June 28, 2009
Leaving on a jet plane
We are leaving tonight for Denver. I dropped Mason off with my parents this afternoon to play for a while so I could actually get some packing done. It's amazing how much more we have to take for such a tiny little person! I'm hoping that Mr. Mason sleeps on his first flight...for us as well as all the other passengers. Todd and I are both excited to see family and show off our little man. I'll try to post some pictures while we're gone.
June 23, 2009
Little Miss New Boobs
I guess if you never watched "Friends" that title doesn't mean anything to you, but it's the perfect line for this post! I finally got my letter of approval from my insurance company for breast reduction surgery!!! For anyone who has known me for any length of time knows that this is something I have wanted for a VERY long time. And it's finally happening!! I just called the surgeon's office and scheduled my surgery for July 31st. I can't say that I have ever been excited about having surgery, this is definitely a first.
June 22, 2009
Fun jewelry
I found this site the other day and want to share it with my friends. It has handmade jewelry from a woman in Georgia. I ordered the Esme's Espresso set. She shipped it the next day! I love both the bracelet and the necklace!!! Anyway, just a little plug for Rachel. You should check her out!
The good, the bad, and the ouchie
Mason is quite the little motorer lately. Which is great, except that it has made for a lot of bumped heads and such. He usually recovers from his bonks pretty quick, especially when Mama is around to snuggle him.
I have had my fair share of ouchies lately, too. Last week I went to see the breast surgeon. Ok, I'll back up. This all started because I want to have breast reduction surgery. So I went to my doc to get a letter for the insurance company. She did a breast exam since I hadn't had one since I stopped nursing and she found a lump. So off I went for an ultrasound and then to the breast specialist. (about the reduction, I did also see the plastic surgeon, just waiting to hear back from insurance about whether or not they'll pay for it) Back to the lump. I saw the breast surgeon last week and she felt around, said it's probably either a lactating adenoma or just a clump of tissue, but she biopsied it to make sure. Ouch! It wasn't awful, but definitely not something I would want to do again. At one point I was afraid she may puncture my lung with the needle.
My second ouchie was today. I've had ongoing problems with my right ankle...fractured, surgery, more surgery...so it kind of goes through phases of doing really well and hurting a lot. Lately, it's been pretty bad. So I called up my good buddy Dr. Chang and had him check it out. He thought that a steroid injection in my ankle would be really helpful. No problem, I say. The actual injection really didn't hurt, but HOLY CRAP did it start to hurt about an hour later. I've actually spent most of the day now in bed with ice on it because walking makes me a little dizzy and I want to cry. Hopefully this feels better quickly! I'm about to break out the crutches again.
More good things...Mason went to his first wedding yesterday. He was so well behaved, even though it meant is nap time got a little postponed. Father's Day was also yesterday, and we hosted the family for another fun BBQ at our house. Todd and I went down to Homer Friday and spent the night so we could look at a boat Todd is interested in buying (he actually made the guy and offer today). Mason stayed with my parents. I'm thinking this is something we should plan monthly...not necessarily Homer, but a night away. It was great!
I have had my fair share of ouchies lately, too. Last week I went to see the breast surgeon. Ok, I'll back up. This all started because I want to have breast reduction surgery. So I went to my doc to get a letter for the insurance company. She did a breast exam since I hadn't had one since I stopped nursing and she found a lump. So off I went for an ultrasound and then to the breast specialist. (about the reduction, I did also see the plastic surgeon, just waiting to hear back from insurance about whether or not they'll pay for it) Back to the lump. I saw the breast surgeon last week and she felt around, said it's probably either a lactating adenoma or just a clump of tissue, but she biopsied it to make sure. Ouch! It wasn't awful, but definitely not something I would want to do again. At one point I was afraid she may puncture my lung with the needle.
My second ouchie was today. I've had ongoing problems with my right ankle...fractured, surgery, more surgery...so it kind of goes through phases of doing really well and hurting a lot. Lately, it's been pretty bad. So I called up my good buddy Dr. Chang and had him check it out. He thought that a steroid injection in my ankle would be really helpful. No problem, I say. The actual injection really didn't hurt, but HOLY CRAP did it start to hurt about an hour later. I've actually spent most of the day now in bed with ice on it because walking makes me a little dizzy and I want to cry. Hopefully this feels better quickly! I'm about to break out the crutches again.
More good things...Mason went to his first wedding yesterday. He was so well behaved, even though it meant is nap time got a little postponed. Father's Day was also yesterday, and we hosted the family for another fun BBQ at our house. Todd and I went down to Homer Friday and spent the night so we could look at a boat Todd is interested in buying (he actually made the guy and offer today). Mason stayed with my parents. I'm thinking this is something we should plan monthly...not necessarily Homer, but a night away. It was great!
June 14, 2009
MWF seeks...
Does anyone know if there are any book clubs in Anchorage? Preferably not one made up of middle-aged or older women? Please let me know what you know!
June 12, 2009
What's the number?
I went to see the PPD woman on Wednesday. She was actually very nice, and not at all loony. (it just seems to me that a lot of counselors are kind of loony and into meditating and such...which just does not work for me)
Anyway, one thing she does want me to do is start numbering my days. Kind of like the pain scale we use for patients, although instead of ten being horrible, I-want-to-die pain, 10 is beautiful-birds chirping-perfect day and one is a I-don't-want-to-go-on-living kind of day. Along with numbering them, I also need to think about what's going on the days that are lower numbers.
