Something that irks me (probably more than it should) is the whole "pray for me!" "Praying!" that everyone says (especially on FB).
I don't.
Not just because I'm not superstitious and don't believe in the omnipotent sky daddy - but because it means *NOTHING*.
I do tell people I'm thinking of them. I give them (what I hope are) encouraging words - but "praying!" is not encouraging to me.
All that tells me is that you're talking to an imaginary friend who, if it were so all-knowing (and so all-loving), would have already known of whatever strife/illness/accident/problem you had and would have already dealt with it.
But we all know that isn't the case.
Ok, the rational among us know that isn't the case.
I've had to bite my tongue (and clasp my hands!) to keep from replying to all of the people who are "praying!" at my hubby's posts on FB about his latest medical drama.
I KNOW they mean well - but dayum. How about instead of the ridiculous "praying" they drop an actual personal note or comment?
I have a good friend who just had surgery. A shit tonne of "praying!!" comments.
Not from me.
I told her that she was going to do great - and to not make the staff laugh too much at inopportune moments (she is hilarious and makes us all crack up all the time - the Sarcasm Queen). And that she was in my thoughts.
I did NOT tell her that I was going to wish to the great pretend sky daddy that things go ok.
Sigh.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
The bloglovin thing
Just trying something out here... I follow a lot of blogs on Bloglovin.
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What a crazy couple of days...
Yup - it has been a crazy couple of days.
Yesterday, the hubby had an incident.
A thing.
This thing caused him to lose his ability to recall short term memories.
And I say recall them (and not just form them), because later on he was able to remember being confused and not remembering.
I rushed home from work yesterday at the end of my lunch-hour. And when I say rush - I mean it. Normally, on a mostly speed-limit drive, it's about 45 minutes. I did it in around 30. Of course, in that 30 minutes I got my OMG FREAK OUT SPAZ CRISIS out of the way so I could keep it together at home.
When I got home, Jamie was in the bathroom, washing his face "getting ready to go". Then, he refused to go and just sat down on the floor.
Let's just say, it was an ordeal getting him out of the house. And into the car.
He could NOT focus. I repeatedly had to snap my fingers and go all "bitch mode" to get him moving. Or to get his attention at all.
I drove us to the hospital - Juliana ran in, got a wheelchair, and told the attendant that we had a man coming in who we think is having a stroke.
We rushed him in, they took him right back.
By this time, he was not speaking well. Very "slurry" if at all - and the what he was saying didn't make any sense.
Jamie is normally a very intelligent, articulate, well spoken, and verbose man.
He could barely speak his own name.
Yeah, I was freaking out (inside).
They drew blood, did a CT scan, did a chest x-ray, did an EKG and probably a few other things I can't remember right now.
Throughout most of this ordeal yesterday, he did not remember any of it.
Every time the automatic blood pressure cuff went off, he looked at it - shocked - and asked how that got there.
I stepped into the restroom to make a quick phone call. When I came back, he asked me (again!) if I was here on my lunch break. He didn't remember that I was at home and that I got him there.
He also didn't recognize Juliana and looked very confused when he looked at me.
Over and over it was "What time is it?" "Where are we?" "Did I have another one?" "I'm hungry." "Are they both (mom & dad) in the waiting room?" (his mom passed 2 years ago)
As the day went on, the repeated questions became fewer - and he became more aware of things.
By the time I left the hospital (yes, they admitted him) he remembered all of "yesterday" and most of "today". The only things that were still fuzzy were getting to and into the car and the short ride to the hospital.
He has since told us that no, he didn't recognize Juliana at one point - and couldn't figure out why my hair was so short. It has been short for about 2 years... before that it was VERY long.
Jamie is home now - and asleep. He had to have an MRI and he gets *very* claustrophobic in them... so they gave him Valium first. Other than that, he seems back to normal.
As it turns out, this thing that happened is *probably* a TIA . Another one. He had several before we met (we've been together for 15 years).
Sorry for the ramblyness... It's been a crazy couple of days.
