Ladies, let's be real, we love our significant others and our family but there is something about being with your friends that is good for the soul. I enjoy being with my husband, I'm sure I talk his ear off and he does a great job of listening...but when you're with your friends, you can talk about everything and anything and they always support you (or at least act like they do) and you can reminisce about the good ole' days---
Last Friday, I had the pleasure of spending the day with one of my best friends, and for confidentiality purposes, I won't give names. Whenever she blogs she calls her family the "bears" and she has two bears...baby bear is 5 and tiny bear is 2...(this reminds me of the books the Berenstain Bears)..hahaha.
Anyways, upon arrival baby bear does what most boy baby bears do...hide and crawl and try to sneak attack me, total boy! After teaching, I am convinced that all little boys have the same amount of energy and like to do many silly things to bother their little sisters. Tiny bear patiently sits at the table and waits for her food, at one point, she wanted me to hold her..... and who doesn't love to snuggle with a 2 year old....total sweetness!
The bears picked at their food and then rushed to the play place (we were at Chic Fil A) the perfect place for the kids to play and the adults to play catch up! I enjoyed talking to my friend and spending a few hours of girl talk; it makes you miss the moments you used to have pre-marriage and pre-babies when you could just drop your life and go see your friends. It doesn't work like that anymore, we all have our own families to keep up with. We giggled and shared recent stories...sooo soothing for the soul. Best friends are the greatest!
Some of the funniest parts of our visit were with her bears. At one point baby bear enjoyed doing brotherly things to tiny bear like...spitting water out of his straw at her, or trying to sneak attack her chicken nuggets. Tiny bear can totally handle these situations...you go girl! As a child, my younger brother liked to do brotherly things to me too! One time, he took a wind up car and put it in my hair...winding up my hair in the wheels...that was one interesting hair cut! Or the countless times he would put gum in my hair while I was peacefully watching a movie, he laughed about it! Little boys.....
So tiny bear is being potty trained, and at one point, she literally darts out of the play place and guns it for the bathroom....I don't think that Usain Bolt could of out ran that little girl..proud mommy moment for my friend but I was hysterically laughing...GO TINY BEAR!
At the end of it all, my friend thanked me for spending time with her silly bears....I love these little chickens and they keep everything entertaining!
Best friends are the best :)
Monday, August 12, 2013
Monday, August 5, 2013
I could not be a doctor.....
Have you ever wondered how your general doctor is able to figure out what is going on with your body? Every symptom leads to EVERYTHING! I guess they have to go through a process of elimination to really figure out what is wrong. I'm guessing, by now, they are tired of seeing me in there every week with something new going on....and guess what....I'm tired of going in there every week with something new.
I really wish I could press a rewind button and go back to the month of June when I felt like the cherry on top of an ice cream sundae. However, time travel does not exist, and instead I get to feel like the empty bowl....no cherries...no fudge syrup...and no ice cream!
Sooooo I may be whining a bit on this blog, but you would too!
Where shall I start...with the lumps. So I developed an almond sized lump behind my ear, went to the doctor and he said I had some crazy ear infection thing, so he prescribed me some antibiotics and referred me to the ENT doctor. After the antibiotics were up, I made a visit to the ENT in the beginning of July. Which, by the way, was a very unpleasant visit. The office staff was very unfriendly and gave me a hard time about my last name not being changed on my insurance card, one I thought we had that sorted out, she (this office clerk) proceeded to talk about me and the card to another employee where I could hear it....eeeeekkkk....a little unprofessional. I understand that we have bad days, trust me, I get it! I didn't feel like it was THAT big of a deal to need to tell someone I should get this straightened out...anyways...that's neither here nor there...just a bad experience. The doctor told me it was nothing to worry about.
About a week and a half later my poor stomach was so enlarged I looked like I had a whole football stuck in it, so we (Brandon and I) spent a whole Saturday in urgent care. They took some x rays, did the whole urine test thing, and decided that I just needed to poo...A LOT...laugh it up people! She (this doctor) gave me some crazy meds that are usually prescribed to people with chronic constipation...it made me feel very strange! It made my heart race, shortness of breath, nausea....but it did state that these were side effects so I took all of my dosage to clear up my "little"problem.
Once I stopped taking the meds I didn't want to eat...anything at all...where did my appetite go?!?!?! When I ate something, my stomach felt like little bombs were going off and I would still get nauseous. I like to eat...so when this was a problem...I went back to the doctor, she took blood to check my thyroid, liver, and kidney functions. Everything came back fine....but I still did not have an appetite....my body is dwindling away....seriously I have lost a good seven pounds in a week...not cool people!
This past week (Tuesday to be exact), after a few days of not eating, chest pain, neck pain, and a new little lump on my head...we decided to go to the ER. We actually didn't have to wait that long to get into a room, but once we were in the room we had to wait awhile because they wanted to run MORE blood work. What did we discover???? Nothing...I'm not anemic, electrolytes are fine, liver is fine. So his diagnosis is that I'm experiencing anxiety that is causing the neck spasms...well yea I am having anxiety because my once normal stomach, is not normal anymore! The chest pain could be acid reflux...dude...I have never had bad heartburn or indigestion before. However, I was taking Motrin for the neck pain so it could have built up acid in my stomach, or so we were told. I was not scanned or sonogrammed, instead I was sent home with some acid reflux meds and Valium to relax. Unless you are vomiting, pooing blood, have a high fever, have a broken limb, or are in excruciating pain...do not go to the ER because to them, its not an emergency.( Just to clarify...the neck pain was pretty intense and the new lump scared me.)
