He Comes Home Today

My husband is coming home today and as expected, I got nothing done this wknd except laundry and working on my book a bit. It was a Smother’s Day Movie Marathon on Channel 150-Time Warner, so I did watch quite a few movies and I didn’t go anywhere due to not just energy/headache reasons; but also the fact that my transmission is slipping and I would really prefer my husband be local, should anything happen.

My husband forwarded a picture of his Mom and his Aunt so I could see them. It is sad how much weight his Aunt has gained. She used to be big before but… plus, her hair is so short, it is not attractive. I think she lost it big time when her mother died recently.

One thing I learned from the picture, (actually I knew this) if you are a large woman, I don’t recommend wearing splashes of color. At least in this case, it made her look like a Circus Tent.

Anyway, I guess it’s a cleaning frenzy today to see what I get accomplished before my Hero returns.

My Mother’s Day Vacation

My husband is off to Vegas to spend time with his Mother and Aunt for Mother’s Day and Our Anniversary. It sort of sucks but it would be wrong to put myself through pain in a hotel room and have to deal with continuous lights and noise right now. I will spend Mother’s Day with my beautiful babies:

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I don’t know if I will get the Mary Poppins motivation this time. I seem to always fill with good intentions but can’t seem to follow through.

Perhaps it will be a good wknd to get some writing done on my book, since I am alone with quiet.

I Survived The Treadmill Test

I walked on the treadmill for 8 minutes yesterday.  That may not seem like much to you but for me, that’s pretty darn good. Especially when they keep making it go faster and taking your blood pressure, plus, they keep talking to you.  It’s like “Stop talking to me and let me concentrate.”

I also just got some really good medical news.  I’ve been approved to get my IGG Infusions/Injections (whatever) at HOME!  Yeah.  That means, I can stay home and watch t.v. in bed with my animals on the bed with me (as long as my cat leaves the I.V. alone.)  I hate the thought of kicking her out of the room, but I may have to since she is a bit curious.  The nurse is going to come to the house and it is 100% covered by insurance.  They said it is more cost-effective this way.  Wow!

I thought I would include a pic of my new work-out outfit which I love so much.  Yes, this will motivate me to work out more, as well.

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Jane Fonda..Eat Your Heart Out.

 

Asking For Encouragement

yesterday was the 6th anniversary of my kidney transplant.  I am so thankful to my wonderful husband for donating his kidney to me.  Kidney-wise, I’ve been doing well.

I went for a blood test yesterday also because according to my doctor at Cedars, I may have a gene that affects my immune system which is why I seem to get sick like every 2-3 weeks.  It is so annoying to get a sore throat, cold, etc.  ALL the time.  If I have a low part of my immune system; they can send me for an I.V. infusion of some type for like four hours twice. (not twice a week, but he said twice… I’m not quite sure how often.) in order to pump up my immune system.  I am sort of hoping they find something and we can do this.

My next step after that health-wise is a Hysterectomy.  I am semi-young but am having problems in that regard.  I just need clearance from a few of my other doctors which I am working on.

Enough health talk – I started writing my book again, basically from scratch.  I am following from old diary notes and memory.  I am changing all names and a few of the details.  I may write it as factual first and then see what exactly to change.  My problem is this is really tough on my mind and I really need motivation to continue.  I have wanted to do this for a while.  I believe it will help others in the same type situations..maybe to realize how people can change from being good to suddenly gaining control without you even realizing.

Unfortunately, I am the type of person that needs people to ask, “How is your book going?”  “Are you still writing?”  or say things like, “You can do it.”  I would like to request this type of help from my friends on Facebook but I don’t know how to ask for this type of encouragement.

Fast March & Question 4 You

Wow, It really has been a while, hasn’t it?  March snuck up on me way to fast as did doctor appointments.  I got a phone call with a reminder of a doc appointment for this Monday which I could swear was in April so then I had to rush to the lab.  I also saw a doc about my headaches who put me on a new headache med as well as adjusted my Topamax and one of the two just makes me fall asleep around 8 or 9 p.m. or earlier….during my favorite t.v. shows.  It sucks because I seriously don’t remember the endings and I really was not one to fall asleep while watching t.v before.  To me, that is a bit scary.

In amusing news, Firepie is a bit annoyed her Aunt Lisa and her husband got themselves a cat.  When my friend Lisa came over to visit.  Firepie was all over her purse (as usual) and when Lisa was ready to leave Firepie didn’t want to get off of it and yelled at her.  She never does that!  I know she can smell Lisa’s new cat.  I discussed it with Firepie and she just isn’t sure about the situation.  When Lisa comes here; I guess we are supposed to talk about Firepie and give her the attention not the new cat despite the fact that Lisa and her husband saved it’s life.  Other then that, I guess Firepie is okay with it.

So, someone on Facebook asked what was one thing you are happy having done or accomplished so far and what was one thing you regret not having done or accomplished. I responded that I am happy having survived an abusive relationship but am annoyed at having not written the book about it yet.  I have no more excuses.  So, I sat down yesterday and started writing.  If I take it slowly, it will eventually come together.  I am going to work on it a little at a time (nothing like the Nanowrimo) competition.  This is a true story of my life and I really think it will help my mind to get this all out.  I started with notes yesterday, but I think I am going to start again today in actual story form and see where it takes me.

  Here’s the question for you: What are you happy you’ve done or accomplished in life so far and what is one thing you regret not having done or accomplished?  Just to add:  Do you think you may ever accomplish it?

*I would love to hear your replies.

Sorry So Slow, I’m Writing

Sorry, I haven’t kept up and I hope I don’t drive you all crazy when I do, but it’s NANO month and I’m doing it!  We are supposed to be at 25,000 words today and I am determined to get there.

