Last week I spent some time with my best friend Cassie and her family. I ended up taking the kiddos to the local park so her and her husband could pick up some items from Ikea.
Elliott and I enjoyed watching the splash pad for an hour and a hr. No lie! We; well mostly he just sat mesmerized by the water. There were some kids using the splash pad, but not many. I guess no one was aware that it would be opened this early.
I was finally able to convince him to use the park and he had fun sliding down the slides; when he was able to that is. It seems that parents now a days have no concern for safety. Several times while Elliott was climbing up the stairs to use the slide, kids would start to climb up the slide. One father was even holding the hands of his daughter assisting her as she climbed up the slide. Thankfully Elliott was very understanding and asked them to move when it was hit turn to go down and they usually did, once I encouraged him to keep asking them to stop.
3 or so hours later I noticed that kaylee was started to get sleepy – she was falling asleep while I was pushing her on the swings – so I packed the kids back into the car and drove home. After a quick lunch it was time for a nap, but not before some quick snuggles.
I seriously love these kids more then anything and can’t wait to see them again tomorrow.
It hasn’t even been a week since I’ve had surgery and I’m already dreading the next time I have to go thought this experience again (for those wondering – 10 years or so).
So far my recover has been okay, I haven’t been in a lot of pain, I’ve been feeling fine, and over the weekend I even had some solid foods. I also talked for a little bit. Over all, I thought that things were looking good.
Yeah..not the case.
I got up this morning at 5am (went to bed by 9:30pm) to update the deals site that I help run and by 7:30am I was back to bed. Around 7:00am I started to feel nauseas, light headed and dizzy. The nauseas feeling finally ended up going away once I spent several moments by the toilet throwing up my breakfast; which was pretty damn painful I might add.
I ended up sleeping until 11:30am. I called my mom, and she came to visit me, bringing some popsicles. I forced myself out of bed and onto the couch and managed to keep down some crackers and ginger ale. In between my afternoon naps I decided to google Prednisone. Turns out all my symptoms are that of the same as withdrawal symptoms. Surprise, Surprise!
So for the next 2-4 days I get to feel like utter and complete shit, while praying that I don’t throw up whatever I eat.
Also, my throat pain is pretty much back to what it was directly after the surgery, so I have a feeling I will be eating a lot of popsicles.
I wouldn’t wish this on anyone.
So yesterday I had surgery #2 to remove the protein growth (medical term – laryngeal amyloidosis) that is growing around my vocal cord.
I won’t need another surgery for about 10-20 years but the growth will grow back. We still are not aware of what’s causing it, so hopefully testing it will give us some answers.
My day started out at 5:15am.
Since I wasn’t allowed to eat or drink anything I decided to do some quick coupon updates before my parents picked me up at 6am. I had to be at the hospital for 7:45am.
While on the drive to Toronto I received a few email, messages on twitter and this text message from my brother. It’s a nice feeling to know that everyone was thinking about me.
Once we made it to St. Michael’s Hospital I checked in and was brought back to change into those not so lovely hospital gowns. My mom stayed with me while my dad waited out in the waiting room. He was more comfortable there, plus he’s not to big on hospitals. My surgery was scheduled for 9:45am so the nurse asked me a bunch of questions and I double checked some paperwork.
I requested to have a freezing patch for my hand to numb the area where the IV was to go and the nurse assured me that they could place the IV when I was in the operating room. I was very pleased with this, especially once I heard the poor girl across the hall being poked by the nurse who said “veins are sometimes difficult to find”.
Around 9:30am one of the doctors came to see me to let me know that my surgery would be a little late since the surgery before mine was running behind. Something was mentioned about me being afraid of the IV because I had a bad experience last time and he assured me that all would be okay.
My mom and I waited around a little bit and then a very nice nurse or doctor (I can’t remember) came to see me and she was holding a box of Emla; which is a numbing patch. I had a patch placed on each hand and then we waited.
A short time later the very nice lady came back with all the things needed to stick an IV into me. Just thinking about it again makes me tense up, which is exactly what I did. As she was inserting the needle into my right hand I tensed and thus made things more uncomfortable then they needed to be. I also ended up bleeding.
Then I was basically taken away for surgery. I was able to walk into the room and everyone was very nice and friendly. Some monitors were stuck to me and then an oxygen mask was placed on to my face. I was out pretty quickly.
When I woke up in recover I remember freaking out. I was having trouble breathing so a mask was given to me. It wasn’t doing much to assist me with breathing and I started crying. Thankfully I was given something to knock me out and then I was taken to my own private room where my parents were waiting for me.
I was given a Popsicle to eat since the ice chips tasted nasty, my IV was removed and I was able to leave some time later, after a nurse spoke to my parents. I was given a prescription for T3 and Prednisone (which gives me the shakes and I do not like).
So as it stands right now the entire protein deposit was not removed from my vocal folds. What could be removed from my upper fold was, but nothing was removed from the lower fold or there would be risk of me losing my voice completely. I will have surgery again in 10-20 years, since it is a slow growing deposit.
I do feel okay, despite the jittery feeling from the medication that seems to present its self randomly. I didn’t manage to sleep a whole lot last night and I am on a no talking order till Sunday. Then I can talk in small doses depending on how I feel.
1. Lose 5 pounds a month. Fail. I lost 2 pounds.
2. Exercise at least 3 days a week. Pass..except during march break. I only worked out once that week.
3. Practise/use camera more often. Iphone5 still seems to be my go to camera, since I’m not bringing my Nikon everywhere.
4. Read at least 1 new book a month. I read “The Wedding” by Nicholas Sparks.
5. Cook 1 new meal a month. Failed. It’s just way to easy to stay in routine of what I usually eat. I prefer to stay inside my comfort zone.
1. Save $100 each month in TFSA. Check!
2. Redesign & stick to a yearly expense budget for 2013. Done!
3. Create a debt repayment plan to start paying off remaining debt. I actually started a plan this month, I just need to tweak some things and figure out how it will work with a loss of pay in the summer.
1. Earn $1,000 from sponsored posts by December 31, 2013 Made some money this month, but it’s sitting in paypal still. $743 left to earn!
2. Redesign Wastemytime (even if it means paying someone to do it). Check!
3. Hold 3 giveaways by December 31, 2013. 1 has been done.
4. Include more images (I’ve taken) in posts. Still trying to.
I know Easter was yesterday, but I got home really late and went right to bed.
I spent Easter at my parents place this year, as I pretty much spend every other holiday. I decorated the dessert table and we had lots of Easter goodies. I got to play around with my camera, using it on different settings, preparing myself for the wedding I will be shooting in January. Sadly most of the photos I took are photos of my family so I don’t think they would be to thrilled with me posting them.
After our huge dinner we watched some movies of my grandparents 35th wedding anniversary.
On Saturday, I went over to my moms to clean her shower for her (she can’t because of back and knee problems) and I ended up assisting in the creation of this delicious dessert. It’s a mixture of jello and jello with sour cream. It was absolutely delicious.
I had a great 4 day vacation. Now it’s back to work for 6 days and then off again for 2 week because of my throat surgery.