I am administering the ACT right now and I am bored to tears. The migraine from last night is gone and the medicine worked well. After the effects went away I slept like a baby. The best thing is that aside from being tired I don't have any of the normal after effects of a migraine. I feel pretty good actually. The tiredness may be from not getting enough sleep last night, or from getting up too early this morning, or from being bored to tears here. At least I have my iPhone and can post from it. Yay!
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In other news, I was e-mailed pictures today from a former student that were from her wedding. She was so beautiful. She graduated 7 years ago, but she still keeps in contact from time to time. It was nice to get the pics.
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In better news, I have been trying to lose weight, and I have lost 5 pounds in the last 2 weeks. That makes me feel much better. Now to go to take a very long, very hot shower. I am hoping that it will help the shoulder ache.
In other good news, my brother has decided to stop smoking as of April 1st. He is starting to cut down over the next two weeks. Wish him luck!
Me: When do you want to celebrate your birthday?
Mom: I hadn't decided. Angie (my sister) asked me if I wanted to have dinner actually on my birthday, and I told her that was too soon. That's only the day after tomorrow!
Keep in mind that we have been asking her for 3 weeks when she wanted to celebrate her birthday and what she wanted as a gift. Yep, two days from now is too soon to celebrate. That is classic mom behavior. Gotta love her!
Anyway, my father has to stay in the hospital for a couple of more days. The doctors want to make sure that the stitches are okay and that he doesn't get an infection. Because his prostate is right by the bladder, it is susceptible to infection, as you would expect. He has a catheter, while the stitches are healing, and they are flushing his system out by giving him lots of fluids both by IV and by drinking. He said that there is still some blood being flushed out but the doctor said that it's normal while the stitches are healing. He said that he was in no pain although he had a little pain last night after the meds wore off. With his high tolerance for pain, that means that the average person would have been doubled over crying. Maybe that is a slight exaggeration, but it's not too far from the truth.
I am sorry that it has taken a while to post, but with the stress of my father's surgery and the tension at work with people being cut for next year, I have been emotionally exhausted. Add to it the fact that my asshole neighbors upstairs think that 2:00 AM on a Thursday morning is a perfectly acceptable time to have a party where apparently there was a herd of elephants playing basketball, and I was physically exhausted as well. I came home from work yesterday and fell asleep shortly after eating dinner. I came home from work today and fell asleep before dinner. I slept through 2 phone calls, which is highly unusual for me since I am a relatively light sleeper. When I finally woke up, I was ravenous. After I ate, I felt that I had to wash dishes, which is something that I have put off several days this week. After that, I decided to check LJ and post. Now I am getting sleepy again, so I am curling up in my warm bed and wishing everyone a good night!
|You Are An ENFP|
You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.
You are also unconventional, irreverent, and unimpressed by authority.
Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.
You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're quite the storyteller!
In love, you are quite the charmer. And you are definitely willing to risk your heart.
You often don't follow through with your flirting or professed feelings. You break a lot of hearts.
At work, you are driven but not a workaholic. You just always seem to enjoy what you do.
You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.
How you see yourself: compassionate, unselfish, and understanding
When other people don't get you, they see you as: gushy, emotional, and unfocused
I spoke with my father tonight. He still has the catheter, and the doctor is going to do a procedure on him on Wednesday to see if he can shrink the prostate using a laser. The procedure won't require him to be put under nor will it require cutting. It will all be done in a non-invasive way. Other than that, my father is doing well. He is walking around outside the house, up and down the hill, up and down the stairs... He can shower himself all except for his back and the bottom of his feet, which my step mother cleans for him. He has gotten his appetite back and has started gaining weight. They took him off the coumadin and they will see what his blood count is to determine if he can stay off of it. My father told me that I didn't need to call him all of the time because he knows that I am busy. I told him that I have gotten used to calling him every couple of days now and as long as he doesn't mind it, I will probably continue to call him that often. He got all choked up and told me that he was blessed to have such a good daughter and that I was welcome to call whenever and however often I wanted.
On a somewhat related note, after I spoke with my father, I sent a text message to my sister to let her know about his procedure on Wednesday. She asked me if I had spoken to my other sister, Tammy. I told her no. Apparently, Tammy's daughter, Taryn, is pregnant. While she is engaged, they are not going to get married because she would lose her state benefits if she got married. I understand why they aren't getting married right now. After that, Angie told me that they didn't want Daddy to know that Taryn was pregnant because they didn't want him or my step mother to look down on Taryn for being pregnant out of wedlock. This is ironic for a couple of reasons. First of all, these are the same sisters who thought that they had a right to know about my father's surgery even if he had not wanted them to know. Um hypocritical much? Secondly, both of them ended up pregnant out of wedlock and my father never held that against them. I won't tell my father because it's not my place to tell him. They have asked me to not say anything, I will respect that. I will wait for them to say something to him. Of course, with the way that they call, or don't call for that matter, Taryn could have the baby and be pregnant with another one before they call my father. (Tammy has talked to him twice since the surgery and Angie only once.)