Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Gardening update and things to come

Whew so much going on this week!

I had a checkup with my OB on Monday. It went really well. I gained back the weight I lost but nothing else yet. I expect to start really packing it on in about another month. I am sticking to the increased dosage of steroids because I am able to walk about every other day without my knees getting too sore. I tried tapering down the other day and paid for it. So hell with that: if it's working and I'm not exploding with weight or trying to kill anyone, then why mess with it? I also heard the baby's heartbeat again which is always reassuring. He/she was moving around so much, that we could only hear the swishing sound of movement but eventually we got a heartbeat. My doctor said it was so amazing to hear it from her point of view because she has seen the inside of my guts. She removed so much endometriosis so many times that she is amazed this happened. I feel so freakin' blessed. So many of my endo sisters haven't been able to have children and after being infertile for a few years, I know how lucky I am.

When my dad was here, we bought and hauled a ton of dirt into the garden box. It took a day to do that and another day to plant it. Right after we filled it with dirt, manure and peat moss, two of the dogs plopped right into the garden. Horace looked happy as a clam to dig away in it. Therefore we decided in an effort to head off the bunnies who have been nibbling my marigolds and to thwart the little shits, errr beloved dogs, we would put up a little fence around it. Ron got that up right after planting and so far it's worked great. He separated one panel so I will be able to get the fence down to walk around in there when needed.

Garden box-planted!

We have three tomatoes (plum, cheery and yellow), two peppers (green and yellow), white onions (Ron hollered at me because I didn't get the non-stinging kind), carrot seeds and a zucchini. I plan to snake the zucchini up along the fence when it starts to branch out.

Snapdragons

This was an existing flower bed when we moved here. The big plant in the back will get some flowering shoots but I'm not sure what it is. I got four snapdragon plants on sale early in the spring and so far they are doing really well, despite the dogs stomping around in there.

Bird/flower garden

Closeup of my bird feeding/flower garden. The crab grass is taking over and some of the bird seed has sprouted. I do lay down lawn clippings about twice a month to help enrich the soil and retain moisture. I don't want to put any weed or grass killer in there though because the birds and dogs could get sick.

Macro flowers

Are these Tiger Lillies? These were here along with the Irises when we moved here. I love these! My neighbor has some in their front yard and they look lovely.

Flower garden

And here is an overview of the bird area. The decorative, light colored grass on the right is really taking over as well. I'm thinking of thinning that out.

I think this fall or next year we can do another garden box. Maybe that would hold the vining plants like zucchini and cucumbers. I did put in some rhubarb roots in the front yard on the south side where they will be unmolested or ingested by the dogs. I'd like to put some herbs in next year on either side of the rhubarb if it grows there.

Things are so much better now, it's a 180 degree turn around. I was so depressed a few months ago that I just wanted the earth to swallow me up. I'm so glad the docs worked together and got me on these drugs because even though I have a harder time sleeping, I have more energy and less pain. I learned that while it gives me more energy, it's not fool-proof. My dad's visit really wore me out. I was unable to do anything put lay around the house for the last day and a half he was here. But he seemed to understand and was content to have some baseball time on the tv in the guest room. I still swell up too but at least it seems to go away with some rest and compression wraps.

In the last four months I've learned to say no and to pull back and really concentrate on what I can do instead of what I can't do. This is the hardest part of having chronic illnesses: learn to focus on what you CAN do. I think it's especially tough in the winter when the sun is never out, it's so cold that everything hurts and you can't get out to exercise. I have talked to my counselor and I'll be getting a light box next winter as well as working a little more aggressively with the pain doctors after the baby is born. I really don't want to feel as shitty as I did this year with a newborn in the house. That terrifies me.

I've felt a lot of guilt for pulling out of most of my volunteer gigs. I want to help so badly but the physical and emotional demands were just beyond me right now. I try to do what I can to help animals through emails, social networking and donations. And Patton and I still go to the nursing home which is the best feeling in the world. I hope that someday I can go back to doing more but for now, things need to be this way.

Tomorrow I'm off to my old work place to see the Princess Dianna exhibit (in support of all the hard work my former co-workers did on it) before it leaves on Monday and then having lunch with my old gang. I'm so excited to see them! My coworkers were like my family for so long. I really miss the daily interaction I had with them. No matter how pissy I was or how weird I was, I was always in good company. And then Saturday I have pet therapy and then getting my hair done all pin-up and then the big event! I'm so excited to finally meet the founder of Pinups for Pit Bulls (Little Darling, who has been very sweet to me) and Shorty Rossi of Animal Planet's Pit Boss. If you are in the KC area, please come! You can still get tickets, go here to get them!

