Week 33

Whoops, missed bloggin in week 32. that week seemed to be a milestone as far as timing goes, because that is the 8TH MONTH! Which meant that I had 8 or so weeks left, and made me panic a bit. However, the reason I didn't blog was because it was the week after the helicopter crash and memorials, and I worked with Ang all week to help the company (and her) get caught up. So I blew off the chauvanist and endured my hip pain at her office to make a little difference in the world. Felt good! Plus, it would be nice to be noticed at their company so that I can work there part time after I am ready to go back to work.

Now week 33 begins. I am feeling better, although still have hip pain, but it popped a couple times, which is what it felt like I needed...

Still working with Ang and Elliot to get full time pay for a few weeks, which is nice... (the money, not working with Elliot...)

And then it was Adam's birthday! We celebrated at Charles and Tina's send off party at their house, which included their 72 or so closest friends... And of course, I told everyone it was his birthday and that he needed to get DA-RUNK! Which he did... and we had a lot of fun. How sweet of them to have the party on his birthday. It was catered by Anderson's BBQ, and we all had a blast. Made plans with Nick and Sharron to have brunch on July 5th at our new hole in the wall breakfast place in the downtown part of the town in which we reside. That will be fun.

And here it is, Saturday afternoon, and I have such bad edema, I am supposed to be only lying on each side for an hour at a time before flipping to the other side. B-O-R-I-N-G!! Better than being completely bed ridden, which is still a concern dude!

BUT, the edema started thursday night after we had dinner with Kelley and Mickey at Chili's, and then went to Charles and Tina's to help fill up the 2nd pod, I monitored closely from a chair nearby - while keeping an eye on Claire with Charles Sr. Very important business, this monitoring was. Sad, very very SAD to see them go.

However, before the going...is the staying! They, including Sarah, are staying at our house as of last night, every weekend until the end of July. Unless the baby comes sooner, at which time Charles will already be in Indiana, and Tina, Claire and Sarah may not want to stay with us anyways, due to the chaos, and the fact that Claire will have no more crib to sleep in here. Plus, I will be half neked and breast feeding almost constantly, I'm sure! Whatev! I am glad they are here! Plus we inherited the remains of their liquor cabinet! HAHA! You know what I will; be doing at some point hopefully this year!!! Yeah, you got it! DRINKING!! Anywho..

They are very sweet and are making the stay with us as easy as they can be. Abby and Niner are being a little bit of a pain because they bark at their comings and goings way too much, as far as I am concerned. Luckily, Claire sleeps pretty well, considering the changes she is going thru enduring her first move, and her bitchiness is not too terrible. Although my patience is not much better.

Hearing her cries for attention, that do not accompany tears, ANNOYS THE SHIT OUT OF ME. And all I want to do is mimic her. Which does really no good at all, but help me not take it all so seriously. I know she is going thru tough stuff here, but my patience is SLIM! It's hot, and Tina cracks me up by wearing one of Adam's long flannel shirts because she is cold. I have not set the thermostat lower than 75 during the day, although I do drop it down some at night. But they are on the air mattress in the office, and that is the warmest room in the house. Claire seems to be enjoying the nursery.

Although we want them to use whatever baby stuff, and other stuff we have, for their convenience, Claire has had a bit (haha) of diarhea and we put a dog towel beneath her to change her on our new changing pad. Tina was fine with that, and Tina has a good cold going herself. But hopefully past the contagious stage. Yeah, that's right, I don't want the cold!! :)

So, I should get back to laying on my side soon, or else Adam will, ahem, make a comment about it, and I want to get better.

Although, I am not sure that I can make it to the bout tomorrow night, because sitting in a hard chair for SEVEN hours is not really what I need to do right now.

OH, and Friday was the worst day I have had in a LONG LONG TIME! So, let's see... edema began Thursday night, then Ang tells me about a second copter crash, with no fatalities in AZ, Heather had her debit card stolen and it was used at the EVILWALMART!!!, June tells me she wants a backup copy of Quickbooks for derby BY SUNDAY, but won't pay me a dime until the new tax guy sends off their tax ppwk, uh... the computer program at Elliot's crashes, and come to find out the encrypted portion of the program I have been backing up for 2 months has only been backing up the stuff as of 4/25, rather than any new data that has been saved, and I hear Elliot in the background on the phone with Tracy the IT guy telling him "I think she screwed it all up", then come to find out that Tracy told Elliot that he NEVER installed that encrypted program, and has no idea why I am doing it in the first place (WHAT THE FUCK?????????????) Assholes!!! All of them. And this is all happening FIFTEEN MINUTES before I am to leave to go home and work on the house before Charles and Tina come over....Elliot walks in just as I am not able to enter a paper, and am calling tech support. So I have to stay another couple hours, all the while see my left foot swelling up much more than my right, and becoming acutely aware of OMG it is still happening... Then, on the way to the bank, call my OB, who tells me that if I notice any hot spots or red spots on the backs of my calves to go directly to the hospital because it is a blod clot, and if not better in a few hours after elevating my feet that I should go to the hospital to be monitored and checked for blood clots!!! So I call Adam crying and scared, driving home. I get home okay, call mom, and dad to let them know (even though dad is in MN). then after elevating my legs for several hours, and no change occuring, calling the dr AGAIN, to talk to the other dr in her practice, and him telling me that I should be lying on my side and flipping every hour, for THIRTY SIX or so hours straight... and Adam comforting me and loving me so deeply and enduring my emotional crisis', and getting nothing done for our houseguests. GUILT!!! Anyways, here it is the next day, and I hear Claire waking from her nap now. Charles and Tina are napping in their "room" and it is all very sad that they are leaving.

I had "put on my sunglasses" (.25 xanax) yesterday at about 2pm, and really didn't notice any difference at all. Frustrating since I was hoping for some mental relief, but didn't want to take a .5 extended release....

So, this is my week, in a nutshell.

OH! So as I walk, the skin on the top of my left foot is so filled with fluid it ACTUALLY slides/squishes around from side to side with every step I take. This is making me limp, so that I step lighter on that foot as not to feel the sensation of squishiness and DISGUST when I take each step.

CAN YA'LL SAY YAY!!!!