I'm alive!

Ok, well, that was never really in doubt, but it's nice to have it over. Had my biopsy this morning, and while it was very grumbly to get up at 4 am and be at the hospital by 5:30 am, we had to be there that early because I was the first surgery scheduled for my doctor. Turned out to be a good thing - by the time I came out, I spent an extra hour or so hanging out in recovery because the same-day center was so busy they didn't have a room for me to go back to. Eventually the nurse gave up and went and found my clothes and John and discharged me directly from recovery.

So now I have "discomfort", as they say, and the outside of my foot is definitely numb. A little wierd, I don't know if that's going to change much. I was told a "small numb patch on my foot", but this is the whole side including heel and I think little toe. And the waiting game for results begins.

And I'm on an uber antibiotic, which makes the root canal on Monday a non-problem. I'm not bothering with the dentists antibiotic, and since I have to take this for 7 days, I'm probably covered both before and after. So I still have that to look forward to, but so far so good.

Anticipation is often worse than actuality. Usually.

Cool clear water

I forgot to get a water bottle while I was at the store the other day, but then Jim went and did the laundry and stopped by the store for the things I had forgotten (which included more than just the water bottle). He did not get me a really big one with all the water for the day, but he did get me a sports bottle that had markings for amounts on the side, and a screw top so that water will not leak (we have some old water bottles that the tops leak on now). So today is the first day I carried it. I should have filled it up before I left school so I could have had it for the whole afternoon, but I did get it filled up twice which should equal 8+ glasses so I know for sure that I got my recommended amount.
I have also been really good about not even looking for the bus on campus and just walking (though I take the shortest most direct route and park in the closest space possible...but it is a start and I am usually carrying enough junk with me that it probably counts as walking with weights).
I have also decided that when the current supply of Coca-cola runs out that I am not refilling it. I can still get it when we go out but I don't need it at home (though I still intend to drink coffee). I even informed Jim so he would not buy any for me (of course his response was "who are you and what have you done with my wife")

Multitasking!

I've been getting no exercise lately, but today, when I woke up, it was about 50 deg. outside. So I took the kids for a walk in the wagon. They got fresh air, I got some exercise, and I distributed some flyers around the neighborhood for Owen's pre-school fundraising concert! I felt like I accomplished something when I got back. Keep in mind that my neighborhood is huge, so it was it pretty decent length walk. (Yes, it's true, I have ~5 miles of safe neighborhood roads to walk/jog/run on and I never get out there!)

It is what it is

thanks for putting up with my little hissy fit yesterday. I did a little more internet research on the biopsy (sural nerve biopsy, if anyone is interested), and the biopsy itself is relatively minor. If I have vasculitis, that's a little scary, but I don't really fit the usual profile except for my tingly toes.

And as for the root canal, that's just a bummer. If I were in tons of pain, I'd probably be looking forward to it for relief. It's more that I really hate that drilling thing - sound and smell more than the pain, so i may ask to be out for a bit.

I'm really hitting a point where i'm thinking, what next? I thought I was being good by going to the doctor and taking care of all these things, but there's a part of me that would rather not know at this point! I have to do my mammogram soon - I'm just so excited to do that now! I would really like to hit a point where nothing new comes up for a bit, you know?

You Gotta be kidding me

So, I have a biopsy scheduled for Thursday. To help figure out why my feet are tingling and numb. It's been scheduled for a month, and I'm kind of stressing about it.

However, I've also had a problem with my teeth for a couple of months now. In August, I went in with a serious toothache, and found out it was actually a sinus infection. Three rounds of progressively stronger antibiotics later, it's mostly gone, but then a tooth, on the same side of my mouth, starts gradually hurting like, 2-3 weeks ago. I think it's still the sinus thing, but finally, since it still hurts, go in to the dentist today.

The root is infected. I need a root canal. As soon as possible. And to take three days of antibiotics ahead of time so we don't spread the infection. But since I'm having surgery Thursday...

I cannot believe this. I've called the surgeons office to find out how I can mesh these two things, and had to leave a message. Right now, I'm scheduled for the root canal on Monday. I may or may not be driving yet from the biopsy. Augh!

I think I'm going to stay off the celebrex and get the 800mg Motrin from the dentist (if the surgeon says ok). If I drank, this would be the perfect opportunity.

Sanity saver

So we had Thanksgiving on Friday again this year. It's been a bit of a tradition at our house. It started because Michael and I were both putting in insane hours at work and didn't have time to prepare, but we're both traditionalists at heart. So to be able to put a turkey with all the trimmings on the table, we decided to have turkey on Friday. His parents liked it because they go travel when everyone was eating their turkey. We also had some friends join us who have family nearby and had family obligations on Thursday.

So Thursday morning we went bowling, then grocery shopping. Once home, we baked cornbread for stuffing and made a couple of pumpkin pies. We had spaghetti squash for dinner, and cleaned up a bit. We felt so prepared that Friday morning we spend a couple hours at the zoo before picking up a turkey (19 pounds which was larger than we were looking for, but a small price to pay for a mellow celebration). With Michael helping, we got everything ready for a dinner at 6 PM. There's lots of turkey leftover, but we made a huge dent with sandwiches at lunch today.

Thanksgiving

I don't understand why I feel obligated to eat more just because it is there. Not just picking, but a second helping when I really am comfortably full. I guess it was foods I don't usually make, but not even that really. Because you're supposed to eat too much at Thanksgiving?

Except for stuffing and gravy, I actually did ok on Thursday. And nobody in our house wanted Pumpkin Pie, so I only made Apple, so I only had one slice, not two. Ok, yes, ice cream.

But we've been pretty active this weekend, not with "exercise", but cleaning around the house, I've been painting a set at church for the youth group, and I walked around a flea market all morning on Friday. Didn't get on the scale yet, so we'll see if I at least broke even...