A Day in the Life of Susan

Michael and I wrote his letter to Santa tonight. Well, I took dictation and he colored it. If you look closely, there is a "big fishing pole" on the right hand side. He had me read it back at least 3 times to make sure it was correct.

Found some neat looking squash lately.



Great Autumn decorations :)

Success!

I feel like I have won the Olympics.

Michael is officially, 3 weeks with no accidents, potty trained.

He has been potty trained in the #1 department for probably 6 months now. In the #2 department, not so much. He would run and hide behind the couch, in his closet, even in the shower when he had to go. I was frustrated. Then, a few weeks ago, he and I went to the fair with some friends. I mentioned to Michael that none of the kids there wore pull ups and that they were all big kids in big kids underwear. That little bit of peer pressure did it. From then on, he only wanted to wear his Spider Man boxer briefs.

 

I know I am biased but he is super cute running around in these things.

Rant and Rave

Times are tough everywhere.

Last week, I had the need to cut back on my budget until my next paycheck. After much debating, I decided to not refill my Paxil medication until next week. Yall know that I have been on anti-anxiety medicine since shortly after I gave birth. Any who, I decided to wait to pick up the refill til next week. AKA, this was a BAD idea. Here is why:

About 2 days after not picking up my refill, I started to feel just blah. I figured this was expected and went on about my days.

Then on Monday, I had the strangest, STRANGEST occurrence start to happen. The only way I could describe it, is that in my head, it felt like I had a short, mild electrical burst. Sounds fun, huh? Well, it continued. On Tuesday, it spread to having this electrical sensation throughout my body. And more frequently. Then today. The electrical burst if you will call them that, were so frequent that they occurred about every 2 mins. And some were more uncomfortable than others. My friend Toni said it looked like I had Torrets Syndrome. It was a less than desired side effect from coming off the Paxil. I hated it. It was more than just bothersome. It was uncomfortable. And hell, I kept twitching every few minutes. Who likes that?! So I went ahead and got my prescription. Immediately after paying for it, I broke the bottle open and dry swallowed a pill. In the line. The pharmacist must have thought I was a crack head.

So then I started wondering, why didn't I know about this withdrawal side effect? Its a crazy one and I am obviously going to go INSANE when ever I do come off this stuff. I did a little internet research and discovered it is the most troubling withdrawal symptom from this medicine. It keeps most people from quitting it. So while I appreciate the effects of the medicine itself, I really hate the idea of having to go thru the electrical burst phase again.

Here is a link to some of the info I found on this side effect. Page 41 talks about the "zaps".

Just. Plain. Weird.

Finding Humor in even the worst...

Many apologies for the lack of posting. Life has been going by at a record pace.

The last, oh, month or so, I have had a toothache. Took Ibuprofen. It got worse. About 2 weeks ago, it hurt so bad I couldn't think. I went to the dentist. Pain killers and antibiotic later, I had a root canal scheduled. For today.

I hate going to the dentist but honestly, after the pain of the last 2 weeks, I was anxious to get the root canal over and done with. The dentist was very nice. But I let the infection go a lot longer than I should have. And after 5 different novacaine shots, I still felt most of the procedure. All the drilling, most of the filing. But it was still worth it. Flash forward to me standing at the pharmacy, after having 5 mouth numbing shots. Five. I told the cashier my name and got my prescription. She totals my order and asks, rather slowly, if I wanted her to swipe my disability card. I asked " My What?" Which sounded more like " Maaa waaa??" Then I made eye contact with her and realized, by her facial expression, that she thought I was mentally challenged. Yep. She sure did. She was in the process of asking me, even slower and more articulating, if I had my disability card when I interrupted her with a high pitched, VERY slurred, " I went to the DENTIST!!"

Instantly she began to apologize. I just laughed. Which probably looks like a seizure considering I still cannot move half my face.

1 Week Til Vacation!

This time next week, I will officially be on a MUCH needed vacation. I am going back to see my parents and sister for the weekend. I have had a lot going on here so I am looking forward to a few days of relaxing.

The most significant thing that I have going on is that I had a medical scare. Last October, I went for my annual "female" doctor appointment. A week or so later, the nurse called to say that one of my lab results came back questionable so they wanted me to get retested in 6 months. 6 months was the end of May. I went and got retested. 2 weeks later, I got a call at work from the nurse saying that the results came back as showing pre-cancerous and cancerous cells on my cervix. Must say, NOT the phone call anyone wants to have, especially not at work. So I had to make an appointment with another doctor who would go in and do a biopsy of my cervix. That appointment was June 25th. My wonderful friend Toni drove me to the appointment, waited for me in the waiting room and drove me back home. The procedure itself only took about 15 minutes and for me to say it was uncomfortable is an understatement. But, the doctor said that he could definitely see the area in question and that it was small. He said that when he took the biopsy, he actually took 2 so that he was in fact, removing all the affected area. So even if the results came back as shady, it was gone. I got a call back about 1 1/2 weeks later saying that it was a type 3 concern. 1 being small abnormal changes in the cells. 5 being OMG stuff. So it was basically caught early and completely removed. From here on out, I will have to start going to the Dr. every 6 months as a prevention. The Doctor said it may or may not come back. But, for now it is gone and for that I am relieved.

So. I am in MUCH need of a VACATION!

I can't wait to take a ton of pictures of Michael and his cousins and his aunt and grandparents. It has been since Thanksgiving that I have seen my parents and about 1 1/2 yrs. since Michael has seen my sister or my nephews. :D

Happy 4th!

Hope everyone had a lovely 4th of July!

Michael and I started off the day by doing a Kids Workshop at Home Depot. The first Saturday of every month, they have kits that you can bring you child in and you and he can build something together. And... its free! So Mikey and I have been going the last few months. He gets to wear a little orange apron with his name on it and gets to use the hammer so he loves it.

Here is a pic of us there last month.

Momma had a killer headache all day so we watched movies and relaxed all afternoon. I cooked dinner on the BBQ grill and then we went to go see the fireworks at the park in Robertsdale. It was Michael's first time seeing them that close. They were basically going off right over our heads. Michael made me hold him most of the show and we wound up laying on our backs on our blanket. After he realized that the fireworks were mostly harmless, he really did enjoy them. On the car ride back home, he kept asking when we could go back.

I must say, it is very difficult to take pictures of fireworks due to #1. camera delay #2 the freaking insane amount of smoke that sitting that close brings with it. But here are the ones that came out.

Watching the fireworks or as he called them "Fire Booms"

Oh, and I was the super cool Momma that brought Milk Shakes for us while we waited for the show to start.

Hope everyone had a safe and happy 4th of July!!!

My Favorite Rockstar

Beach!

My friend Amy and I went to the beach yesterday. There is something about last minute plans that end the day sitting in the sand that is just lovely! Mikey is at his Dad's for the weekend but hopefully the weather will be just as awesome so I can take him next weekend.

 

 

 

Think he likes it?

Reason# 371 that my son is awesome.