I spent a few more days lying around the house eating soup here and there and mainly sleeping a lot...thanks to the Valium. My poor husband has stayed by my side just as miserable because I don't want to do much of anything (lack of energy).
On Saturday morning I went back to my physician and she checked out some more things...thought it could be this...and prescribed more antibiotics.
After being palpated by the doctor, I tried to get dressed up, go get a pedi, and run an errand in hopes that I would feel better. When I came home...I was exhausted...probably because I haven't eaten much of anything. Brandon and I went to eat sushi (which I proudly ate) but suffered those darn stomach aches later. I went to bed early and had to miss fun with friends, but I didn't want to ruin any of the fun. However, I was glad that my poor husband got to get out of the house and join the party.
At this point, I am pretty convinced that I am running an at home pharmacy. My stomach is still not right, I had the bubblies all night long and this morning. I am praying that it is this new medication causing the bubblies ( we all know what comes with the bubblies). My grandparents came and brought flowers and some home made chicken noodle soup. Grandparents are the best! Praying that this course of antibiotics will clear up whatever these stomach ailments are.
For now, I will thank God for a loving husband, a great family, a healthy puppy, and to experience another beautiful day...goodness in the 80's?
I really wish I could press a rewind button and go back to the month of June when I felt like the cherry on top of an ice cream sundae. However, time travel does not exist, and instead I get to feel like the empty bowl....no cherries...no fudge syrup...and no ice cream!
Sooooo I may be whining a bit on this blog, but you would too!
Where shall I start...with the lumps. So I developed an almond sized lump behind my ear, went to the doctor and he said I had some crazy ear infection thing, so he prescribed me some antibiotics and referred me to the ENT doctor. After the antibiotics were up, I made a visit to the ENT in the beginning of July. Which, by the way, was a very unpleasant visit. The office staff was very unfriendly and gave me a hard time about my last name not being changed on my insurance card, one I thought we had that sorted out, she (this office clerk) proceeded to talk about me and the card to another employee where I could hear it....eeeeekkkk....a little unprofessional. I understand that we have bad days, trust me, I get it! I didn't feel like it was THAT big of a deal to need to tell someone I should get this straightened out...anyways...that's neither here nor there...just a bad experience. The doctor told me it was nothing to worry about.
About a week and a half later my poor stomach was so enlarged I looked like I had a whole football stuck in it, so we (Brandon and I) spent a whole Saturday in urgent care. They took some x rays, did the whole urine test thing, and decided that I just needed to poo...A LOT...laugh it up people! She (this doctor) gave me some crazy meds that are usually prescribed to people with chronic constipation...it made me feel very strange! It made my heart race, shortness of breath, nausea....but it did state that these were side effects so I took all of my dosage to clear up my "little"problem.
Once I stopped taking the meds I didn't want to eat...anything at all...where did my appetite go?!?!?! When I ate something, my stomach felt like little bombs were going off and I would still get nauseous. I like to eat...so when this was a problem...I went back to the doctor, she took blood to check my thyroid, liver, and kidney functions. Everything came back fine....but I still did not have an appetite....my body is dwindling away....seriously I have lost a good seven pounds in a week...not cool people!
This past week (Tuesday to be exact), after a few days of not eating, chest pain, neck pain, and a new little lump on my head...we decided to go to the ER. We actually didn't have to wait that long to get into a room, but once we were in the room we had to wait awhile because they wanted to run MORE blood work. What did we discover???? Nothing...I'm not anemic, electrolytes are fine, liver is fine. So his diagnosis is that I'm experiencing anxiety that is causing the neck spasms...well yea I am having anxiety because my once normal stomach, is not normal anymore! The chest pain could be acid reflux...dude...I have never had bad heartburn or indigestion before. However, I was taking Motrin for the neck pain so it could have built up acid in my stomach, or so we were told. I was not scanned or sonogrammed, instead I was sent home with some acid reflux meds and Valium to relax. Unless you are vomiting, pooing blood, have a high fever, have a broken limb, or are in excruciating pain...do not go to the ER because to them, its not an emergency.( Just to clarify...the neck pain was pretty intense and the new lump scared me.)
I spent a few more days lying around the house eating soup here and there and mainly sleeping a lot...thanks to the Valium. My poor husband has stayed by my side just as miserable because I don't want to do much of anything (lack of energy).
On Saturday morning I went back to my physician and she checked out some more things...thought it could be this...and prescribed more antibiotics.
After being palpated by the doctor, I tried to get dressed up, go get a pedi, and run an errand in hopes that I would feel better. When I came home...I was exhausted...probably because I haven't eaten much of anything. Brandon and I went to eat sushi (which I proudly ate) but suffered those darn stomach aches later. I went to bed early and had to miss fun with friends, but I didn't want to ruin any of the fun. However, I was glad that my poor husband got to get out of the house and join the party.
At this point, I am pretty convinced that I am running an at home pharmacy. My stomach is still not right, I had the bubblies all night long and this morning. I am praying that it is this new medication causing the bubblies ( we all know what comes with the bubblies). My grandparents came and brought flowers and some home made chicken noodle soup. Grandparents are the best! Praying that this course of antibiotics will clear up whatever these stomach ailments are.
For now, I will thank God for a loving husband, a great family, a healthy puppy, and to experience another beautiful day...goodness in the 80's?
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