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Posted by nonnasnonsense on February 26, 2012
Hello..oo..oo. Wow, that’s quite an echo in here. So, as the title suggests, I have been thinking about getting back to my bloggy world. I still don’t know if this is just a passing fancy or something I will actually be following through with, but I think I’m going to give it a try. Hopefully, I will manage to write something now and then without going all OCD about reading and commenting on other blogs. I don’t even know if that is why I stopped writing, but I do know that I have missed a LOT of people and I’m looking forward to reconnecting with y’all. I’m supposed to be studying right now, so I’m not going to try to catch up on the last year (or has it been TWO years??) of my life right now. I just wanted to give a shout out to let people know I’m still alive and (hopefully) will be back soon with all the good and bad deets of my life.
Crap, I just realized I have completely forgotten how to blog lol. I think a refresher course and definitely a remodel of my blog is going to be in order. I sure hope this isn’t too complicated for my poor brain to re-learn 🙂
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on October 29, 2010
bless me, oh bloggy-god for i have sinned…a BUNCH. i checked and my last confession..errr..post was jan 31!!! i have committed many sins since then. the sin of falsehood (“i’ll blog something today” to my mother/sister/best friend) the sin of sloth (see when last post was), the sin of envy (have you seen how popular WoW is??), the sin of pride (i mean come on..i haven’t posted in almost a YEAR, but i still look at my stats to see if any poor soul has wandered by), the sin of lust (well, that’s lusting for my hubby, so i might get to slide on that one 😉 also, i can’t find the right sin in the 7 deadly sins, but surely this would qualify as one. the sin of abandonment (like as in i get my best friend roped into writing a blog and then completely abandon my writing AS WELL AS i quit reading hers and everybody Else’s too. oh! the shame of it all!)
so what’s my punishment oh wise bloggy-god? (who, btw, is totally just make believe and in no way refers to anything sacrilegious or a false god or anything else that will get me in trouble with any churchy-type readers 🙂
what?! i have to post 2 hail mary passes posts in one 24 hr period, leave 5 “i’m sorry i haven’t read your blog in forever” comments, and worship type at least once a week to the bloggy-god AND FINALLY i have to promise to sin no more (bloggy-sins that is. we don’t wanna get carried away here 😉
well, i hope i can stick to this punishment and carry it all out with a new light shining in my bloggy-soul and i will try not to continue to hide my words under a bushel.
hmm am i missing going to church? let’s think about it… have to get up waaaay too early on a sunday morning, have to wear a DRESS and MAKEUP and SIT STILL for hours and hours on a hard wooden pew…NAAHHHH i think i just thought it was a funny twist on a serious subject that might possibly make somebody smile and maybe even be able to tick some ppl off. ya never know 🙂
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on September 9, 2009
here it goes:
had surgery on monday the 31st. i did in fact stay up all night, rather than sleep a little and get up at 3:30am (btw: NOT recomended). the surgery went great. the recovery room sucked, because they talked me out of doing the epidural if they only did the laparoscopic surgery. i was in more pain and stayed in there longer, than this poor woman who had a double mastectomy! i have decided that between the fibromyalgia (which increases your nerve receptors or some such) and the EDS (which makes my muscles have to work a lot more than they should), i just don’t respond normally to what should have been an “easy surgery”.
so, after several shots of different pain meds, they finally got enough drugs in me to inform me that i would be going home that day. they sent me to another holding room. now, A) i wanted to stay overnight because i know how much pain i would be in and it’s much easier to just push that morphine button than trying to ride home 2 hours away and popping pills all night. B)holding room = gurney. which SUCKS! i wanted a bed so bad! after laying on the gurney for upteen hours before, during, and after the surgery my back and hips were killing me. C) i hate the whole send you home before you know for sure that your wounds are going to heal correctly, etc..
well, i guess they have figured out how to get someone like me to leave. they wouldn’t let me take a wheelchair and go outside to smoke. it was going on about 11 hrs without a smoke and i was dying for one. they said that i could go have a smoke if i am leaving, so all of a sudden i was really ready to leave! lol the ride home was not fun. my last dose of pain meds had started wearing off and we had to go over to the V.A. to get my ‘scripts filled. THANK GOODNESS the v.a. nurse took pity on me and just gave my scripts to the doc so i didn’t have to wait through the whole ER process. i took my nausea med, waited a while and took a pain pill. we got about 1 or 2 miles from the hospital and i threw up (good thing i took my puke tub with me when i checked out). that brought on a kind of mild panic attack cuz i was afraid of what it would do to my stomach and cuz my arms and legs were tingling like when you hyper ventilate. i started breathing in a paper bag, but it didn’t stop so i freaked and tried calling my mom (she was a nurse). she didn’t answer so i called her twin (aunt faye who was also a nurse) and she talked me down from my panic attack.
alright. we get home finally and i can’t go to sleep! i’ve been up since 11am on sunday and it was 11pm on monday before i could get to sleep. i don’t know why. i was exhausted, my eyes hurt like hell from something they put in them (i swear it was sand) during the surgery. i finally get to sleep, wake up every 4 hours or so for meds, and then get up around 8am on tuesday. i was sooo freaking restless tuesday that i hardly never sat still. i don’t know what was wrong with me (again) but it seemed like it i was only comfortable if i was walking instead of sitting. i decided to take a shower and wash my hair thinking that might calm me down some.
