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End Summer; Begin Sick

Labour Day weekend had us all coughing and colding, so we just chilled at home and with family and friends.  And then Nic got sick.  So we spent a few days (which we would have otherwise twiddled away on our thumbs) in the ER.  I am always, always, impressed with how much longer things take in the ER than they would anywhere else – like, off the top of my head, a third world country.

Yes; I know I sound more than a tad insensitive and ignorant (Im not) but I am just tired of the ER.  Im especially irritated with the ER thing because we dont run there on a whim, we explore other options like walk-in clinics and TeleHealth, all of which directed us to the  ER.  So we had to go there to get Nic diagnosed with pneumonia.

Well, to be honest, they dont know that it is pneumonia at all.  All the lung scan showed, according to the good doctor, was that it was not a blood clot (Phew!) but he doesnt really know if it is pneumonia; so the diagnosis is that we’re going to treat for pneumonia and then do another lung scan in 3 weeks for spotage.  Should there be no spots we’ll pat ourselves on the backs for taking care of the problem, if there are, then, we’ll delve further.

I dont know what kind of doctoring this is.  At the back of my mind I know I shouldnt be so irritated by this situation and the lax attitude it is being dealt with here, but really, is that was being a doctor is?  Guessing and solving through elimination?  (Well, its not a clot, and it might not be pneumonia, maybe its a smudge of dirt?) … I dont get it, are all lung spots so ambiguous and non discernible?

Ignore me, Im cranky because my allergies are acting up, also my non-drowsy Benadryl is kicking in and funnily enough making me drowsy.


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Aria does not have a weewee!

This was the discovery for today.  And how!

Im not sure how this passed his notice for over a year, as we dont change diapers stealthily or give bath’s undercover.  Both are running around naked at bathtime and naked while they wait their turns to get dressed.  However, this has never come to his notice till today.  Apparently Aria peed somewhere and Nic was going around, “where did she pee, where did she pee?” and JM went to check if she had peed at all. [Im not sure on how he was going to do this but it had to do with checking her weewee] and in the bargain discovered that she was missing a weewee.  He was shocked and a little horrified and went around shouting that Aria did not have a weewee!

Since I was washing dishes I stayed there- anything to avoid having conversations of the sensitive nature.  Nic very matter of factly told him that yeah, Aria was a girl- girls dont have weewee’s.  Duh!

Very anti-climactic after all the screaming – but well played.  Hopefully we get a few more years before any icky conversations have to happen.

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It is way too hot,

I have way too much packing to do,

it is so freaking difficult to cook without a working kitchen sink –

all reasons  why I am unable to  post a complete blogpost.  There is just too much on my mind.  But this is a small list on things that have left me speechless this week:

– JM breaking the towel bar because he was trying to do pull ups on it.

– JM refusing to kiss and hug his great-nana because she’s too ‘sprinkly’ which Im assuming translates to wrinkly.

– Aria trying to run after taking 1 step on her own.  Rush, much?

– Aria continuing to terrorize JM, who is slowly learning to stand up for himself.

– How good Nic looks after having lost a little weight, I cant wait for him to hit his goal weight!

– Why Nic can’t understand why I dont understand why people cry at weddings.  I just dont get it, and he doesnt get why its such an unsentimental occasion for me.

– My landlord sleeping well at night knowing that the pipes in my kitchen are burst and not doing anything about it (its been a month now!)

And lastly;

My sister devoting ungodly amounts of time to create and maintain a blog dedicated solely to Sweet Valley High.




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Vanishing Us

Its been a month for us on the Dr. Poon diet.  Yes, we have cheated on and off [does anyone not cheat?] … but we have lost weight.  Nic has lost 18lbs and I have managed to lose 15lbs.

Now, Nic having the benefit of being weighed by TANITA, which is the scale at the Dr. Poon clinic, we know, has lost 8 lbs of fat to date, the rest was water weight.  Which is amazing!  He’s lost approximately a  baby just a tad bigger than JM at birth!  His paunch is nearly gone. Wait, what?!  Yes, his paunch that he carried about like a 9 month pregnancy is almost gone- in a matter of one month giving up carbs and sugar!  We’re still getting over the shock.

I on the other hand, have lost 15lbs, be it water or fat or Hershey’s chocolate syrup its gone.  I dont see any difference, but my clothes fit better.  I can honestly say I cheat alot more than Nic, so I am overly impressed with my progress in spite of what I do to sabotage myself.  I pack Nic’s lunch boxes and snacks diligently but when it comes to my meals, its just easier to eat whatever- not the best choice, but just easier when Im on the go with one kid on my hip and another throwing a tantrum and screaming at me.  Yes, I am mom extraordinaire but thats a story for another day.

