Saturday, May 25, 2013

That Kid of Mine

For reasons unknown, my child did quite a few things today that I found adorable or amusing.  I thought I'd share those with you.

Breakfast at IHOP
This morning, we all went to IHOP for breakfast with my mom, my brother Tony and my sister-in-law Jen.  James looked at the kid's menu and decided that he wanted pancakes, which he continued announcing to us until the server came to take our order.  Then, unprompted by anyone, James turned to her and said, "I want some pancakes."  I decided to order a breakfast that came with french toast and pancakes so that I could give the pancakes to James, keep the french toast for myself and avoid spending $5 on something that could quite possibly be thrown onto the floor.  When they brought us all of our food and the server didn't hand anything to James, he turned around and asked her, "Where are my pancakes?"  Clearly, he'd ordered pancakes and wasn't given any.  (By the way, he did get his pancakes.)

Shopping at Target
David had to go to work after breakfast, but the rest of us ran a handful of errands together, mostly in preparation for Tony and Jen's baby, who is due in a few weeks.  One of our stops was Target.  While Tony and Jen were at the customer service counter making an exchange, I walked across to the dollar section with my mom and James.  My mom saw a pinwheel, decided that she wanted to get it for James and handed it to him.  I showed him how to blow on it and make it spin, which he did for a few minutes.  Then, right as Tony and Jen were walking back to us, he shoots his arm out in the air, pinwheel in hand, and shouts, "Expelliarmus!".  He continued to do that randomly throughout the entire shopping trip.  We all got a pretty good laugh out of that.

Shopping at Babies R Us
This was another one of our stops.  While we were there, he saw the cool toddler beds that were shaped like race cars and trains.  He got pretty mad at me when I steered him away from them, so Uncle Tony promised him that he could get out of the cart and look at them if he was a good boy while we were shopping.

Here he is, living it up in his little toddler dream land.  He still threw a bit of a fit when we actually had to leave, but it was so cute watching him explore everything.

Picnic Lunch at Home
After all of our shopping was done, we (meaning my mom and James and myself) came back to our house to have a little lunch and to let James play outside for a while since he'd been dragged around all morning and half of the afternoon on our shopping excursions.  James was nibbling on his food here and there as he was playing, which was fine by me.  Then, out of nowhere, he sits down at the patio table, picks up one club cracker from his lunch, takes one bite, sets it down, picks up another cracker, takes one bite, sets it down... you get the point... until he's bitten each cracker one time.  Mind you, he was quick and precise about each bite.  After he lays down his last bitten cracker, he immediately jumps up from his chair to go play.  It was the most randomly hilarious thing, but it was probably one of those "you had to be there" moments, so I'll forgive you for not being as amused about this as we were. :)

That's pretty much it for our day, except for the part where James broke the baby gate to the stairs, but that wasn't amusing, so I won't share that.

I think I have the funniest, strangest kid out there.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Getting Better

At least, we hope that's what's happening.

Things have been a lot smoother this week than they were last week.  The funeral is over and David has been feeling quite a bit better.  He's still weak from not having eaten much last week and the fact that he has to take it slow with what he can still keep down now, but we're moving forward, so that's good.

Other than that, I've gotten back on track with my reading goals.  I got derailed during March and April for reasons mostly unknown.  I think part of it was the fact that the book I was stuck on, Emma, was 580+ pages and I hit a really boring section in the middle, so I lost my motivation to read for a while.  I only planned on taking a small break from it, say for like a week, and then coming back to it, but that week turned into about six or seven.  Oops.  I picked it back up about a week and a half ago and was finally able to finish it.  It really is a good book, with the exception of the boring handful of chapters in the middle.

I've decided to start reading The Hunger Games again.  I was going to wait until closer to November to reread them, since that's when the Catching Fire movie comes out, but I was feeling really in the mood for them right now.  I think I might pick up the Ender's Game series again too, since the movie is coming out on November 1, just before Catching Fire.  I'm pretty excited about both of those right now.