Whew, I need to take a nap just posting all of this. I don't know how long I'll last on Saturday but dammit I'm going.

Stay cool everyone, tschus!

Monday, June 6, 2011

A to Z Me

Just some Blogger fun for the evening:

A. Age: 34
B. Bed size: King
C. Chore that you hate: Dishes
D. Dogs: Four wonderful, furry, frustrating mutts
E. Essential start to your day: Coffee or tea, followed by cereal
F. Favorite color: Green
G. Gold or Silver: Gold
H. Height: 5'8"
I. Instruments you play: Nothing but I have been known to whistle
J. Job title: Housewife
K. Kids: One on the way
L. Live: Kansas
M. Mother's name: Lois
N. Nicknames: Bex
O. Overnight hospital stays: Not since my mastectomy when I spent three nights and four days (including Christmas!)
P. Pet peeve: Bad manners and shitty drivers and people who chew with their mouths open
Q. Quote from a movie:
It's a trick, get an axe.
R. Right or left handed: Right
S. Siblings: 2 bros and one sis
T. Time you wake up: Around 4AM, 5:30AM, 6AM and again at 8AM
U. Underwear: Yes. The grannier, the better.
V. Vegetable you hate: Lima Beans. Yick.
W. What makes you run late: My bowel movements.
X. X-Rays you've had: I think I've had everything scanned, xrayed and sonagramed by now.
Y. Yummy food that you make: Pies, cakes, cookies, turkey, anything really.
Z. Zoo animal: Meercats!

Hot and Busy

Oooh that almost sounds suggestive doesn't it? Well today we will be in the upper 90's with a heat index over 100. And the recent visit of my father has made life a bit busier than usual!

We did go to the Royals game and were beaten by the Twins. Another poorly rated team and we still got beat! But it was fun to see the game and people-watch. I love the ladies who walk in spilled beer and steep steps in their three inch heels. Ha! I guess I didn't know baseball games were hot hookup places.

Royals vs. Twins

Royals vs. Twins

Royals vs. Twins

I also took my dad to a historic stagecoach museum/living history farm. It's called Mahaffie Stagecoach Stop & Historic Site. Admission is cheap: only $6 a person. They have a small but thorough visitor's center which leads onto the farmstead and original house. They have staff dressed in period clothing performing the farm chores typical to a farm and stage stop on the Santa Fe Trail. Everyone was very knowledgeable and friendly.

Scenes from Mahaffie

This was a huge draught horse and it was about 90 degrees that day. They planted the corn in small mounds about a foot or two apart so they can use the plow horse to weed between the rows.

Scenes from Mahaffie

One of the staff.

Scenes from Mahaffie

These were some hot chickens!

Scenes from Mahaffie

The goats loved me. The feeling was mutual. Goats rule.

Scenes from Mahaffie

To the Smithy!

Scenes from Mahaffie

The oxen.

Scenes from Mahaffie

The farmhouse/stagecoach stop.

Scenes from Mahaffie

They fed us a sample of some delicious lemon sponge cake in this kitchen.

Scenes from Mahaffie

Of course, you get to ride the coach around before you go.

Scenes from Mahaffie

Dad was thrilled. :)

More photos at Flickr if you are interested.

This week is full of doctor appointments, lunch with my former coworkers and then the big Pinups for Pit Bulls event on Saturday. I can't wait to get all dolled up!

Stay cool. Tschus!

Monday, May 30, 2011

Busy mofo's

We have been all over and done more in this weekend then we normally do in a month. It was exhausting but awesome. (PS: This blog entry sponsored by Prednisone-'Roids rule.)

Saturday we had Sadie into the vet for chest x-rays. She's panting loudly when she is excited or going up and down the stairs. Since she's been living with tumors in her belly and sides for several years, I was worried she had some pressing into her lungs. However the x-rays showed a healthy heart and lungs, although there is a small mass near her front leg. The vet thinks due to old age, it's a slight softening of the larynx which is causing her to pant so hard. I am just in awe that this dog is 14.5 years old and still going strong. She is a complete stubborn pain in the ass but she's loyal and sweet. I'm so thankful we still have more time together.

Then after the vet I had time to stuff some chicken taco pizza in my face and then off to the retro shops to look for some pinup clothes and accessories. If you are in the Kansas City area, you need to head to 39th Street to do your shopping. So many eclectic stores, great energy and nice people. I love hanging out in this neighborhood and there is even a great restaurant where you can sit outside with your dog. They will bring you water in a doggy dish too. So I hit up my faves: Rock Candy Boutique and Retro Vixen. I found the perfect dress, a cute shirt, bracelet and some vintage heels. Pics soon on that, I promise.

