Friday when I picked V up from school, she was crying and her eyes were red and swollen half way shut and she was crying and rubbing them. Poor baby. School wasn't doing anything, even though she was in obvious pain. I took her home and put her in the bath, then rinsed her eyes with a bottle. She bawled and bawled. I thought maybe she got sunscreen in her eyes? She seemed better. Today she woke up puffy and with very red eyes. She was whiny and sad. My mom was here visiting and we ran around most of the day. V woke up from her nap early and her eyes looked atrocious. THe rest her face was swollen and red too.
We ened up taking her to Urgent Care and there was no wait! Yay! To make a long story short, she had a severe allergic reaction to something. Her skin was all blotchy once we got examined and the doctor (during which she screamed, bawled, and clung to my mother), she was found to also have an ear infection. She was started on Prednisone (For 9 days!) and Zithromycin. Tonight she also got Bendryl. She looked better IMMEDIATELY after the Prednisone. I can't belive how quickly. The bad part is that she CANNOT go in the sun from 10-6 every single day for 9 days. Sigh. That is going to be hard with school, and hard next week when we are going to a graduation party.
At least my baby is better.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Hiking
We went hiking last weekend before it became hot and buggy out. We had a nice time.
She really liked playing on the gate on the way into the park for some crazy reason.
She really liked playing on the gate on the way into the park for some crazy reason.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
sigh.
This week has been terrible. Horrible. Awful. Crappy.
I did not get a role I really wanted at work. Upset, hurt, and trying to recover and move on.
I miss my desk by the window. My new cube has no light.
Someone at work put a big dent in my car door. It looks bad. My husband is mad.
At work we currently have - 1. No drinking water, 2. No paper (yes, no paper for printing), 3. And no computers for part of this morning.
I can't figure out how to work my new phone
I had to let our cleaning lady go. She wasn't doing a good job. I hate conflict. I can never be in management.
I lost my engagement ring. Somewhere in our house. My most prized physical possession.
I finally told my husband. He was upset I didn't tell him earlier.
The ring may or may not be stolen. A police report may be filed.
My husband spent a hard earned bonus buying me this ring. It was so important to me.
I am a scatterbrain and careless and I lose things and forget things.
Vi had some stomach and behavior issues which resulted on me cleaning up hard feces balls from the floor three separate times.
I got my period.
My mother is barraging me with what to do on Memorial Day. She wants to come down and bring my niece.
All of this resulted in me taking Tranquillizers twice this week in an effort to stay sane and make the terrible hurt in my stomach go away.
I did not get a role I really wanted at work. Upset, hurt, and trying to recover and move on.
I miss my desk by the window. My new cube has no light.
Someone at work put a big dent in my car door. It looks bad. My husband is mad.
At work we currently have - 1. No drinking water, 2. No paper (yes, no paper for printing), 3. And no computers for part of this morning.
I can't figure out how to work my new phone
I had to let our cleaning lady go. She wasn't doing a good job. I hate conflict. I can never be in management.
I lost my engagement ring. Somewhere in our house. My most prized physical possession.
I finally told my husband. He was upset I didn't tell him earlier.
The ring may or may not be stolen. A police report may be filed.
My husband spent a hard earned bonus buying me this ring. It was so important to me.
I am a scatterbrain and careless and I lose things and forget things.
Vi had some stomach and behavior issues which resulted on me cleaning up hard feces balls from the floor three separate times.
I got my period.
My mother is barraging me with what to do on Memorial Day. She wants to come down and bring my niece.
All of this resulted in me taking Tranquillizers twice this week in an effort to stay sane and make the terrible hurt in my stomach go away.
Friday, May 14, 2010
I am alive
I have been very absent from my blog lately and I miss you bloggy folks!
May has been a whole lot of crazy.
I was in New York for 4 days for work. I went to work for two days, packed up all my stuff to move office buildings and quickly submitted my reports. Then I turned around and drove four hours to my hometown for a week before returning to work for two days and unpacking all my stuff. All while transitioning into a different role in the office. It's already the middle of May and I'm wondering what happened?
* I saw the OBGyn. He didn't have a lot of hope for me. We're going to measure my Day 3 FSH level (I hate that test with a fire of a 1000 suns) and see what the level is. (Additional note: I can tell you now - high). The last time I had FSH measured it was 48 and 18. He didn't recommend any more IVF. I totally agree from a cost standpoint and mental anguish standpoint. After that, he may try a cycle of Clomid just "for the heck of it".
