do now, and my father or another parent would have taken us around to only the houses we knew and only the ones that had their lights on. One of the last years I would trick or treat I convinced my mom to buy me this vest costume that had lights on it -- it was battery operated and it was lame. We got it at the Piggly Wiggly, or Sunmart. I suppose I "had to have it" at the time, but she was right, and I regretted it later when I already had a costume but wanted to be something else.
The ER advertized free X-rays of candy -- to avoid metal like needles or other objects that weren't supposed to be in the candy. It was a real fear of parents and of kids. I grew up in the age of dangerous candy, child abductions, and passwords.
At 12 and 14 we won't be going with them out to trick or treat -- one is asleep already on the couch after school... but I may paint his face if he continues to just lay there, and the other will go out with a group of friends. He will get bored after an hour or so... why work for candy when there seems to be endless supply of candy at home. He might go for the house with the king size candy bars, or the cans of pop that make his sack heavy. I think this will be his last year, and in-between this year and next he will shake off childhood and change to teenager. That is my scary thought for the day. Happy Halloween!
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
The mushroom is really interesting isn't it? My mom has a similar picture but this is a day later after the rain. The pink really shows up, but a day later the pink color fades. I'm headed to Nashville next week for a conference. I am looking forward to getting out of here and seeing different things, but I am also overwhelmed by the amount of work I need to do before I go. Thanks for letting me vent!
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
We will say, remember when we had an Airstream? Remember when Noah refused to sleep in it and we had to pitch a tent? Remember when we had to pack up a mini house hold, drive 2 1/2 hours, and buy 100.00 worth of crap to eat for the weekend? Remember all the weekends or weeks it sat empty because we had a life outside our recreation?
We will also say, remember the trek to the lake? Remember waking up and eating breakfast on the deck in the shade of the linden and oak? Remember the conversation around the campfire? Remember when friends came to visit?
I hope we will say, remember when we sold the Airstream but still had awesome adventures anyway? Remember when we went on trips and didn't feel guilty about a camper or the lot we were paying for when we weren't there.
"We sold our Airstream!"
"You sold it? If I would have known you were going to sell it I would have bought it..."
We've heard that phrase more in the past two days than the entire three months it was for sale. Where were you people two months ago?
We used it for two summers and made some great memories, but it is time to move on... so here is me moving on... bye Airstream!
Monday, September 2, 2013
I am a self-proclaimed lake snob. I don’t like being on the lake when it is cold or windy. We spent the late afternoon on Friday catching the last of what is left of summer. We took two nieces out on the lake, trying to get them to enjoy the water and learn to enjoy a new sport. My uncle did the same for me when I was growing up and it is something I would like my children to do as well. Noah has tried twice, but then he quit and Adam has no desire to try. Well, then watch other people do it and be stuck on the boat… it’s a choice. One didn’t even pack swimming trunks… ugh!
On Saturday we woke the children early and stole an extra one who claims she never gets to do anything. She had never been site seeing in Duluth, so we added another page in our book of adventure. Why not?! Our first stop was Enger tower and Paige was a little nervous about how high we were going to go… apparently she has a small fear of heights. Adam claims this too but he insisted he climb the tower twice.
I tried to see if Pagie could be taller than Noah with Noah on a downgrade but it didn’t help much. Paige looked at Adam one evening and asked how old he was… 11 but only for one more day… He stands at 5’4” Noah is almost 6’2” I think that is about a foot taller than Paige.
We decided to make our way north to see what we adventure we could find. I was driving and we came upon a group of people with cameras. I pulled over and turned around – clearly they were waiting for something. I felt like I had missed a convention of photographers and I wasn't invited.
Once I discovered what it was, I knew I wanted to get a better picture. So I hopped back in the car and stopped at the next crossing. Some other woman with a camera stepped right in front of me at the last minute and I missed the shot. I drove for a while plotting my next move. A few crossings later, I got out and staked my claim. I figured there were plenty of crossings, but this one was mine.
We stopped at a very busy Gooseberry Falls, but we spend most of our time just south of Split Rock Lighthouse where the boys taught their cousin how to skip rocks. We walked to Ellingston island. There were people cliff jumping. There was an uncle there encouraging a nephew and all the time I wondered “Your mother is here and okay with this?” He said he didn’t mind the fall; the cold water was most of his hesitation.
It was a grand day to spend in Duluth. We made it back home a little before midnight -- to sleep in our own beds. I was so tired yesterday, I needed a nap. There are a few things to do today -- some last minute school shopping and meal planning for the week, but I am glad we gave the kids one last summer adventure before school starts.