We capped Saturday evening with the funniest play I've seen in a long time. Based on a Hitchcock flick, The 39 Steps is a murder mystery with a Monty Python twist of humor. A cast of four, three men and one woman, perform the entire two hour piece. There's quick wit and lightening fast costume changes. If you live in the KC area, please go! Tickets are reasonable, parking is free and they have a full bar on site. Of course, I was drinking water but that's a fun amenity for those who can partake.



Sunday we finally bit the bullet and made the trek to Home Depot so we could construct a garden box. We used this blog as our guide and it was very helpful. Unfortunately the weather was nasty humid and hot so we were pretty sweaty (SWASS) by the time we left the store. Hubby got to get a saw so he was very happy.

Garden Box construction

He's still smiling here, so this was early in the project. Heh.

Garden Box construction

I like a man who can build stuff.

Mmmm biscuit

Patton supervises.

Sadie's biscuit break

Sadie enjoyed hanging out with us while we worked.

We pooped out after putting it together and carrying it into the back yard. Monday we finished it and got the ground dug up.

Garden Box construction

Here he is, less smiley and tired.

Garden Box construction

I said, "no more tired, now gimme FIERCE!" But he just continued looking tired.

Garden Box construction

The ground is dug up and we were about to flip the box over.

Garden Box construction

Sadie approved.

Garden Box construction

Room for another, maybe next year?

Ahhhh

Horace, Tobin and Patton were less helpful but enjoyed themselves all the same.

Mint gone wild!

In this picture, you can see the mint plant gone wild, Bunny (Horace's favorite toy) and some peanut shells that Tobin and I were sharing.

Lavender and something else

And the lavender plant I put in next to the driveway.

My dad will be here tomorrow so the remainder of our energy has been spent on putting up more curtains, cleaning, laundry and general cleaning. It's going to be an early night for us!

Our bodies hurt but we are very content having accomplished so much. And I finished an embroidery piece which you can see here if you are so inclined.

Hope everyone had a nice weekend! Tschus.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Happy Rapture Eve!

I'm tired of hearing about the Rapture but I figure, if you can't beat 'em, might as well join 'em.

So I dusted off the ol crucifix and hung it up yesterday. Actually I hung up a lot of my prints and art so the big JC just happened to fall into that pile of to-do's. I decided to quit waiting for the walls to be painted and just hang up some stuff. The house looks lived in now. It's amazing what a difference I feel just looking around me. Why the hell didn't I do this five months ago? Sheesh.

So anyways, if I rapture tomorrow, at least I got a good day out of my walls. I'm not sure if I believe in the rapture or not. But I'm pretty sure if it is going to happen, it's just happening. There is no crazy white guy who is clued into it beforehand to put up billboards. So I'm really not going to break any plans tomorrow. :) And I don't get why people are freaked out about this rapture business anyways. I'm one of those self-centered Christians: I don't care about your soul. I think it's enough to look after my own!!

So after four days of going back and forth between two doctors, I've finally got a decent plan to help deal with things. I'm unfortunately going to be taking more 'roids for a while which sucks because they make you so damn hungry and bloated. And it's the not the healthy kind of controlled eating. It's the OOOOOH BAGELS M&MS A CUP OF PUMPKIN SEEDS PASTA MMMMMMMMM! I'm thinking of getting some frozen fruit and making some smoothies. Fruit, fiber and water. Filling and good for you. Hopefully that will help cut back on the mass quantities of carbs I seem to be fond of lately. And if my knees decide to continue being bitches, I would like to try some shots to fight the inflammation. We are all agreed that pain meds are the last option.

So this week's lesson: when the doc's don't seem to move fast enough, drop in on their office. Things move a lot quicker when you show up unannounced.

So it's Friday, some of us are disappearing tomorrow, some of us are looting and pillaging for the weekend, so here are some Friday funnies for your Rapture Eve. Tschus!






Wednesday, May 18, 2011

To the future Bex: A reminder

Well I haven't felt much like blogging these days. There are a few reasons, mostly revolving around an extreme paranoia of being judged as a bad mom or as a whiny idiot.

But I thought I should record some of this in the event I ever get crazy enough to consider being pregnant again, not that I made a conscience decision this time to do it.

About two weeks ago I noticed the joints of my knees really grinding together and causing pain. I attributed it to the walks I enjoy taking when I feel well. Then the weather got cold and the pain started radiating through my fingers. Ankles came next, then the hips. I have a lot of swelling especially in my legs after I am on my feet for a while or I go for walks. So I went back to the Rheumatologist who told me around 50% of women with RA go into remission during pregnancy. Umm, that's great...for THEM. I'm back on steroids now and am feeling insanely hungry again. Not just sort of hungry. But ravenous! Add that to the second trimester cravings and you have a crazy eating machine.