…yadda, yadda, yadda…(don’t really remember much of tuesday eve/night except taking pills earlier and earlier)
wednesday morning i’m up early even though i wanted to sleep in. i’m taking my pain pills every 3 hours now (which i found out accidentally was the correct dosage. i had assumed they were every 4-6 hrs like most pain pills and i had been trying to stretch it to 5 hours! lol) and the pain is not going down at all. i decided i needed to write down when and what i was taking, because i was afraid that i was taking so much that i would forget and take too much. the pain was increasing and it should not have been that bad at that point. i tried doubling my pain pills. no effect to the pain. went to the bathroom and noticed that the inside of my shirt had something on it. my incision was oozing something that didn’t look very good. ok, call the v.a. clinic in my town. they don’t want to touch me. they want me to call the surgeon. i call her office. her nurse starts to tell me that i can come in the next day and they can check it. i told her that there was no way i could drive 2 hrs feeling the way i did, nor could i wait another day in this pain. i read off the meds i had taken since last night and didn’t even get through half of them when she told me to go to my local ER.
off to River Park (hospital that kills people, that you only go to if you’re dying so they can stabilize you and send you to a real hospital) we go. they check me in and the nurse looks at my incision. first thing she says is “oh, yeah. that’s not right”. it’s amazing how many conflicting emotions you can have at the same time. relief-cuz i know there’s actually something wrong and i’m not just being a cry baby. anger-cuz they should have let me stay in the hospital long enough to make sure this wouldn’t happen. scared-because there is now something ELSE wrong with me and all i can think of is staph infections and flesh-eating bacteria lol
they gave me an i.v., gave me some morphine which totally didn’t work. it seemed like it made all of my minor pains from the 3 other small incisions go away which amplified the infected one to 10x worse pain. don’t ask me how. i just know it did. so i begged for something else and they gave me a shot of toradol. that stuff is my new best friend. after only about 5 minutes or so i was feeling much better. then they took x-rays. i guess to make sure they didn’t leave something inside of me 🙂 they didn’t see anything abnormal, but they informed me my bowels were quite full. NO SHIT (pun intended) i was backed up 4 days before the surgery and after all the pain meds i was stillll backed up. half the time i didn’t know if it was my surgery or just my stomach hurting.
friday off we (poor hubby/chauffeur & me) go back to nashville to be seen by yet another dr. that i haven’t ever met. my surgeon is on vacation this week. so he looks at my nasty oozing wound and tells me he is more concerned with the not going poop for 9 long-painful-days. he pokes around on my stomach and says that he doesn’t feel any abscesses or such. tells me to violate myself with an enema and sends me on my way.
get home. violate myself. NOTHING HAPPENS!! also, as i’m changing my bandage i happen to push down on this very hard area right above the incision. now, i mentioned this area to the dr. earlier, but he said it was fine. well, low and behold, when you press that area, more stuff comes out!! hmmm, to me that seems like one of those abscesses he was checking to make sure i didn’t have. at this point i just give up. i tell hubby that i don’t give a crap any more i can either rot away from the inside or blow up. i’m not going to another dr. about this crap. i’m not trying to call another dr. that’s it! i’m done.
saturday comes and i was just going to lay in bed all day and wallow in my self-pity. nope. my tummy starts cramping. off to the “loo” i go. yeah! splash down lol. things started getting better after that. i think my incision is pretty much healed up. just a little bit of oozing going on. hard place is getting smaller (still there a little bit, which worries me some, but i’m ignoring that voice). oh! and i think i have thrush from the antibiotics. never had it before. never want it again. just about everything i eat hurts! oh and smoking? FORGET IT! it burns like a, a, something that burns really bad. lol i totally lost a good comparison.
to make long story just a little bit longer…hopefully from now on i will only be blogging about funny, happy things and can leave my pathetic, pitiful, health crap off of here. i can always torture my family with that 🙂
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on August 18, 2009
my ongoing, getting quite ridiculous, journey to get this stupid cyst removed:i guess i should update y’all very briefly about this saga:
murfreesboro VA sent me to nashville VA because they couldn’t actually see any ovarian tissue so they can’t do the surgery in murfreesboro due to the lack of a general surgeon if the ovarian cyst turns out to be something else.
