Roll up the Rim

Yesterday while barley conscious I bought a coffee cause i could not stand the mental effort required to make coffee at home. This is all related working nights.
It took me a while to notice the bright yellow on the cup, and when I finally did and deduced it was roll up the rim time, I thought " Oh great just anther opportunity for failure".

I don't think I'm in a good space now. Lord I need spring..

For the record, I didn't win any thing.

Give me a break

I'm sick of...

• People being afraid of needles. Get over it.
• People who can't swallow pills. Grow up.
• People who don't know what medicine they are on, or what it is for. It is all good cause it is 'on file' and their doctor knows.
• People who don't like taking medicine who come to the hospital..... Hello?? What do you want us to do here?

Silly Boy

Shoulder Injury

The other night Maya was sitting on top of the couch and magically fell off. There was a rather loud thump, and extended crying.. but there is always extended crying with Maya. She crys several times a day. Being a nurse and all I took a courtesy view. No deformity, no bruising, CSM normal, complete ROM with pain- but nothing too concerning. She continued to whine about it, requesting assistance to put on her jammies, even to turn over in bed, but I just thought she was lying it on thick this time, poor girl must really need attention.

The next day, she can't dress herself, can't reach without alot of crying, can't climb into the car or do up her seat belt.... and of course I am at work. Now she absolutely denies there is any thing wrong with her shoulder, she is fine, moving it all around- grimacing with every movement of course. So my daughter became my patient.

Turns out she actually did something. Maya has a first degree shoulder separation. Rather minor but she is making things more difficult for herself. She absolutely refuses to wear a sling. They are 'yucky'. This picture was taken after I had begged her to try the nice fabric sling. The crying was because she hated it so much that she didn't want photographic evidence of her actually wearing it. She is very good about protecting it, not using it, and adapting to the injury, but I'm sure she will be happy to be a fully functional girl in two weeks when it should be healed.

Winter Torture Chamber

On cold winter days, when the wind is blowing, and the snow is knee height I go to a little place called the basement. In the basement I climb on my bike enclosed in my wind trainer, and pedal- no where.

I was wrong.. there is something worse then a treadmill. Even when I am basking in the Big Love goodness it is Hell.

I thought getting a bike computer and bike shoes with pedals would help me love it. Wrong Wrong. The ride then just becomes more demanding as I am pushing and pulling with every stroke and it is oh so depressing seeing how slowly I am going and the kilometres are not not flying by but crawling.

And have I mentioned the pain originating from my gluteal region?

Too Much

Recently I was going through Maya's drawers sorting out clothes that are too small or she never wears, or simply has too many of. For example, Maya has in excess of 25pairs of underware!! Her clothing options for the day are defently more numerous then mine. Pick the occations and Maya has several choices for footwear. My point- she has too much-At her age I can remember what I wore because I wore it soo many times cause I simply didn't have alot.
I think we buy too much, we don't need it but buy it. I could stop buying for a year, but i'm not ready for that. I just think we need to be really mindful of what we already have before buy more and think- is that item really needed..... sports related exsempted.

Special Family time...

 

Beacause I do not like my nails painted.. Luke had to.

Our Special Powers

 

Now I'm not quite sure how on a evolutoney scale this developed or how it can be useful, but Maya and I have got it made...

We can hyper extend our elbows!!!

Nightmare

Now I know many people struggle with fertility and the longing for children.

However I do not. I really wonder what it would have been like to actually plan a pregnancy. Hence last night when I dreamed I was pregnant, and woke realizing it was all a dream, my relief was great. I thought the vasectomy would cure the fear. When the results of the sperm count came back zero perhaps I could have relaxed. I can't.

Just to be safe I think I need surgery.

Happy 16th Birthday Courtney.

 

I will not call you tonight cause I'm sure you are celebrating the joy/ angst of actually being 16. Look for something next week.

Buy Americian

I was thinking about Obama big economic stimulus blah blah, and my thought was..

..How can people buy American if everything that is "American' is produced off shore.

Anne's word of wisdom...

.....White sweat socks are meant to be worn with athletic shoes only. Under no circumstance should white socks be worn with formal clothing, especially black formal clothing.

Emotionally Stunted

My Nana died last week.

I have not cried. I have not been sad. Mostly I have been slightly annoyed that it took a week for the funeral to happen, and that the funeral was a grave side service... in February. What was she thinking when she planned that?

Maybe I'm jaded cause I see death frequently, maybe I knew that her time had come, perhaps I just knew that she wasn't happy in her body any more. Mostly I'm happy cause she isn't suffering anymore. So I didn't cry at the funeral, I rejoiced at the life she led. I did wish I had talked to her more about being a nurse...but I can't live in regrets.

So so long Nana, I know you thought I was perfect, but I'm far from it :)