So when my body goes through a painful flare, I find that unconsciously I change my posture to compensate for the pain in my joints. Therefore I'm carrying my body unnaturally, putting strain on my muscles. That in turn causes a fibromyalgia flare and now just putting the tiniest pressure on my muscles causes a very painful response. Fucking hell!

Try explaining this to your doctors who already treat every pain patient like a junkie hypochondriac. Add a pregnancy in that and you have the air of a preggo pain pill addict looking for a fix. It took me all day to explain to the OB nurse yesterday that I already had some mild pain pills and are they safe to take at this stage in the pregnancy until this flare goes away? She thought I was looking for a prescription and told me to call my Rheumatologist. I don't want a prescription, I just want to know if what I have is safe to take. If I was addicted to the damn things, I wouldn't have any left because I would have taken them all by now. I've had them for 5 months!

I think I'll go back to the pain doctor because perhaps he can at least prescribe massages and maybe that's covered by insurance. I don't know, hopefully there is something safe and natural I can do to help this if the flare doesn't resolve itself soon. Plus I'll give this prenatal yoga dvd a try.

I know as a pregnant woman I have much more at stake than just my own health. I'm asking questions, not taking anything unless I have to and only if one of my doctors tells me it's ok. And I understand why pregnant women are told to suck it up when they have aches and pains. But what if you have chronic pain and then get pregnant? How do you "suck it up?" What if you are part of the 50% who do not go into remission?

I hate people, especially those in positions of authority over others who view things in a black and white context. Can you tell I'm frustrated?

In other news, to the future Bex, at least the nausea is pretty much gone. I can eat all kinds of foods now instead of broiled chicken and rice. My belly is starting to pop out and I've put back on the few pounds that I lost.

Six more months to go. Hopefully this flare will go away soon and I'll be pain free for a few months, until I'm too huge to be comfortable. I know I can do this, I just wish I felt that I had more support. No one really understands. I don't blame them for not getting it but I hate to be dismissed.

Anyways, my fingers are killing me so I'll stop here. So future me, when you have this cute, wriggling little being in your arms and think awwww that wasn't so bad, well just remember ADOPTION. Also I'd like to throw in the word VASECTOMY too. And remember the PREGNANCY RAGE you experienced as well as the explosive DIARRHEA and intense DRY HEAVING. It will all be worth it future Bex, but perhaps the aforementioned ADOPTION will be best if you two crazy cats want more kids.


Friday, May 6, 2011

While I wait...

We were hoarding some Best Buy gift certificates and last weekend we finally cashed them in for a new television. While we were there, we got a good deal on Direct TV and so here I sit, waiting on the cable guy. So while I wait, I figured I'd freshed up the 'ol blog.

By the way, I shared my Dish TV rant with the Direct TV salesman, stating that I have been dead set on changing cable providers ever since the big Walking Dead incident of November 2010. Halfway into my bitch-fest about how Dish took away AMC right before the season finale, I realized, once again, I was waxing poetic about zombies while wearing a zombie tshirt.

Will my geekery ever end? *sigh*

Earlier this week I was doing some internet research on stages of pregnancy and what to expect. I read a thread about what not to eat, especially alcohol. This is a hot topic it seems as some doctors have told moms-to-be to go ahead and have a glass of red wine once a week at certain stages of pregnancy. I'm not starting a debate on this, keep in mind. I just found some of the responses....interesting. Of course you get the obligatory comment: "if any mom has a glass of wine while pregnant, someone should call Department of Social Services on her!!!" "And then there were the other comments like: "If a doctor says it's ok, it's ok. No one should be calling Social Services blah blah." This is pretty normal to see the over-reactive women and then the more laid-back women. But there were two comments by two different women that really annoyed me. They were both something like this: "OMG last night I dreamed I was drinking wine and then I woke up totally freaked out because I thought I REALLY HAD DRUNK IT! LOLOMGWTF!!!"

So what happens to me last night? I had a dream about drinking wine. Only I didn't wake up and think "OMG did I drink some wine last night?!??!" Instead I thought "why the hell did I just dream about eating fancy cheese and drinking pinot grigio with Dave Chappelle??????"

Maybe the moral of the story is just to read enough to get the information you are seeking. But only read the comments sections if you want to risk losing a significant amount of brain cells and possibly fuck up your dreams.



Have a good day everyone, I'm off to rummage sale hell this weekend and a wee bit of volunteering with Patton. Tschus!