nashville VA surgeon wants a gyn/oncology surgeon AND a general surgeon, AND a bowel surgeon there just to cover all the bases.
nashville VA doesn’t have all of these types of surgeons so they send me to vanderbilt gyn/oncologist.
then original vandy surgeon drops me and hands me off to somebody else. now, i have my gyn/cancer surgeon (like THAT’S not enough to scare the crap out of ya) and now i have a bowel surgeon that keeps saying the words tumor and colon re-section and colostomy bag (more scary crap).
finally get a surgery set for august 18th, 1pm. so here is how that went:
are you ready for this one? i’m lying at Vanderbilt hospital, i.v. in place, totally cool err warm hospital gown (with built in heater) on, waiting to speak to the anesthesiologist and the surgeon…
…in comes the nurse. surgery is running quite a bit behind. might be a couple hours late to get started. my response: ok, can i go smoke a cigarette?? she goes and checks…nope no cigarette allowed but just hang in there. ok, back to waiting game…
….in comes the surgery student chick. somebody’s surgery has changed from laparoscopic to full blown open abdominal surgery (just like what my surgery might be). surgery resident(?) says the dreaded words: “i’m so sorry to tell you this, but you’re surgery has been canceled.”
1st thought: oh, crap i gotta take the bowel prep stuff all over again. nope, surgery chick says the dr. isn’t gonna make me do the bowel prep again.
2nd thought: how long am i gonna have to wait for a new date??
3rdthought: doesn’t anybody else see the danger of continually delaying this surgery??!!! the longer the cyst/mass/tumor (take your pick) is in me, the more it grows, the more chance there is that it will attach to my colon or bladder! ok, so i resign myself to the fact that i can’t talk the nice surgery chick into bumping the other person before me and send them home…
…in comes a nurse to remove my i.v. she tries to offer some stupid platitudes that i guess are supposed to magically make me happy and not be upset that i was this<–>close to having this damn thing removed. well, it didn’t work. then the bowel prep comment sinks in. i look at my mom and say “how the heck can i NOT do the bowel prep next time?? if i needed it now, i’ll need it just as much if not more the next time! i think the dr. is just trying to make me feel better today and then she’ll change her mind later.” then i said something about how i guess i was wrong thinking that having my surgery at vandy would go smoother than thru the V.A.
remember that nurse that was removing my i.v.? well, she decides it’s her place to jump into MY conversation with my MOM and tell me how she doesn’t appreciate me taking my anger out on her. what?! excuse the holy-f’ing-shit out of me!! you want to see anger, lady, well you just pushed the wrong button! how dare she! i can air my grievances to my mom any flipping time i like! i don’t remember what i said to her since i went from zero to redneck in about 1/2 a second but the conversation ended with me telling her to get out of my room and me slamming the door in her face. i’m still in shock over her gall to try to reprimand me for being upset, when they just made me, my husband, & my mom drive over 2 hours, sit and wait for another 3 hours for nothing! to say nothing of the fact that i was hungry, thirsty, got up early, AND had no coffee. stupid wench. she’s lucky i didn’t take that i.v. and poke her eye out with it!
so, now i am rescheduled for 8/31 at 7 freaking 30 in the a.m. which means i have to be there at 5:30 a.m., which means i will have to leave at 3-oh, my lord, i might as well stay up all night-30 in the a.m. OR fork out money for a hotel room in nashville the night b4. oh, and now i will totally miss the g-kids b-day party which is gonna be on the 5th at an indoor bounce/slide type place where the adults are allowed to play too! double bummer! ok, i guess i’ve vented enough. maybe i’ve gotten it out of my system.
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on August 15, 2009
yes, i should be posting about the camping trip..go read seashore’s version and hush
yes, i should be posting about my bone-marrow biopsy (that got cancelled cuz of poison ivy breakout and resulting shot – woohoo!)
yes, i should be posting about my surgery to remove my “tumor” (it’s a freakin’ ovarian cyst! stop saying tumor you stupid dr.s!)
yes, i should be posting about my beautiful, bountiful garden…got the pics, i’ll get to it later than sooner 🙂
so, you must be asking yourself what has got me excited enough to break my silence and sit down and post, right? well…..it’s WORMS!!!
