Saturday, January 26, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Annual checkup
Kevin had his yearly "well visit" at the pediatrician's office today. This year his hearing test did not say, "Uncooperative" because the nurse didn't listen when he said the earphone hurt the way it was on like last year. This year Kevin could answer some of the nurse's questions himself. This year the doctor didn't hear any rumblings of a heart murmur. This year Kevin freaked out about getting a shot - physically fighting against me, which he's never done. This year he is at the 25th percentile for height instead of 50th percentile. He's still at the 75th percentile for weight. The doctor still tells me that is of no concern. He told the doctor he likes school. She asked what his favorite part is and he said, "recess." She said, "what else?" and he said "I don't like anything else."
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Yesterday...
...all my troubles seemed so close at hand.... No, no, that's not how it goes. And not all of my troubles were that close - just a whopping migraine unlike any I can recall. Granted, many people who suffer from migraines have whopping migraines every time, but with medication to control them and an understanding of one of my major triggers, I've been pretty well off. However, yesterday was a doozy.
I had a usual aura that notified me to take my medication but then after I drove Kevin to his program, the pain came on greater than it should have. And then I had another aura and another aura and it just turned into hours of visual disturbances. That has never happened before. And the pain has never been that great when I take medication at the beginning. And when the pain is that strong, my stomach decides it doesn't want to retain its contents.
So... my lovely day full of possibilities - light cleaning, jigsaw puzzling, going on a date with my husband, scrapbooking for the first time in a year - turned into a day of feeling like crud. But at least I felt like crud without an almost-6-year-old shadow asking questions about why my barf looks like it does. That was refreshing.
I had a usual aura that notified me to take my medication but then after I drove Kevin to his program, the pain came on greater than it should have. And then I had another aura and another aura and it just turned into hours of visual disturbances. That has never happened before. And the pain has never been that great when I take medication at the beginning. And when the pain is that strong, my stomach decides it doesn't want to retain its contents.
So... my lovely day full of possibilities - light cleaning, jigsaw puzzling, going on a date with my husband, scrapbooking for the first time in a year - turned into a day of feeling like crud. But at least I felt like crud without an almost-6-year-old shadow asking questions about why my barf looks like it does. That was refreshing.
Monday, January 21, 2008
The Possibilities
Today is a day off from school and work. In my infinite wisdom (and selfishness) I enrolled Kevin in a sort of "nature day camp" today so that Andy and I will have the day off from work BY OURSELVES. That's a novel concept. Granted, we still had to get up with the little critter and drive him to the site, but from now until 5:00pm, the day is ours.
Problem is... when I have that much time on my hands, I end up getting nothing done. I get overwhelmed by the prospects of how I could spend my day and spend it doing much of nothing. So I've got that going for me - and a migraine.
Ah, well, it'll still be nice to spend the day with only one shadow, anyhow.
Problem is... when I have that much time on my hands, I end up getting nothing done. I get overwhelmed by the prospects of how I could spend my day and spend it doing much of nothing. So I've got that going for me - and a migraine.
Ah, well, it'll still be nice to spend the day with only one shadow, anyhow.
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