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Some Weeks

Some weeks are definitely better than others.

This past week has been ten shades of exhausting.  When people post stuff on Facebook about how they've had a really busy or exhausting or otherwise event-filled week, I usually don't give it a second thought.  Everyone has crazy weeks at some point or other, right?  No big deal.  Unless I know of a specific event that truly justifies their claims, I usually assume that they're blowing it out of proportion, at least a little.  (I can't be the only one who does that when they're tired.)

From now on, I shall cease to judge other people's "I've had a long week" postings, because I have truly had an insanely long week.

"So, Tiffany, what happened to make your week so long?"

Well, I'm glad that you asked...


David stayed home from work because he wasn't feeling well.  For those of you who don't know, my husband suffers from ulcerative colitis, which means that he has ulcers in his colon and intestines.  Absolutely no fun.  He had a flare-up, his first one in almost a year, because we had to switch medications on him and the new one wasn't working.  We had an appointment with our family doctor because we needed a new referral for a gastroenterologist for David because his current one wasn't cutting it (which is another long story for another time) and our family doctor wanted to see what was going on with David before he could refer him to the right doctor.  He prescribed David something for nausea and something to help with stomach acid to keep him from getting sick.

It wasn't too horrible at this point, but it's only Monday, so you know that things only went downhill from here.


David had an appointment with his new GI.  He got two more prescriptions from him.  (Here, pharmacy, take all of my monies.)  He felt okay enough to go to work that afternoon.

Later, I found out from my mom that one of my aunts passed away earlier that morning.  She was only 58 and had been struggling with cancer since last fall.  Also, her husband (my uncle) had just passed away last January.  Sad times all around, especially for their two sons who are both within 5 years of my age.  Since this was my mom's step-sister, she was given bereavement leave at work so that we could go to her funeral.

Also, later this night, David came home from work feeling even worse than he did on Monday.  I could tell that he was warm, so I took his temperature, which turned out to be 101°F.  Thankfully, Wednesday was his day off and we were hoping that he could get better before having to go back to work.


He got worse.  Aside from all of the nasty side effects of this flare-up, David wasn't able to eat anything at all.  He spent all day in bed and was barely able to keep down the water that he drank in order to take his medication.  I felt so terrible for him.  His fever didn't get any better either.  Since he was on so many new meds, I didn't want to risk anything by also giving him Tylenol for his fever, so I spent the better part of the afternoon on the phone with our pharmacy, leaving messages for his doctor and calling the Nurseline in order to make sure that he wouldn't be made worse by taking something for the fever.  He was eventually okayed to take the Tylenol, which helped a bit, but he still couldn't eat anything.


David was feeling even worse still, so he stayed home again.

Mom and I also made plans to go to Zanesville, which is a little more than an hour away, for my aunt's funeral.  Her calling hours were on Friday and the funeral service was on Saturday, which meant a lot of driving for us over the next two days.

David finally got so weak that he eventually decided that he needed to go to the hospital.  Technically, this was at 2am, so I guess it counts as Friday, although we never actually went to sleep because David was having problems staying asleep, so it felt like a very long Thursday.  My mom came over to stay with James while we went down the street to the hospital.


At about 7am, we got home.  They gave David some fluids and pain killers, which helped him a lot. We were able to sleep once we got home.  My mom also came back and got James once he woke up so that we could sleep.  That was a huge blessing!  We ended up being able to sleep until about noon, at which point I forced myself to get up because we still needed to drive to Zanesville that evening for the funeral calling hours.  My mom was even so awesome as to pick up another prescription for David while I was getting ready.  David was feeling well enough from being at the hospital that I didn't feel bad for leaving him alone all evening.


David felt well enough that he went to work again.  Mom and I went to the funeral service in the morning and were able to make it back by David's lunch time, at which time I picked him up from work, as he was still feeling really weak from not eating anything for the past week.

* * *

And that, my friends, is what our week has been like.  We all are pretty wiped out from all of this and have been completely lazy today.  I feel like we've earned it.