no, not the “uh oh, fido’s scooting across the rug on his butt” kind of worms…CATALPA WORMS! these are the BEST catfish bait known to man (well at least known to this WOman). i bought a couple of catalpa trees from the nursery where i used to work hoping that i would have the right sphinx moth among my many, many, way too freakin’ many moths around my house. the sphinx month lays the eggs for the catalpa worms. i’ve got them!! here is a pic of the tree (it looks a little rough because it got a little wind burned on the way home)
the brown leaves on the bottom are from the worms eating their first meals. they will hatch in early spring and late summer and pretty much strip the tree of leaves. that’s fine with me though, cuz it won’t kill the tree. you can take the worms and pack them in either sawdust or cornmeal and freeze them. then you just thaw them out (and supposedly they come back to life) when you’re ready to go fishing. here is what my little babies look like now:
aren’t they just adorable?? i have about 2 or 3 more leaves with this many on them and i swear i think they have doubled in size from just yesterday! my other tree didn’t have any on it yet, so i took a few off of this tree and transplanted them to the other. this is what they will look like once they are full size and ready to be bait:
here is a little blurb about how to fish with these juicy worms:
“There are several ways to use this worm as bait. It can be cut in half, turned inside out and threaded on the hook. Another way is to cut them in pieces just like an earthworm. But the most common way seems to be cut (or bite-YUK!!!) its head off, use the end of a match and turn its body inside out. The common thread here is to release its aromatic scent and green fluorescent juices.”
if you’re interested you can read the rest of that article here.
oh, and i am soooo not gonna be biting off the heads. that is just WRONG. i will however pinch off the heads and turn them inside out as i’m putting them on the hook.
and yes, mother, i will hook your worms for you.
well, that’s all for now. my surgery is tuesday and i’m hoping to talk step-daughter into letting me borrow her laptop for a little while so i can post all of those things i’ve been too lazy to do. hopefully, i will get to catch up on a bunch of blog reading too!
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on June 10, 2009
hi everybody! yes, it’s actually me and i’m actually posting something. i know, i know, don’t die from the shock. besides the 50 million other excuses i could give for not posting, i have been kinda waiting for my social security hearing (monday) and my surgery consultation (tuesday) to pass so i could update everybody about them. because, let’s face it, there isn’t much else going on in my life right now to talk about other than my health (or lack there of). so, that being said….here is my update:
i still don’t know shit! my hearing went well enough, but the judge decided that since all of my medical care has been through the VA (heaven forbid he trust the GOVERNMENT provided doctors’ opinions) he wants me to go to a doctor of his choice. oh, and a shrink of his choice too. he admitted that he didn’t know anything about Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome and would have to research that and then see what these other dr.s report. my lawyer actually seemed a little more positive after the hearing which is an improvement.
oh, wait. y’all don’t know about that new diagnosis do you?? man, i’m such a slacker. ok, so back in mid-may i went to the rheumatologist at the nashville VA. after listening to my symptoms and my theories (what?? a dr. actually LISTENED to his patient?!!? wtF?) and after he checked several things he came up with a diagnosis. AND it wasn’t “quit smoking and you’ll miraculously be cured” like his fellow rheumatologist told me a few years ago. i have Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (EDS from now on, cuz, you guessed it, i’m lazy like that 🙂 EDS is a genetic disorder that effects my tendons and ligaments so they don’t support my joints which means my muscles have to go into overdrive and stay tensed all the time to compensate. hmmm, sounds a lot like what i’ve been trying to tell my primary care dr. for the last 5+ years. go figure. oh, here is a great website if you’re interested in reading more about EDS. i don’t/won’t know for sure which type i have because you need genetic testing for that and the VA is too cheap to spring for that. the dr. thinks i have type I, II, or III and he is leaning towards III. i’m a little worried that i might have the vascular type which is (of course) the most dangerous and has an expected lifespan of around 48 y/o. i have several of the symptoms of this one, but not any of the major criteria. so, unless i actually get approved for disability and can get medicare/medicaid (whatever) to pay for genetic testing i guess i will never know for sure which type i have. c’est la vie.
on to the surgery clinic yesterday…after waiting for TWO and a half HOURS to be seen, they finally call me in. i go over all the ultrasound and mri findings with the little student-wanna-be-dr. then the real dr. comes in and i get to listen to the student repeat everything to him. then I get to repeat everything to him. *sigh* it would be sooo nice to be able to walk into the dr.’s office and have HIM read my freaking file. you know like maybe during the 2 1/2 freaking hour wait. it gets really old having to repeat this stuff over and over again. anyways, enough ranting about that cuz there are way more fun things to rant about coming up.
