Saturday, October 29, 2011
My mother's in the hospital, and we don't know what's wrong. She's been having random nausea/vomiting/sweating spells for the past few months, and she said Dr. H hasn't been able to figure it out yet. I would NOT be shocked if she has been downplaying how she's feeling either. She was hospitalized while in Michigan on vacation, and they couldn't figure it out then either. They thought it may be her gallbladder, but ruled that out. After 2 days, they called it food poisoning and sent her home. She's been home from vacation for about a month now, and the spells have continued and just gotten worse. Earlier this week, she got bad enough that my brothers and I were threatening to knock her out and call an ambulance. She's stubborn and definitely didn't want to go. Once her face and hands went numb, she let us take her. Crazy asshat..
So far, they've treated her for dangerously low potassium levels (and something about the potassium is making her act like she's had a stroke at times.. slurring her speech, no control of her hands, very confused). As of last night, her doctor thinks the low potassium is an effect, not a cause. Especially since her potassium was NOT low when she was hospitalized in Michigan. They ran a long list of tests yesterday including a CT, MRI, colon scan, echo, and HIDA, and we're waiting on the results now. Her doctor also mentioned multiple ulcers because they're constantly draining blood from her stomach, and also thinks this too is an effect.
Basically, they don't know what the hell is wrong yet, and that's scary. Having my mother cry hysterically while trying to pull a tube out of her nose and begging me to take her home is even scarier. My mom does NOT cry. Ever. And then she informed me that she knew she wasn't leaving the hospital alive. Fuck.
So yeah, it's been a bad week. Prayers are definitely appreciated right now. As of last night, she was at least aware of what's going on and able to carry on a conversation (in between getting sick). So that's an improvement.
Hopefully, they'll tell us today that she just has the flu or something. And then we'll all laugh about how freaked out we all were. That would be awesome.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Sorry this is a bit late! The weekend was pretty busy for us, and Monday was just yucky and emotional.
I joined the TDD challenge on Thursday last week and started at 219.8 lbs. I weighed in Sunday at 217.2 lbs for a loss of 2.6 in less than a week. Definitely happy with that, especially after the temptations I faced all weekend!
Saturday was the harvest festival, so the kid and I went with several friends. There was face painting, pumpkin painting, games, moonbounces, and food. Like fair food. As in funnel cake, corndogs, and loaded nachos. OMGILOVEFUNNELCAKE. I thought it would be easy, just avoid that section of the festival, right?? Wrong! My son tried a piece of funnel cake, courtesy of my brother, and LOVED it. Of course he did. Not only did I get in line and order him one, I had to hold his plate and tear pieces off for him.. hot sugarcoated pieces of fried dough.. funnel cake smells like heaven.. AND my friend ordered the nachos, and offered to share her cheesy chili goodness too.
But you know what? I had neither. Kid shared his funnel cake with our friends, (God knows he didn't need all of that either), and I declined on the nachos as well. I was absolutely starving by the time we got home (we were there a lot longer than planned), and had my salad and vegetable soup as planned. Was it good? Yep. Was it funnel cake? Hell naw. But at the end of the day, I felt good about my choices.
Sunday took us to a birthday party for our friend's son. Food was out to get me this weekend. I had a burger (one of our lunch options) with mustard and veggies, and that was it. No chips and dip, no cake and ice cream. I stuck to my plan, and it was a piece of cake. Heh. There were toddlers EVERYWHERE at the party, and it was awesome. I love toddlers, it's my favorite stage because everything is just so new and exciting for them.
Monday rolled around, and it just bitch slapped all my happy feelings from the weekend and my weigh in. My brother's baby mama is having a girl, and I'm happy for her, but a little heartbroken. I was the last girl born in our family, and I had really hoped to have the first girl. I know it's stupid, but it's true. I also got a call from a friend asking if I was pregnant yet because she just found out she is. It wasn't planned and she's more scared than excited right now. I'm so happy for her, but definitely jealous. Monday ended with Mr. D and I upset (way too personal to share the details), and me crying a lot. I think we're okay now, but we'll see.
I hope everyone else is having an easy week!
Friday, October 7, 2011
First things first.. Friday is our BL weigh in at work. I was nervous all week, even brought money thinking this may be the week I'd have to pay into the pot. Not only was I struggling at the beginning of the week, I've been dealing with plumbing problems (sorry for the tmi!). Both issues have been resolved.though, and I'm happy to report that I'm back in first place again!
I think I've found a solution to the struggling as well. Last year, I participated in Allan's double dog dare challenge, and it really helped me. I didn't just survive the holidays, I owned them. I got down to my lowest weight in 8 years. I saw 200, but never moved past that. Why? I still don't know why, but I know how. Something about 200 messed with my head. I struggled and couldn't move past it, and eventually just stopped. Then I welcomed back 25 lbs over the summer. I say welcomed because I made the choices that put the weight back on. The hell with that, someone kick my ass if I just give up again.
So Thursday, I signed up for the triple dog dare challenge (I'll link to it later- not sure how to on my phone). My starting weight was 219.8 lbs, and my predicted weight on January 1 is 183 lbs. Sploosh! I want to see that SO BAD.
On another note, it's Mental Illness Awareness week! Make sure your crazy, twitchy friends know you love them! Mr. D thinks HE needs a holiday for putting up with me, especially since I've been off my anxiety meds since June.
Take it up with Hallmark, husband.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
This weekend has been a little emotional and crazy, but I'm just not in the mood to share it here right now. The good news is that I got to see my nephew for the first time since June and he remembers me :)