Another Sad Happy

I'm evil or selfish or evilly selfish I don't know.

A co-work of Jason's died from a major heart attack. So, my second thought after: "Oh, that is terrible. His poor family and friends...." Was.... "Jason will be put on a better shift!" I'm terrible. I feel awful about my thoughts.

I am sad, really, I am.

But a part of me is a little bit happy.

Dr. Visit

I'm at day 72 (or so) with out an period so I called the doc and she told me to come in for some tests.

I'm not pregnant (no surprise there) and I don't have an ulcer! The new plan is to put me on Provera to jump start my period. We are hoping and praying that this jumpstart is enough to get my cycle going. With an actual cycle maybe I'll ovulate and then who knows what will happen!

Keep your fingers crossed and those prayers lifted up to heaven!

Updates

It has been awhile since I posted anything so here is an update.

Jason's Job

So about a week ago we thought he was going to go back to the dreaded Rover shift (which means no week-ends off ever and almost no chance to get any overtime). There has been quite an upset at work. A lady in the office was out due to back issues so someone from one of the shifts went into the office which left a vacant spot and Jason gladly filled it. Being on a crew meant that Jason got to experience 6 days off in a row once a month (Oct & Nov) plus 2, count them 2! week-end off in a month. AND opportunity to get some much needed overtime (I love that time and a half!). Mid month they told us that Jason would be going back to the Rover shift (everyone is going back to where they belonged) and we were bummed, I was hoping for some overtime over the holiday's, but we had been expecting it soon. Then like three days later everything changed and they said "oh, no, she can't work a full week yet, you can stay where you are until Dec 28th. Which is great. Because, all the days that the family is using to celebrate Christmas he now has off and doesn't need to ask for time off and use his vacation or holiday time! Yeah!

The bummer is that soon he'll be back to the Rover shift. At least they are just 8 hr days, not the 12 that he has been doing over the past month.

Pets

Last week on Tuesday I a saw a cat walking along our driveway. I didn't think too much of it because we see stray cats all the time. I did stick my head out the window and call to it, but it had little effect on it. That night we had a bible study and apparently he was sitting at the door because one of our friends let it in. She bent down to pet it and felt every bone in it's spine and she said to herself, "This can't be one of the Blidberg's cat, they would never do this to a pet." That was, of course, after she had let it in on our porch. Mom shooed it back outside and Kat got it some food to munch on. During bible study we came to the conclusion that we ought to help out this kitty. Sadly, when we went out to let it back in it had gone for the night.

Two days later on Thursday Kat saw it in the yard and opened the door to give it a friendly call, but it thought she meant ill for it and it ran away. We thought that was going to be the end of the kitty. However, that evening as one of the daycare grandparents were leaving I heard, "Hello, I didn't know that they had a kitty all one color." Which we didn't. As I am standing in the kitchen in waltz's this gray long haired cat. He walks up to me as if to say: "Move lady, I need to get to the food."

Jason and I capture it, which was "hard", since it wanted to be picked up and immediately started to purr the moment you talked to it. We put it in the dog's kennel for the night (in case it had some evil disease) and in the morning I brought it to the shelter. The shelter has this program where for $65 you can have a stray spayed/neutered plus have shots and vaccines. Luckily we only had to pay $35 because he was already "altered". He got a clean bill of health and has now joined our happy family. So, Meet Titus! He is super friendly. When he isn't eating or sleeping he is curled up on our chests watching TV with us!

TTC

No news on the pregnancy front. Still trying, still charting, still hoping that soon I'll be "with child".

Gastric

I had another flare up of my gastritis (sp?). I called my doctor and confessed that I had not done the meds that I had been given correctly from the first time. She thought that one of the meds I have been taking so I have stopped that and started pepcid. We are giving my tummy 2 weeks and then "we'll see" whatever that means. Tuesday will be 2 weeks. Also, because I have not had a period in nearly 60 days (which is not abnormal when coming off of "the pill") she is going to give me Provera to jump start my period. Maybe that will jump start the baby creating too?

More Pets

I don't have kids, I have pets and here is a couple more pictures of them.

This is Cali, she has just come home from apple picking! :)

And this is Izzy participating in her daily routine of playing with her ball. Sometimes Cali and Vinnie join her in her daily calenstetics of running from one end of the apartment to the other tossing and rolling on her ball.

This is Vinnie, curled up on the couch, doing what he does best....sleeping.

Moody

I've been feeling moody lately. Just a little up and down all with in the same moment.

I'm on day 38 of my cycle with no period in sight and I think that has something to do with it.