so this dr. decides that my ovarian cyst is not an ovarian cyst but some type of mass/tumor/they have no idea what that is associated more with my colon (that’s your poop chute for those not in the know 🙂 than my ovary. now, he wants me to make an appt to talk to this dr. growl (i swear that’s what he called her!) who i believe is an oncologist type surgeon or something. i decided that enough was enough. this would have meant another wait for another appt and then still another wait for a surgery to be scheduled. i, as nicely as my frayed nerves would allow, explained that i have put my life on hold ( ie: no sex, no horseback riding, no anything strenuous, for the last 4 MONTHS) and i was done with this. my ca125 test was negative, which means in all likelihood, whatever this cyst/mass/tumor/B.S is, it’s not cancerous, so just freaking schedule an appointment and take it out already!! he decided that maybe he could page this dr. growl and see if she was available to come talk to me. AMAZING!! you mean that was an option?? then why didn’t you just do that instead of making me beg/plead/demand it??
dr. grau (ok, damnit i guess he wasn’t calling her growl) comes in and we get to go through the whole spiel again. *double sigh* she decides that she would really like to have a look at my colon. oh joy! at least she is nice and says she can use the flexible scope instead of the rigid one, because the rigid one is, well, rigid and it hurts…more. i informed her at this point i didn’t really care what she stuck up where, but i refuse to even try to drink that nasty salt water tasting stuff to “clear a path” for her flexible-so not quite as painful as the rigid-scope. she says she thinks an enema will do the job. double joy.
now, as i once again explain that i’m gonna go postal and kill somebody if they don’t get this done with soon so i can have some sex again (yeah, i said that. you try going this long and not seeing an end in sight. i’m still looking at 4-6 weeks recovery time after the stupid surgery ya know.) she tells me that just in case it is ovarian cancer that she would really like to have a gynecologist there during the surgery too. she makes some calls. are you ready for this one? murfreesboro VA only does gyn type open surgeries so there is no general surgeon there on stand-by. this is why i’m at the nashville VA in the first place. well, it seems that the nashville VA has general surgeons with NO gyn’s! she makes more calls. there are NO gyn’s with privileges to operate there. now why my gyn in murf. can’t come to nash. and be there during the surgery i don’t know. OH, and she also wants an oncologist there too. so now, i guess i’m gonna have to wait until the VA agrees to ship me out on fee basis to a regular hospital AND find a gyn, general surgeon, and an oncologist to all be there at the same time. i guess i might have surgery by oh, maybe the end of the year….if i’m lucky.
on other news fronts: i caught a humongous snapper turtle while fishing for catfish in the in-law’s pond and then i almost caught a huuuugggge catfish. well, if a) we had remembered to put the net in the boat and b) it didn’t take hubby so long to snap a pic that the hook ripped outta the lip of the catfish, i would have landed that sucker! it was funny, i got it up to the boat and was trying to lift it up out of the water and it was so heavy i could only get it’s head up. i looked down into this giant, gaping, maw and said “what the heck do i do with that??” it’s mouth was so big i could have easily stuck my arm down in there and never touched the sides of it. next time, i’ll have my net ready and instruct hubby to video it on his cell 🙂 here’s my snapper pic and i must say, it was much bigger than this pic looks! i would say the shell was at least a good foot across:
the g-kid is doing good, although he’s figuring out how to lie to try to avoid trouble. he really sucks at it though lol. he’ll sit there and think and umm, and wellll, and screw his face up like he’s trying to remember something lol. total give-a-way. oh, and he has started making up for missing out on the terrible two temper tamtrums that he skipped at that age. homey (nonna) don’t play that though. he starts the whining, crying stuff and i just ship him off to his room. i’m such a hard ass his mom has started threatening him with “i’m gonna call nonna and tell her how ugly you’re acting”. hey, if it works, i’ll play the mean cop. better than having a spoiled brat for a g-kid in my book. oh, and he went fishing the other day with his mom and her bf. he caught a nice sized blue gill and was holding it up for his mom to take a pic until it started thrashing around. he went from smiles to this, appropriately named “fish fright” lol:
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on March 31, 2009
let’s see, what to write about first…well, i guess i could always start with an excuse for not having friday fragments. that’s all aunt faye’s fault. her puterwas acting up AGAIN so i went back up to dial-up-hell to see what was wrong with it. after deleting her netzero (am really starting to hate those people) software because i couldn’t get it to connect we i found out that her dvd drive door was stuck. YIKES! i just deleted the software and now i can’t reinstall it! ok, relax, breathe, try system restore. i do. it does its thing. netzero’s software won’t load. great. now what? try the dvd again. yeah! it’s working again. reinstall the software, try to connect to the net. yeah! that works. now try to figure out what her norton antivirus software has up its butt. fix that. now to re-install open office so she can continue working on her book. done! her computer is happy, but now it’s dinner time. so off to mom’s we go (2 doors down the road). ate a couple of buritos and then they decided they wanted to slaughter me play me in dominoes. so we played dominoes, then aunt faye and i head back to her house to watch twilight. i just watched it last weekend with jamie, but since then i have read Midnight Sun (Edward’s viewpoint) so, i didn’t mind watching it again. now that i know what Edward is thinking, it was really cool to see it again and picture his view point.
