Ahhhh.....relief!!!!

Let me start by saying that practicing for an ultrasound does not work.  I arrive, having drank the prescribed 40 ounces of water one hour before my appointment.  I have to wait an additional 15 minutes until they call me back, at which time I am beginning to feel the "urge".  I think I'm doing pretty good, considering that I don't feel like I am going to explode.  I get into the room, the technician puts the gel on, begins the proceedure, and says, "Oh my, you aren't even half full yet."  WHAT?  I did what I was supposed to do....what do you mean I'm not ready?  Apparently, different people have different sized bladders, (and I had been stretching mine, duh!)  So, she takes me to the water cooler, gives me two huge glasses of water, and tells me to chug them.  I do, and wait.  A few minutes later I'm back on the table.  "Well, you are almost there.  10 more minutes should do it," and she leaves me to wait.  At this point I am sweating, pacing, and holding myself like a three year old at the grocery store during checkout.  After about 3 minutes, I call her back.  She looks at me skeptically, but has me lie down again.  "Much better!"  she says.  FINALLY!  After three minutes of pushing as hard as she can right on my bladder, she lets me go to the restroom.  Sweet, precious relief!  As I write this, I feel like such a baby, but it helps to get it off my chest.  Thanks for listening....

Practice makes "pee"urfect....

Okay, so you know I am going to have my ultrasound tomorrow....well, I have been practicing for it since Friday.  Now, you may be asking, how does one practice for an ultrasound.  Well, I have been drinking the prescribed 40 ounces of water and then making myself hold it for 2 hours.  I figure, I have to drink it an hour before the appointment, and then I will probably have to wait for a few minutes until they call me back.  I must say, I am getting pretty good at it.  It's takes at least an hour and 10 minutes before I feel the "urge".  I know, I probably sound crazy to most, but I have a phobia about ultrasounds.  It's kinda like a clostraphobic being told they have to have an enclosed MRI.  I panic, start sweating, and ultimately end up a basketcase.  So I figure if I practice, I will be more at ease when the time comes.  An unexpected plus from my obsession driven weekend....I've had a terrible head/chest cold, but as I've been drinking so many fluids, I am feeling MUCH better.  So, there you go.  Nutcase....heal thyself!!!!

I just love being a girl....

I just got back from the doctor.  Not only do I have a nasty head cold, she also suspects I may have polycysctic ovarian syndrome.  I've had my "monthly visitor" for over two, yes two, months now, and frankly, I'm tired of it!  It's not uncommon for me, as I've always had less than 3 a year, and usually one that wont quit.  The only difference is that my old obgyn would treat it with a few months of birth control and call it good.  Now with all the advances in medicine, I get to have fasting labs, and two different kinds of ultrasounds before seeing a new gyno.  Whoopie.  You know, I would rather have a root canal than an ultrasound.  I know, I know, it doesn't hurt.  But after having two kids, my bladder is not at it's best.  I am lucky to make it to the bathroom 10 minutes after a glass of water....let alone 40 ounces an hour before!  Aaarrggghhh.  So, anyone reading this journal, think of me on Nov. 11th, 9:30 eastern time.  Send me mental chants of "hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it...."  I will be forever greatful. ;o)

Hmmmmm.....

I wonder....how many people are actually keeping up with the journals they have started?  As for me, I have been enjoying myself.  I love writing and telling stories.  But, as family life gets busy, I find myself not having posted for the day and that makes it seem more like a chore.  I want this journal to be fun, and fresh, and exciting!  But, I don't think my life = fun, fresh or exciting.  And then there's that counter deal.  Imagine my excitement as every time I click on, I see that there has been another reader.  The numbers keep climbing....I must be a literary genius!  Look how many fans I have!  WAIT A SECOND.... every time I check my counter, it is one higher....you mean every time I visit, it counts?  Oh for Pete's sake!  That means that I am my biggest fan!  How depressing!  So, this means that 90% of my viewing public is me.  That is really sad.  So sad in fact, that I think I will just go to bed.  That's right, me, good ol' #152 visitor to my journal.

A Loooooong night....

I am so tired!  I spent the night sleeping on the couch....now, don't jump to any crazy conclusions.  Hubby and I are still enjoying a blissfully romantic marriage.  My sister was flying in from Chicago, and my dad had to stay with me while my mom picked her up at the airport.  My dad has a neurological disorder, so he is not able to do things that require a lot of walking, and he can't be alone, so he was staying with me until they got back, which should have been around 11:45 pm.  So, at 12:30 when I called my mom, she tells me they hadn't even left for the airport because they had just boarded the plane in Chicago!  So....I was up every hour for about 15 minutes at a time, helping dad to the bathroom, until 4:30 when they finally got here.  Of course, I didn't mind, as my dad was so happy to see my sister.  So, my adgenda for the day will consist of taking my daughter to the bus stop, coming home, and passing out on the bed....goodnight everyone! ZZZZzzzzzzzzz

AOL Journals im's take 1....

Okay, I'm going to try the AOL Journals instant message thing. I wonder if it will work? I am surfing the journals right now, something I do in the evenings. I like to see if there are any new, interesting ones in the "stay at home mom" category. I have found a few that I enjoy, but people don't update often. I suppose that means that they have an actual life....unlike me, who is online. Sheesh! Well, I'm going to hit "send". Wish me luck! ;o)

Ahhhh Sunday.....

Well, it is Sunday once again.  We had a nice weekend.  We went trick-or treating on Friday, rented movies on Saturday, and went to church this morning.  The sermon was quite uplifting.  The pastor suggested a quiet time of worship every day, and I think that sounds wonderful.  I need to take time to reflect on my life and what God has done for me.  He has provided me with a wonderful family, home, life.  He has made me aware of how much I need Him.  I am ashamed to say that I go through my week sometimes without consulting Him on the big issues.  I take for granted what I have.  The choices I make are not always the best, and I am not the christian that I should be....sometimes.  So, I am going to make it my mission, to spend time with God daily.  Not just the quick morning prayer to ask for safety and health for my family during the day; but to take the time to thank God for his blessings and to invite him to live in my heart.  God is good....this I know.