* New York was hectic, hectic. P came with me which made it more fun. V stayed at our house with my MIL. She had a good time but was so clingy and whiny when we got back, it was clear that she missed us and that we are banished from ever leaving her again. When I was preparing for my trip to my mom's she acted so revolting that I think she thought she was getting left again. She kicked the suitcases and tried to unpack them. P said that she is accustomed to Daddy coming and going, but Mama is always there.
* Back to New York. It really stinks to be a city with so much food and not be able to eat the vast majority of it. It's a mourning for a life with normal eating. We went to Katz's Deli (crazy busy, tons of line cutting and rudeness) with the best pickles I've ever eaten and fantastic pastrami. We also went to a place called Lusardi's on the Upper West Side where I can a veal dish wrapped in Prosciuto that was amazing and drank red wine. That meal exceeded my per diem for the day, I can tell you that.
*The weather up North at my hometown was positively revolting. It was severe thunderstorms the entire drive up; raining so hard I couldn't hear the radio. The next day it was freezing and snowed three inches. Mother's Day was okay and the following Monday was freezing and rainy. Seriously, I wait until May for a vacation up there and it is worst WEATHER EVER. I've had enough!
* I took V for a 90 minute walk/stroller ride on one of the warmer days around town. I know every street, each house, etc. It's so sad to see so many abandoned businesses, vacant storefronts, people without jobs. My old neighborhood has houses with peeling paint, old trucks parked between the curb and the lawns, sagging porches, chewed up lawns. There is a saying that you can never go home again and that is true. It's been 17 years since I lived there full time and It isn't the same. But there is such a comfort being there. I walked past my old elementary school which is now devoid of children and walked the same way home - back when kids walked home from school. It brought back many memories and I felt 8 years old again.
* Oh did I tell you I got to read two books in New York? Two real books without interruptions and they were for adults! I read "The Glass Castle" by Jeannette Walls - loved it, but wanted to shake those parents silly. I also read "A Change in Altitude" by Anita Shreve. I liked the expatirated part of it.
May has been a whole lot of crazy.
I was in New York for 4 days for work. I went to work for two days, packed up all my stuff to move office buildings and quickly submitted my reports. Then I turned around and drove four hours to my hometown for a week before returning to work for two days and unpacking all my stuff. All while transitioning into a different role in the office. It's already the middle of May and I'm wondering what happened?
* I saw the OBGyn. He didn't have a lot of hope for me. We're going to measure my Day 3 FSH level (I hate that test with a fire of a 1000 suns) and see what the level is. (Additional note: I can tell you now - high). The last time I had FSH measured it was 48 and 18. He didn't recommend any more IVF. I totally agree from a cost standpoint and mental anguish standpoint. After that, he may try a cycle of Clomid just "for the heck of it".
* New York was hectic, hectic. P came with me which made it more fun. V stayed at our house with my MIL. She had a good time but was so clingy and whiny when we got back, it was clear that she missed us and that we are banished from ever leaving her again. When I was preparing for my trip to my mom's she acted so revolting that I think she thought she was getting left again. She kicked the suitcases and tried to unpack them. P said that she is accustomed to Daddy coming and going, but Mama is always there.
* Back to New York. It really stinks to be a city with so much food and not be able to eat the vast majority of it. It's a mourning for a life with normal eating. We went to Katz's Deli (crazy busy, tons of line cutting and rudeness) with the best pickles I've ever eaten and fantastic pastrami. We also went to a place called Lusardi's on the Upper West Side where I can a veal dish wrapped in Prosciuto that was amazing and drank red wine. That meal exceeded my per diem for the day, I can tell you that.
*The weather up North at my hometown was positively revolting. It was severe thunderstorms the entire drive up; raining so hard I couldn't hear the radio. The next day it was freezing and snowed three inches. Mother's Day was okay and the following Monday was freezing and rainy. Seriously, I wait until May for a vacation up there and it is worst WEATHER EVER. I've had enough!
* I took V for a 90 minute walk/stroller ride on one of the warmer days around town. I know every street, each house, etc. It's so sad to see so many abandoned businesses, vacant storefronts, people without jobs. My old neighborhood has houses with peeling paint, old trucks parked between the curb and the lawns, sagging porches, chewed up lawns. There is a saying that you can never go home again and that is true. It's been 17 years since I lived there full time and It isn't the same. But there is such a comfort being there. I walked past my old elementary school which is now devoid of children and walked the same way home - back when kids walked home from school. It brought back many memories and I felt 8 years old again.
* Oh did I tell you I got to read two books in New York? Two real books without interruptions and they were for adults! I read "The Glass Castle" by Jeannette Walls - loved it, but wanted to shake those parents silly. I also read "A Change in Altitude" by Anita Shreve. I liked the expatirated part of it.
Monday, May 10, 2010
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