Ugh, What a Day

This blog contains the words: Poop & vomit. If such things are an offense to you, don't read.
*don't say I didn't warn you*

Izzy the dog has been sick. It started out with stinky gas, like really bad gas and I assumed (how silly of me) that that was where it would end. Then one night she farted while pooping and I heard it ooze to the ground. In the meantime Vinnie the dog has been hacking up mucus and grass (yes I know TMI you can skip this blog entry if you need to, I will understand). I thought (also wrongly) that it was nothing and would pass. *sigh* Last night as I was putting Vinnie to bed in his crate (a cat carrying thing) he wouldn't go in, he sort of sniffed and backed out. I got out the flashlight to take a peek and lo and behold he had vomited the night before in his bed. It was too late for me to clean it up so I threw the soiled stuff in the bathroom to clean in the morning.

Morning arrived. I got up to do my normal routine and clean up the vomit bedding so I could wash it. Not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, it didn't even smell all that bad. I went about my day until around 1pm when I realized I needed my knitting for while the kids slept. I came over to my apartment and was greeted by the worse poop smell on the planet.

Izzy walked up to me low to the ground, apologizing for her mistake. She had diarrhea on my floor. Not in the kitchen where it would be easy to clean. Oh, no, on my RUG! Have you ever tried to clean poop off a rug? How about liquid poop?

I almost threw up. Then, when I was at my mom's getting supplies I almost threw up over there and I couldn't even smell or see it! I told her, "I don't know what I will do when my kids are sick, I just can't handle the mess."

Back at my apartment I practiced the ancient art of breathing through my mouth in order to avoid a foul smell. I found that if I did not look directly at the mess, sort of saw it out of the corner of my eye, the gagging was a lot less.

I did the best I could with what I had, then ran to Wal-Mart to get the most expensive rug cleaner I could find. I also bought some strong candles to help, because even though the poop is gone, the stench remains.

Happy Sad Still

Jason's Aunt Judy isn't doing good. His mom suspects that Aunt Judy didn't tell us the full scope of her cancer and it is worse than his aunt is letting on. She was admitted into the hospital on Thursday because her white blood cell count was dangerously low, like she had 5-10% of the count that she is supposed to have. She's going home on Tuesday.

In the back of J and my minds is a happy sad thought that when Aunt Judy goes, we might be able to have a larger place at a small price. I feel so evil thinking this way. Not that I want her to die, I just feel so cramped in this tiny place.

I was watching "Top 10 Kitchens" on HGTV and there are people out there with kitchens BIGGER than my apartment (including my kitchen) that is just crazy.

Time Passes

I haven't jotted anything down in a while so I thought I might.

I "peed on a stick" recently. I'm at day 34 with no period in sight so on day 30 I did a pregnancy test and it was negative. I'm wondering how long, if at all, my period will take to kick start. I've been told it could take three months. *sigh* I'm going to be buying some OPK's soon to help me figure out if/when I ovulate.

Jason has been working nights and it has really put me in a funk. On Friday night I stayed up till 4am because sleep didn't seem appealing to me. The bed looked foreign and uncomfortable. He only has two nights left and I'm looking forward to going to bed with him on Tuesday night.

New Baby Count

Now we are at 7 Babies due between March & April!

Ovulating?

I might have ovulated. My temp spiked a whole degree! It didn't stay up like it is supposed to so we'll see.

Flea on Lee

Jason came with me to Boston (to work one of the last two times that I have to go down to pay off the car!!). It was so much fun having him there with me. We took the kids to the Museum of Science, we saw only the barest of fractions of the museum. The kids were cranky for several reasons: 1. They get up a 6am in the morning 2. I got "turned around" on the way there and it took close to an hour to get there instead of 1/2 an hour max (G fell asleep, lucky bum) 3. We got there late so the other two were tired and hungry 4. They were hungry 5. They were tired. We did have a good time. Jason says we can take our kids there too so the experience wasn't too bad for him. I asked him that after working the week-end with me if he felt more ready for parenthood. He answered with (and I'm paraphrasing): "Darling, I have never been nor will I ever be ready to be a parent, but I still want to be one." So I would say that he weathered the storm well. I don't have to go down again until the first part of December and then I will be done. I think that in the spring (as long as I'm not super preggo) I will go down again if she needs me. The money is good and easy to make.

As to the Flea on Lee. We saw signs in Boston that said "Flea on Lee". We didn't go but apparently it had already been here. I found a flea on Vinnie today, yuck. So that meant Front Line for everyone. $123 I think we're good! Sometimes it does not pay to have so many animals and to not buy stuff on-line. I have learned my lesson! I will be buying it on-line where it is a FRACTION of the price!