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Feb. 18th, 2017 12:56 pm
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I went out for a walk today because the weather is glorious. I made a point of walking past a house for sale in the area that's really kind of cute and I could see myself living there (35 Fairview Ave, Kitchener for the curious). However, I do not have $350k + to throw at such a worthy abode, so it remains merely a passing fancy and nothing more.

I had the hamsters running the wrong way on the wheel and chewing on the wires on Wednesday, which is all sorts of Not Fun. I am not a fan of making a decision, following through on said choice, and then overthinking it after. It's a recipe for a full blown panic attack, I swear. I was only anxious (only anxious, like that's any better) and it dissipated fairly quickly, but it left me exhausted and wrung out.

I'm in a pretty good mood today. The sun and walk have certainly helped, but some of it might also be the increase in dosage for my brain meds. It's too early to tell if it's actually helping, but the placebo effect is a powerful thing.

Right. Time to find lunch and then clean the apartment and make brownies for my game tonight. Whee!
Some stuff that has happened:

- the last full week of January was full of appointments, including a trip to Sick Kids to meet with the Nephrology team and some testing for Declan to determine what's up with his kidneys and the cysts.

- when I went in to find out WTF was up with my knee (possible patellofemoral syndrome, which is only 'cured' by eight weeks of physio), got the results of my blood work. It came back normal. You should really see my surprise face on that one. *rolls eyes* The urine test did come back positive for protein (joy) but it's not enough to be worrying. At least it's an easy test to repeat.

- Declan had no protein in his urine and his blood work came back as normal. So there is that.

- having your knee x-rayed is weird. The positions you have to keep it in is very unnatural. The highlight of the entire process? Connecting with another mother who was there with her son. We both agreed that shame was something for other people, especially after you've had someone fondling your cervix with others watching. Yay, childbirth.

- tried to call my shiny new(ish) psychiatrist, since I'm running low on meds. Hahahahaha, no. Apparently, I had a consultancy appointment, and don't actually have a psychiatrist. Cue lots of swearing and gnashing of teeth. Fine, thinks I, it's back to the doc for my meds and make the appointment, which is for this Friday.

- my games continue to truck along. I am finding that Thorn's voice is nearly silent in my head, but Amy's has gotten very loud. You'll have your time to shine, darlin'. But it's not yet.

- I am currently bashing my head against getting a data recovery program to actually work. It's my fault that the information is lost, but it shouldn't be THIS hard to get it back. I am frustrated and about this close to pitching my computer off the roof.

- small victory: picked up Declan from school AND took out the recycling without falling on my ass. It's been raining since this afternoon and freezing, so not slipping and sliding is worth noting.
Today is the first day of winter and at least it looks like it. In November, because of the early onslaught of snow that was staying on the ground, I had predicted that we wouldn't have a white Christmas. With the exception of Wednesday (which is forecasted to go to a balmy plus 5), it looks like I'll be wrong.

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Sep. 22nd, 2005 09:24 am
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Happy Autumnal Equinox!

Summer's over (ostensibly) and now it's Fall. My favourite season. One of change. Maybe, just maybe, I should do something about how I feel (bitter, a disappointment, worthless) and change it. For me and no one else.

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Aug. 29th, 2005 04:24 pm
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Laundry's just about done. Well, that's at least something done today. The air is getting thick and oppressive and it looks like rain. Hopefully it happens soon. Thick oppressive air makes my lungs hurt.

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Aug. 28th, 2005 09:34 am
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As much as we wanted to go, we decided against going to the Buskerfest Adult Show last night. We feared the heavens would open up and dump copious amounts of water onto our unsuspecting heads soaking us to the skin. So we watched a movie instead.

About what would have been the halfway point of the Adult Show, it started to piss rain. With yesterday raining on and off, we weren't even sure there was going to be an Adult Show, but if there was, everyone got soaked...except us, who had the foresight to stay home. :)

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Aug. 19th, 2005 02:13 pm
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It was pissing rain not five minutes ago, and now the sun is out.


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Jul. 18th, 2005 06:17 pm
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The heat makes my brain all melty. It's hard to think. And so easy to be randomly violent.

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Jul. 16th, 2005 07:46 pm
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It's raining here.

It's also still sticky, but it's no longer stiflingly hot, so it's almost pleasant outside.

It sounds so simple, but the rain right now makes me happy. Maybe I'll go for a walk later and get drenched just because I can. Maybe. :)

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Jul. 15th, 2005 11:47 pm
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I found not only a belt, but also a pair of bike shorts at Addition-Elle and neither were very expensive. It's not much, but it makes things a little easier around here. Now if only the bloody heat/humidity would go somewhere else...:P

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Jun. 25th, 2005 07:04 pm
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It's too fucking hot outside. Way way too hot. Advantage to this: I'm in an air-conditioned condo. Disadvantage: I still have to walk to Union to catch the subway. Today was like breathing soup. My asthma, which is non-existant most of the time, was kind enough to let me know that it's still around, only coming out when the weather conditions make it hard for non-asthmatics to breathe. And my feet are starting to swell again. I'm so fucking happy.

Today was quiet, otherwise. Shannon had a very stable day. They had to turn off the epinepherin (sp) because her blood pressure was too high, but since this is one of the goals that they want to work towards, it's not a bad thing. She's still really swollen, and on Monday, I'm going to ask when they're going to start her on diuretics to handle that...unless they're going to wait until they close up her chest after making sure they don't have to open it again.