oh! before we watched the movie i decided to try out my air pump for my air mattress (can’t sleep on a regular bed). i had bought a converter because my air pump only had a cigarette lighter plug and since i’m gonna be using this for a week in nashville i didn’t want to have to blow up the mattress out at the car and then carry it into cuz’s apartment. it didn’t work. great, another thing to return. so, i went out to the van and stuck the mattress inside it (was wet and rainy outside) and start blowing it up. i’m juggling the pump, the tip for the pump, and the mattress itself. just as i get ready to turn the pump off i hear this crazy noise and a kinda thunk/crack sound. i’m trying to cap the mattress before i lose the air while trying to find the off switch on the pump. i then realize that the durn intake has sucked up my drawstring cord from my hood!! great! i take the mattress inside with a pump hanging from my neck, because i can’t get it to let go of my string! i finally pull the string back out and it looks like it’s intact. i take the pump back outside to see if it still works. i plugged it in and turned it on. nothing. shoot (well maybe a harsher expletive cuz i’m a potty mouth). then i remember that my cig. lighter thingy only works if you turn ON the van. dee dee dee. ok. cross my eyes (cuz my fingers were busy) and turn the van on. turn the pump on. nothing. *sigh* ok, so now i will try to buy a new pump that plugs into the wall and take back the converter. crap. why isn’t anything easy these days??
saturday my aunt treats me and mom to the movies cuz she’s so happy that she is able to just sit down at her puter and go online or work on her book with no problems. score! we went to see Duplicity. i liked it, but it was definitely one of those movies where you get confused about who is cheating who, and you just have to sit back and ride it out til the end. after the movie in the restroom there were 2 little old ladies saying “i don’t know. there were just too many twists and turns. i’m not very good at understanding movies like that.” i laughed to myself. i mean the movie is CALLED Duplicity. you just have to assume there’s gonna be some twists and turns here people! lol
so by the time we got back to mom’s it was around 4 or 5. aunt faye had planned on cooking some roasts and my mom was making my chocolate mousse for me. me? i was exhausted! all i could think about was getting home before it got dark so i wouldn’t have to worry about deer or night blindness causing me to go off the mountain. i only got about 4 hours of sleep due to a migraine and a very slow leak in my BRAND NEW air mattress. i, me, nonna, got up at 6 o’clock in the AM. all of that was my excuse for not posting friday fragments. i was in dial-up-hell and have no patience to try to blog on their slow connections. it feels like it takes 10 minutes to pull up a page. i just couldn’t do it.
sunday was my day of rest to recover from my wild weekend. hey! anything more than sitting on the couch or at the computer is wild now-a-days!
monday i was off to the VA shrink cuz my primary care provider, dr. james, thinks i’m crazy. she thinks this, because i told her i don’t care about my cholesterol levels. death by heart attack sounds like a blessing to me at this point in my life. i can’t even fathom going another 20-40 years at the pain level i’m at now. (btw, this is not complaining. just background on why dr. j thinks i’m nuts 🙂 so, i go talk to the shrink. blah, blah, blah, step-dad forced me to eat veges or get beat, other step-dad messed with me in other ways, i’m over it all now, tired and frustrated with being in pain and never finding out why, blah, blah, blah. so, she asks me if i wasn’t in pain any more, would i want to live a long life. well, duh, big red truck, yes. ding, ding, ding. right answer! you’re not crazy just stressed and frustrated. here take yet another pill (what’s one more when you’re taking a handfull anyway, right?) before you go to bed and come back and talk to a therapist in a month. um, ok. hmmm why do i have to talk to somebody if i’m not nuts is what i’m wondering, but at this point i’m making money off my travel pay so what the hell. maybe they can miraculously cure my aversion to veges and that will in turn help my body. i don’t have anything to lose but time, and let’s face it, i obviously have too much of that lately or i wouldn’t be on here talking to y’all! lol
next step, woman’s clinic to see if i can’t just skip the whole wait for a month til your MRI and just take the ovary and cyst out. so, i ask the question i’ve been avoiding. “why am i having this MRI? y’all have never done this before when i had cysts.” well, it turns out it’s not just a regular cyst like all the others i’ve had. this one is a 2 room cyst that has some “wall” in the middle of it. who knows, maybe the little cyst people got tired of living in a 1 room apt and decided to put on an addition. whatever. i just figure it was two eggs that joined or one that started to divide, something like that. so, i say that it would have been nice to know this before so i wouldn’t be stressing about cancer. then she says that, of course, their main concern is ruling that out. what?! then she says that she’s gonna have me go down to the lab to draw some blood for a “tumor marker” test. i say “do you mean a CA 125?” (i do my research doncha know) she says yes. so i go down to the vampires, let them suck my blood, and ask them how long it will take for the results. well, this has to be sent out to lab corp (evil ppl-you would know this if the VA avoided paying a bill for over a year and you had to deal with them on the phone) so it will probably be the end of the week. the whole cancer thing totally made me forget to ask for the MRI to be pushed up. now, i get to wait an anxious 5 days for the lab test and STILL have to wait til april 20th for the MRI and then april 27th for the results. now, i really don’t think this thing is cancerous, and even if it is, i know that little sucker has only been there for 4-6 months. i’m not worried about that part. what just really bugs the crap outta me is the lack of information i was given originally, and the fact that if they have even the slightest suspicion of cancer shouldn’t they be doing the MRI like, STAT??? oh, the joys of dealing with the US Government.