Nic has been getting a tad weary of celery and other rabbit food- but I think this cumulative score of how well we’re doing has encouraged  him.  It doesnt help that we have a jam-packed summer planned but we’re going to work around it.  He’s also got clothes that he hasnt worn in years fit him and he’s psyched about that.

Have a great weekend!

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When mom gets sick

Yesterday was a day for the books.  The previous night I had a painful throat, chills and was throwing up [who said we dont know how to have fun] and since sleeping it off didnt work I drove myself to the walk-in clinic yesterday morning.  I always feel sad when I have to drive myself to the doctor as you always want to be babied yourself when sick,  but with two real babies, someone has to stay home with the kids.

The doctor confirmed that it was strep throat and put me on antibiotics so strong that I spent pretty much the whole of yesterday throwing up.  Nic had to take the day off work to look after the kids.  Through my up sleep induced chucking bonanza I heard Aria crying, I heard JM give his dad specific, if incorrect directions on how mama does things.  I would have smiled if I had the energy.

Nic did great, he fed and clothed the kids, he packed JM’s lunchbox and took him to school, he ran a slew of errands and made dinner as well.  Well the kitchen was a tad messier than I would have liked and there were clothes everywhere more than I would have prefered, but that is why Nic works and I stay home with the babies.  And let it not go unsaid that I do appreciate him and the way he takes care of us 🙂

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Bringing Sexy Back

Yes we are!  And in a big way.

Ok who am I kidding, sexy left us a long time ago and far from being good friends we’re not even nodding acquaintances.  You know the type you nod at but hope to heaven they dont stop to have a conversation because God knows you dont have the time or inclination for THAT!  Thats how sexy feels about us.  We on the other hand love sexy but feel a bit miffed about the situation.

While Nic and I are still able to turn heads and make eyebrows raise in surprise and wonderment, we think its more because we have let ourselves go so badly that we resemble a pair of matching drums rather than our good looks.  And while drums are good and all, we definitely wouldnt stop the kids from playing them if they wanted, we ourselves dont want to be mistaken for a pair, know what I mean?

So we got ourselves on the Dr. Poon Diet.  Today was Nic’s first visit and we had a food purge when he got back.  No more chips or pop [WHAT??,  whoever heard of a diet that does not include chips and pop?] No more fruit or underground vegetables [Yeah, we dont encourage underground activities unless they’re the musical variety].   So anyway, the diet is fairly simple in terms of what you can and cannot eat, no points, no pre packaged meals, you dont have to exercise unless you want to and I personally think once we lose a bit of weight we’ll automatically be motivated to start exercising.  We are allowed to have diet soda’s so that spares us jumping off a cliff and leaving our kids orphans.

We are both in a mini-contest that we dont verbalize but it exists nonetheless to see who can lose more each week and rather than beat each other fairly we use other tactics like tempting the other to eat non allowed foods.  [Yes, we are juvenile, we’re not proud of it, but we dont deny it.]  But we’re both good at resisting.

Also we have our hearts in the right place as we’re doing this for ourselves and each other because checking off widow on our tax returns would be such a turn off.  So here’s to getting healthy – and bring sexy back, ooh yeah!

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Rain reign

A while ago, Nic and I thought long and hard about moving.  About picking up bag, baggage [and more bags and more baggage] and starting our lives afresh.  In the wilds of British Columbia.  Ok, not so much wilds, more around established cities because Im just not good with animals.  We figured we were young, our kids were young, they’d bounce wherever we set them down, everything would be good.

And then- someone we know [not family or friend, or even acquaintance, just someone who crosses our horizon ever so rarely] told us that the suicide rate in British Columbia is high.  Its the furthest point on the west coast, there is no where else to run to from there and it rains all the time making you want to jump off the very beautiful cliffs that surround the place [apparently].  He told us this very matter-of-factly and we very matter-of-factly told him back that we were not running away from anything [we were kinda, but thats another story] and we were not the type to just off ourselves because of a bit of rain.  He accepted that and waltzed off into the sunset.

Things happened.  Things didnt work out.  We did not pick up our lives and move to British Columbia. Seasons changed.

This spring has been one for rain, it has been raining for as long as I can remember, the weather is damp, the roads are damp, the walls smell mildewy, the worms are up and about and stinking up the place, its grimy and Im just not happy.

In fact, Im about ready to off myself.

Im sure we’d never be able to adjust to the weather in BC, we’re barely civil to each other when we have to shovel snow.  Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like if we had moved, but most of the time, especially on days like this- Im glad we didnt. Stupid rain.

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