She also gave me names of some books and websites that I still haven't checked out, but I'll probably get around to it this weekend. I have a feeling that once school is over my stress level will drop dramatically...so in 62 days we'll see if that's true. This last semester not only sucks because my classes are lame and require TONS of writing that I just do NOT have the time for, but also because, since it's my last semester, I just don't really care that much. I think in high school we called this senioritis.
And by the way, in case you're wondering...so far, today is about a 4.5 (I thought I would switch it up a bit, using decimals sometimes ala SJP in SATC) No real reason for the lower than average number, but I think this may just be my baseline most days unfortunately.
Anyway, one thing she does want me to do is start numbering my days. Kind of like the pain scale we use for patients, although instead of ten being horrible, I-want-to-die pain, 10 is beautiful-birds chirping-perfect day and one is a I-don't-want-to-go-on-living kind of day. Along with numbering them, I also need to think about what's going on the days that are lower numbers.
She also gave me names of some books and websites that I still haven't checked out, but I'll probably get around to it this weekend. I have a feeling that once school is over my stress level will drop dramatically...so in 62 days we'll see if that's true. This last semester not only sucks because my classes are lame and require TONS of writing that I just do NOT have the time for, but also because, since it's my last semester, I just don't really care that much. I think in high school we called this senioritis.
And by the way, in case you're wondering...so far, today is about a 4.5 (I thought I would switch it up a bit, using decimals sometimes ala SJP in SATC) No real reason for the lower than average number, but I think this may just be my baseline most days unfortunately.
June 5, 2009
Labels
I went through and labelled all my previous blog posts. It's a combination of my OCD and the fact that work is really slow today :)
June 2, 2009
New adventures
Mason made his first trip to the cabin over Memorial Day weekend. We didn't spend the night this time, but had a nice day trip. Mason loved being outside so much and slept the whole way home.
Here's Landon and Cameron on the 4-wheeler. Landon just LOVES anything his Daddy does (4-wheeler, jet ski, etc)
Last night was our first 'parent and me' swim class. Mason was definitely the youngest one in the class, but he still LOVED being in the pool. He would even let me float him on his back, which the instructor said most little ones won't do. We tried to get pictures, but the camera had a hard time focusing because of all the movement.
And finally, Mason has been eating quite a few new foods lately. He is a great eater, as his Papa says "he's a little PIGGO". On his list of foods he's tried are rice cereal, oatmeal, pears, prunes, carrots, peas, applesauce, squash and sweet potatoes. His favorites so far have been carrots, peas and prunes. And his definite least favorites are squash and sweet potatoes (can't blame him for that). We're trying to start introducing him to the sippy cup (with water in it) as well...he seems to be getting the hang of it already!
Here's Landon and Cameron on the 4-wheeler. Landon just LOVES anything his Daddy does (4-wheeler, jet ski, etc)
Last night was our first 'parent and me' swim class. Mason was definitely the youngest one in the class, but he still LOVED being in the pool. He would even let me float him on his back, which the instructor said most little ones won't do. We tried to get pictures, but the camera had a hard time focusing because of all the movement.
And finally, Mason has been eating quite a few new foods lately. He is a great eater, as his Papa says "he's a little PIGGO". On his list of foods he's tried are rice cereal, oatmeal, pears, prunes, carrots, peas, applesauce, squash and sweet potatoes. His favorites so far have been carrots, peas and prunes. And his definite least favorites are squash and sweet potatoes (can't blame him for that). We're trying to start introducing him to the sippy cup (with water in it) as well...he seems to be getting the hang of it already!
Something's gotta give
Today I filled out paperwork to terminate my x-ray position at PAMC. I really feel overwhelmed lately, and I just don't have the time to dedicate hours to them. I can honestly say I will miss the people in the department...but I'll still be around, I'm sure.
My plate now has one less thing on it!
My plate now has one less thing on it!
June 1, 2009
No sleep for the Loys
Mason has decided that sleeping through the night is no longer something he wants to do. Since his 6 month shots last week, he has been a total crank, actually. At first I assumed it was from the shots, but shouldn't that only last for like a day? I do think he is teething, but how long can that last with no teeth? He is seriously the only kid around with no teeth! Just red gums and lots of fuss!
So many people have told me that I just need sleep. Well, excuse my language, but NO SHIT! Do you think I don't know that? The problem is that I can't sleep. Even when Mason was sleeping through the night, I always have one ear tuned in to hear him. I wake up all through the night, tossing and turning. The only time I actually get any sleep is when I take something...and even then I can't sleep through the night. And taking something isn't exactly an option most nights. So please, do me a favor, and stop telling me to get some sleep. If I could, I would.
So many people have told me that I just need sleep. Well, excuse my language, but NO SHIT! Do you think I don't know that? The problem is that I can't sleep. Even when Mason was sleeping through the night, I always have one ear tuned in to hear him. I wake up all through the night, tossing and turning. The only time I actually get any sleep is when I take something...and even then I can't sleep through the night. And taking something isn't exactly an option most nights. So please, do me a favor, and stop telling me to get some sleep. If I could, I would.
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