update: CA 125 test is normal (0-35 = normal range; mine = 9.6)
well, that brings y’all up to date, and this is yet another huge, rambling post. so, i think i should be excused (mother) from not writing any more since the last big one 🙂
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on March 24, 2009
it’s too soon…
…for me to be wearing Bi-Focals! i’m now officially old! luckily the VA is worried about my vanity and is gonna let me have the progressive something or other so that nobody can actually tell i’m old. but still. bi-focals? at 37??
it’s too long…
…for me to have to wait until next monday just to ask if they can do my MRI sooner.
it’s too painful…
…to eat OR have sex. dang cyst! hurry up VA. i mean come on. really? i have to go without sex for over a month?? don’t they know that should be illegal? you know, cruel and unusual punishment?
it’s too cute…
…watching james concentrate on his coloring. check out that tongue! lol:
(sorry it’s sideways. don’t have an editor to fix it)
it’s too early…
…to get up at 12pm when you stayed up til 4:45am finishing Clive Cussler’s Arctic Drift. damn Dirk Pitt and his adventures.
it’s too cool…
…that my new P.T. doc is gonna get me back into water therapy on a fee basis (which means i pick the place and the VA foots the bill) AND let the therapist actually treat me however she sees fit. unlike last time where all she could do is give me exercises that just seem to tighten up my muscles even more.
it’s too long…
…until the 2nd movie comes out in the Twilight series. November 20th.
it’s too awesome…
…that you can go online and read the first 264 pages of Stephanie Meyers’ new book Midnight Sun which is Twilight from Edward’s point of view. or so i’m told. i haven’t read it yet, so sue me if that’s incorrect. 🙂
it’s too sad…
…that this post is over from lack of any more interesting things to say. sorry. now go ahead and tell me what’s too, too for you.
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on March 12, 2009
so, we had darts tonight and it was a really close match. we split singles pretty evenly, then we swept 501 doubles, then they swept cricket doubles. score was 16 them 14 us and all that was left was the team game which is worth 4 points. we lost it 😦 final score was 14-20. we were soooo close to winning the team game too. oh well, you win some you lose some. of course the goNADs seem to be losing more than winning lately but, i think we’re still in 2nd place. Jamie finally got to play with us tonight (after much jerking around by the Bitch (hubby’s ex)). she did great! she got 2 tons tonight. i managed to get one ton and 3 bulls (in one turn which is extra skill points for scoring that). now that you know more than you wanted to about our dart night i will try to catch ya up on my week.
Sunday me & sis went up to mom’s and then we all went to visit granny in the hospital. she was doing better but for the first time it hit me that she is actually starting to look old. like getting ready to die old, not just older. it’s sad and scary. we’ve always had a special relationship. i used to come up to TN from FL and spend a month or more with her during the summers. she taught me how to catch blue gills, pick black berries, and can peaches. i didn’t necessarily like the whole canning process but i did it anyways. when i was in 2nd grade she lived with us and we shared a room. i learned to go to sleep listening to country music and watching the Braves or the Bucs on tv with the volume turned off. she would also save me from the punishment of going to my room hungry because i wouldn’t eat my dinner. she always had a stash of candy handy to share with me. i know she’s in her 80’s but she’s my granny. she’s always been there for me to talk to when i needed it and to whip me with a switch when i needed that. she is out of the hospital and back home but you can tell she’s kinda starting to fade away.
enough of that depressing shit.