Yesterday, the hubby had an incident.
A thing.
This thing caused him to lose his ability to recall short term memories.
And I say recall them (and not just form them), because later on he was able to remember being confused and not remembering.
I rushed home from work yesterday at the end of my lunch-hour. And when I say rush - I mean it. Normally, on a mostly speed-limit drive, it's about 45 minutes. I did it in around 30. Of course, in that 30 minutes I got my OMG FREAK OUT SPAZ CRISIS out of the way so I could keep it together at home.
When I got home, Jamie was in the bathroom, washing his face "getting ready to go". Then, he refused to go and just sat down on the floor.
Let's just say, it was an ordeal getting him out of the house. And into the car.
He could NOT focus. I repeatedly had to snap my fingers and go all "bitch mode" to get him moving. Or to get his attention at all.
I drove us to the hospital - Juliana ran in, got a wheelchair, and told the attendant that we had a man coming in who we think is having a stroke.
We rushed him in, they took him right back.
By this time, he was not speaking well. Very "slurry" if at all - and the what he was saying didn't make any sense.
Jamie is normally a very intelligent, articulate, well spoken, and verbose man.
He could barely speak his own name.
Yeah, I was freaking out (inside).
They drew blood, did a CT scan, did a chest x-ray, did an EKG and probably a few other things I can't remember right now.
Throughout most of this ordeal yesterday, he did not remember any of it.
Every time the automatic blood pressure cuff went off, he looked at it - shocked - and asked how that got there.
I stepped into the restroom to make a quick phone call. When I came back, he asked me (again!) if I was here on my lunch break. He didn't remember that I was at home and that I got him there.
He also didn't recognize Juliana and looked very confused when he looked at me.
Over and over it was "What time is it?" "Where are we?" "Did I have another one?" "I'm hungry." "Are they both (mom & dad) in the waiting room?" (his mom passed 2 years ago)
As the day went on, the repeated questions became fewer - and he became more aware of things.
By the time I left the hospital (yes, they admitted him) he remembered all of "yesterday" and most of "today". The only things that were still fuzzy were getting to and into the car and the short ride to the hospital.
He has since told us that no, he didn't recognize Juliana at one point - and couldn't figure out why my hair was so short. It has been short for about 2 years... before that it was VERY long.
Jamie is home now - and asleep. He had to have an MRI and he gets *very* claustrophobic in them... so they gave him Valium first. Other than that, he seems back to normal.
As it turns out, this thing that happened is *probably* a TIA . Another one. He had several before we met (we've been together for 15 years).
Sorry for the ramblyness... It's been a crazy couple of days.
Monday, November 11, 2013
Go see the giveaway!
If you have tween girls... or know someone who does - you know they like to wear makeup.
Well, here is some age appropriate make up!
(yes, it does exist)
http://www.threeloudkids.com/2013/11/11/allykats-review-giveaway/
Threeloudkids.com is doing a giveaway with allykats.
Go. Check it out.
You know you want to.
Well, here is some age appropriate make up!
(yes, it does exist)
http://www.threeloudkids.com/2013/11/11/allykats-review-giveaway/
Threeloudkids.com is doing a giveaway with allykats.
Go. Check it out.
You know you want to.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Medical stuff
I'm really annoyed with health insurance crap.
REALLY.
I got a notice in the mail that my current diabetes test strips will NOT be covered starting in January.
So now I've had to order a new meter and I have to get my doctor to write me a prescription for the new test strips.
I have to go with either the OneTouch Verio IQ or one of the One Touch Ultra.
I've decided to get the One Touch UltraMini meter. In Purple.
I wonder if that will make me hate purple?
REALLY.
I got a notice in the mail that my current diabetes test strips will NOT be covered starting in January.
So now I've had to order a new meter and I have to get my doctor to write me a prescription for the new test strips.
I have to go with either the OneTouch Verio IQ or one of the One Touch Ultra.
I've decided to get the One Touch UltraMini meter. In Purple.
I wonder if that will make me hate purple?
Friday, November 8, 2013
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