What a day
Woke up about 3:30 a.m. and watched A Christmas Story and finished a baby blanket for my expectant sister-in-law. Army of Dad will get to see her next week and he wanted to take the pretty little pink blanket (very princess like with tiaras and ballet slippers on it) to give to her while he was there. I think she'll like it. I went back to bed about 5ish and woke up around 7:30 or so. I feel much better today. Right now the Vicodin has made me nauseous, but as soon as it is out of my system, I'll be taking less of it or just switching straight to tylenol or something.
Army of Dad took me and Hot Rod to breakfast this morning at LePeep and then we bought me some athletic pants so I have something comfy AND that fits over the splint and the leg cast for the following two weeks. I found two pairs on sale. Woo hoo! Got some cash at the bank and had a huge fight for a good 30 minutes. We were sort of due because we've been getting along entirely too well. Plus, AoD doesn't want to admit it, but we have wound up in a huge fight following each medical procedure I've had done this year. I think he gets worried about me, bottles it all up and then when I'm fine, the first thing I do that pisses him off lets the demons out and the fighting begins. *shrug*
The boys (AoD and Hot Rod) came home and played in the snow.
They had a good time, but it was SOOOO cold. I snapped a few shots from the garage and then came back in the house. AoD built me a fire and they're about to leave to run some errands and pick up our holiday ham from Red, Hot and Blue. Should be tasty.
I have been meaning to call my OB/GYN to check on my pap smear results and they called this morning. I still don't understand. The pap smear came back atypical, again, but the pre-cancerous cells were negative and the doctor said it was fine and we'll repeat the pap at my annual exam in July. I quizzed the nurse over and over about why we shouldn't be worried if the pap was atypical and she said it could be something as simple as my cycle being at a weird time and registering that result. Whatever. I guess if the doctor thinks it is fine, I'll trust him. *shrug*
Army of Dad took me and Hot Rod to breakfast this morning at LePeep and then we bought me some athletic pants so I have something comfy AND that fits over the splint and the leg cast for the following two weeks. I found two pairs on sale. Woo hoo! Got some cash at the bank and had a huge fight for a good 30 minutes. We were sort of due because we've been getting along entirely too well. Plus, AoD doesn't want to admit it, but we have wound up in a huge fight following each medical procedure I've had done this year. I think he gets worried about me, bottles it all up and then when I'm fine, the first thing I do that pisses him off lets the demons out and the fighting begins. *shrug*
The boys (AoD and Hot Rod) came home and played in the snow.
They had a good time, but it was SOOOO cold. I snapped a few shots from the garage and then came back in the house. AoD built me a fire and they're about to leave to run some errands and pick up our holiday ham from Red, Hot and Blue. Should be tasty.
I have been meaning to call my OB/GYN to check on my pap smear results and they called this morning. I still don't understand. The pap smear came back atypical, again, but the pre-cancerous cells were negative and the doctor said it was fine and we'll repeat the pap at my annual exam in July. I quizzed the nurse over and over about why we shouldn't be worried if the pap was atypical and she said it could be something as simple as my cycle being at a weird time and registering that result. Whatever. I guess if the doctor thinks it is fine, I'll trust him. *shrug*
2 Comments:
At 6:29 PM, December 23, 2004,
Anonymous said…
Whatever.
Army of Dad
At 10:59 PM, December 23, 2004,
Army of Mom said…
My sis-in-law in Indiana had to send me pictures of what REAL snow is. It made our white Christmas look a little sad and sparse. But, for Texas, this is pretty good! I don't think I ever remember it snowing at Christmas-time in all my 36 Christmases!
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