I need to go to the dentist to and I have to clean the counters. No excuses.  I can’t have the granite chipping off because I am writing a novel.  This is awesome.  This is proving that I can write on a deadline and actually create something.  I am getting my ideas while washing my hair.  It’s crazy.  I don’t post much about it on Facebook because others are doing the same thing but I know I drive my sister nuts.  Come on Sis, You can do this!  Start writing again!  Jump back on the bandwagon.  Pretend it’s the first two days.  You can finish your book that way.  Heck, we don’t even have to worry about spelling, grammar, or punctuation..although we do have spell-check so I will use that.  I’m driving my neighbors crazy.  I tell everyone about this.  I tell strangers about this!  I wore my Nanowrimo t-shirt yesterday.  I am so proud of myself!

In other news… What other news?

I dropped my shoe-boxes off for Operation Christmas Child.  I went  to two different locations.  I’ve learned if you do it that way, there is a better chance of your boxes going to two different countries because they arrive at the Processing Center at different times.    If yo havne’t mad e a box this year, I highly encourage it.  You can even make one interactively at  the website www.samaritanspurse.org. It’s only a $7.00 donation per box and it only takes one box to help one child in another country.  This will be the only present they will probably ever ever receive in their entire lives.

I haven’t really been socializing because I think it’s best to play it safe before my surgery. That doesn’t mean I won’t get together one on one with people but I may avoid some parties.  I was invited to an 80’s get-together tomorrow night and I really want to go but on the other hand, I think it’s best to minimize that at present, with my weak immune system.   After my surgery, I will be happy to party and have fun.

Plus, I will feel more comfortable and my novel will be finished.   Oops, did I mention that again?  My novel?  Don’t those words sound professional?  My Novel?  Say that with me, won’t you?  “My Novel”  Look husband, I have a job.  I’m a Novelist.  Okay, not necessarily.  My first book was a Children’s Book, but I am definitely a Writer.  See, I’m not just unemployed.  I am a Freelance Writer which was I’ve alway’s dreamed to be.

Don’t worry, I’ll tune in again soon.

Nanowrimo Still Going

Wow, this Nanowrimo thing is really coming along.  I am really proud of myself.  Sorry, I hope I don’t sound like I’m boasting but even my husband is proud of me.  I tend to start things and not stick with them but I just love watching the word count go up and watching the stats and the days go down to the finish line.

I decided to keep encouraging myself I bought myself a Nanowrimo t-shirt from their store.  I hope it doesn’t take to long to get it.  Plus, now I have the word-tracker up on both the web sites I blog on; so that really helps me to continue.

I try to encourage those I call Nano Friends as well.  I’ve read a lot of books that don’t make sense.  Who cares if yours does nor doesn’t at present?

We are all in this together so please don’t give up or the load will get much heavier.

Getting Ready

Okay, so tomorrow is the first day of Nanowrimo so if I don’t post much, that the reason.  I guess I’ll be writing in Word.  I will pop in periodically just to keep your interest,.  I guess a lot of people take part in this thing. My sister is even going to give it a try this year.  While I must say the title sounds juvenile, “NaNowrimo”, almost like baby talk… I really like the concept and am both nervous and excited all at the same time.

I Am Doing This

I did it.  I just signed up with Nanowrimo to write a novel of 50,000 words from scratch by the end of November. It starts November 1st.   This will be good practice for me on writing and to see if I can meet a goal.  It has to be fiction.

Wish me luck.

 

Any good ideas for topics would be appreciated.

Back To School Story-#3

Mr. Rensk-6th Grade (No Celaniey-Girl, not even close to his name…switch the letters around and figure it out.  No true names on WP.)  Before I get into this one, you need to remember that this was in the 70’s.  Teachers were allowed to touch the students without fear of sexual harrassment all the time.  Teachers were actually trusted.  Teacher molestation was unheard of at those times.

Mr. Rensk was awesome.  He read stories to us and let us sit on his lap while he did so.  He picked different children in the class, not just one so he didn’t play favorites but he had a favorite thing to do with me.  I was the smallest child in the room, heck I was probably the smallest and thinnest child in the school due the metabolic disorder I was born with and being sick a lot.  Anyway, just for fun, Mr. Rensk would see me at at lunch and with the other students egging him on..he would literally pick me up and put me in the nearesst trash can feet first.  Usually, it was an empty trash can or maybe a few papers at the bottom..like before everyone threw the trash away..and he would only leave me there for a minute or so so everybody could laugh and have a good time.  I was way to short to get out by myself and it was always in good fun.  I will always remember Mr. Rensk with fondness.

I am trying to go by grade but memories are coming back prior so I am going backward a bit with one class I remember.  While I don’t remember the teachers name;  I do remember when I did a bad thing in class.  Now usually, I was a good girl and did the work the best I could but alway’s flunked the tests.  You said the word, “Test” and I would completely blank out and it never mattered how long I studied or what I had known..unless it was spelling because I’ve loved words.  Anyway, in this class..whatever year it was; the whole class planted flowers to learn about how they grew.  Everyone must have been at lunch or left or something because it was me and a boy there and the boy said he had a “magic potion” that would make the plants grow faster if we sprinkled it on them.  All the plants were lined up in the window with the buds or sprouts or whatever starting to show.  Well, What would you do?  Wouldn’t your classmates be excited if their plants grew quicker and they had you to thank for it?  You guessed it..I fell for it.  He gave me some white powder and both of us put it all over the plants.  Imagine my surprise coming into class the next day I think, to find a very, Angry, teacher  telling the class to thank me and whomever the boy was for killing all the plants by putting SALT on them.  Then, when she asked me why and I told her what he said, she asked me if I was stupid.  I remember that.  That’s the day I learned that salt will kill plants.

Just so you know, salt will kill snails too.  My mother taught me that one.