The bottom line: She's going to be in Critical Care for a long time yet, probably another week or two. Which means we'll be in Toronto for at least another two weeks and maybe as long as four. Great. Just what I always wanted. :P

Mini Update

Jun. 13th, 2005 06:45 pm
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We made it to Toronto okay. It's very cool to be on the 26th floor (well, not really...it's more like the 22nd because of the numbers missing) in the middle of a thunderstorm. Ye gods, is air conditioning a wonderful thing! :)

Tomorrow is going to suck ass.

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Jun. 8th, 2005 07:13 pm
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Criminy it's hot in this apartment. Right now there's no breeze and my arms are sticking to the desk (ewwww....). I'm hoping it breaks soon (like tomorrow), but this should be over by Sunday. The irony? We'll be in Toronto next week, when there's no heat wave and my sister has A/C. :P

I slept for ten and a half hours last night. I needed it.

We found out today that neither [livejournal.com profile] fuzzpsych or I have 22q11. That's some small relief, I guess. But the question of any more children is no longer so cut and dried. I don't think I can go through this again. I'm not saying that I'll have another baby with health problems, but it will be hard for me to have one that's perfectly healthy. Time changes things. But will it change this? *shrug* Don't know. That's something we'll definitely have to sit down and discuss when we're not so preoccupied with upcoming surgery.

I hear thunder. A storm would be nice. If nothing else, it would be a change. I just hope it doesn't make it *more* humid.

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Apr. 24th, 2005 08:34 am
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I woke up this morning a little stiff and sore (I need adjusting. Tuesday. Tuesday I see my chiropractor. She'll make everything all better). It's a little hard, with the position of the bed, to not look out the windows when I get up in the morning. I wasn't expecting what I did see. Snow?!? At the end of April?!?

So my first words the morning were a very suitable "What the Fuck?"

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Apr. 9th, 2005 12:52 pm
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I love spring...the sun, the warmth, the hormones...


Apr. 3rd, 2005 07:39 pm
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I'm trying to reconcile the snow on the ground and the sky that looks like it does after a summer storm.
I hate pumping.

It's the biggest pain in the ass imaginable. Okay, breast milk is best for baby, and expressed breast milk (also called EBM) that is bottle fed is the next best thing to getting it from the source. I would love nothing more than to stop pumping and start breastfeeding Shannon. The only problem with this is I haven't been attempting to breastfeed Shannon all this time. Hospitals are fucked up places and they stress me out. They also stress out my daughter, so, in beginning (and after a few frustrating and devastating attempts), it was easier to pump and bottle. I found out today from a lactation consultant that breastfeeding should be established by the fourth week at the latest. And, according to my math, it's "too late". Pumping, though, is a total disconnect. I go into a different room with a machine, and do a damn good imitation of a cow. It's depressing and stressful and it's started to affect the amount of milk I get. I've completely gone off any schedule that I had paritally because of how it makes me feel (which, when you get down to it, is awful).

Did I mention how much I hate pumping?

The major problem with stopping is the cost of formula. It's cheaper to rent a pump per month than to pay for formula. So I'm in a bit of a bind if Shannon doesn't take to the breast. I can either do something I can't stand and find demoralizing or I can pay through the nose to feed my baby. It's a lose-lose situation and I don't really know what to do. I will try to breastfeed her, but if it doesn't work, I have to figure something out quickly or she'll go hungry and I'll go mad.

I'm not too sure how I feel about Christmas anymore.

On the only real positive note, we've been excused from Christmas, in that no one's expecting any gifts from us. And as we have less than no funds, it's perfect. I am, though, getting my sister something...she wants a cutting of my spider plant (hers had scale that was aggressively treated a few times and kept coming back)...it's a free gift (I have soil and pots and the aforementioned spider plant at home), so that I can manage. The only other thing I could do is Christmas baking. Not free, I know, but relatively inexpensive.

So enter Boxing Day. [livejournal.com profile] fuzzpsych's extended family every year used to get together on Dec 26, but they haven't done so in years. So now we have a baby that turns out to be tremendously sick and all of a sudden the gathering is happening again this year. I don't want to go. I hate big gatherings of any type (family, though, is the worst for me, unless it's my mom's side, but that's a different story) and this is something that [livejournal.com profile] fuzzpsych wants us to go to so that they can all see the baby, get it out of their system, and go back to ignoring us. They wanted to hand Shannon from person to person to person, but with her recent heart surgery, it's hands off. I wish I could make it hands off for everyone except parents, but my mother in law will explode when she holds Shannon and the sooner I get it over with the better.

Now the only thing I have to do is email my in laws and make it clear that everyone has to wash their hands before touching her and anyone with a cold/flu/unexplained cold-like symptoms should not come on account of Shannon's health.

Even though I like winter, walking back from Sick Kids it decided to rain and snow. Man I hate it when it does that. One or the other, but not both. When it's both, it's like being slushed on. And slush is icky. :P

And, after all that, here's the good news: We should be home by Monday. We were told Friday again by the Nurse Practitioner and they will do every thing they can to make it happen, but if it doesn't, it will be within a few days. Oh god. I can't wait to get my baby home.

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