let’s see. Monday, oh joy. i got to go to the VA for my checkup which i dread because, for some asinine reason, anytime i have to talk to my Dr. about how I’m feeling etc. i start crying. which leads to the whole do you think you need to talk to somebody (meaning are you suicidal? maybe you should see the shrink). i always tell doc that no, I’m not depressed about life in general. i just get frustrated and depressed about my stupid body that wants to fall apart in weird ways that nobody can actually pinpoint the cause of. it makes me feel like maybe i am crazy and it’s all in my head, when i know it really isn’t.
so, this time after i told her that i didn’t give a crap about my high cholesterol because all it meant was that i might have a heart attack in the next 10-20 years which would effectively stop all the pain, she asked me again about talking to somebody. i finally agreed. i don’t know/think that I’m clinically depressed but at least if i go and talk to somebody they will either agree and back me up or not agree and give me yet one more drug to add to my rapidly growing daily doses. the good side of this visit is that she has put in consults to rheumatology so i can see if i can get them to look more closely at connective tissue disorders being the cause of my problems. she also, finally, put in a consult to the physical therapist to do some work on my neck and shoulders. she put in a consult for the eye doc (woohoo-free glasses) and a vascular surgery consult for something to do with plaque in my carotid arteries. so the up side to all of these consults is that I’m getting 38 bucks! for each trip to the doc and now that gas has gone down it’s not costing me that much so, i will in essence be getting paid to go to the doctor. you can’t beat that!
on to tuesday. hmmmm oh, i went and babysat g-kid and took him to gymnastics. then i headed off to cookeville for my stinking allergy shots (they are really messing my arms up all of a sudden and i’m not enjoying them). i also was on a mission to find a charger for my granny’s scooter so i could use it at the car shows and such this summer. that way hubby can walk to his heart’s content and i can last as long as he wants. granny lost her charger (i’m thinking during the move from her house to my mom’s) and nobody can find it. well, i called mom and told them to keep looking. they want 85 freaking dollars for a cord to plug into the battery pack and into the outlet. give me a break!
so, i got home from cookeville and see hubby out back messing with our muscadine vines (like a wild grape but different). they have realllllly grown too much and are basically pulling down our trellis that we (he) built. so we are whacking them all back down to the main trunk lines. (i have no flippin’ clue if that’s the right terminology, just go with it) so i go get my garden gloves and dive in. he’s using metal snips and i’m using our dog’s toenail clippers (lol they worked better than the snips!). so we cut and pulled and pulled and cut vines till it got dark. now, hubby has no gloves on. i do. i end up looking like i got in a fight with a rabid cat! i have scratches from my wrists up past my elbows. i look at hubby’s arms. not a scratch one. WTF?? this is totally unfair in my opinion. Oh, i forgot that we started this on monday eve. so tuesday was the second day of pulling vines. i have killed my hand with the clippers but, at least it’s done now. hopefully we will do it right this time and only have a few leaders off of each plant and trim them each year.
well, i think that pretty much catches you up for this week. the g-kid is gonna get to come out tomorrow and spend the night so hopefully i will have some good funnies for you. we are gonna try to do some type of craft project for his mom. i haven’t figured out what yet, so if anybody has any ideas for 3 y/o type projects let me know.
oh, and if any of y’all have actually missed me and my smart aleck comments, never fear, i will be doing my darndest to catch up. i am promising to read all posts and i will try to comment somewhere just to let you know that i’ve been there. 🙂
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Posted by nonnasnonsense on February 10, 2009
i don’t know if i’m just in a funk, lazy, or just too tired to think, but i figured i should post something just so y’all would know i was still kickin’. there hasn’t been much goin’ on to talk about lately so it’s been hard to make myself try to blog about a bunch of nothing. of course, there is the bluff trip me, sis, & tom took that i have yet to post about and the dart tourney that hubby and i went to that i still haven’t posted either. hmmm sounds like the excuse of not much goin’ on isn’t really valid. oh, well. that’s my story and i’m stickin’ to it.
i have been reading and commenting, so don’t feel completely bereft. i am really enjoying the whole He Blogs, She Blogs competition goin’ on over at Petra’s Wise *young* Mommy site. the posts are great and the commentary combats are even funnier.
i’m hoping that everybody has followed me over here, but i must admit to feeling quite lonely over here lately. are y’all still there? i guess i’m gonna have to update my mom’s links. at least, that’s what i’m telling myself is the reason that she hasn’t commented over here yet. although, with the links on my old blogspost site over to here, i’m not sure if i can quite believe that’s the reason. so hey, if you’re out there readin’ and you haven’t commented over here yet, can ya just leave me a comment sayin’ hi and that you’re still out there?
oh and if you have been commenting over here already, i want to give you a BIG thank you for following me over here and stickin’ with me thru the changes. maybe, i’ll get up some energy to give y’all a real post soon. in the words of the s.daughter…peace out homies
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