Monday, June 30, 2008
Bart said, "Rebecca, my throat is really hurting...it hasn't gone away." I grabbed my flashlight, looked down his throat, and made my official diagnosis: "I really don't want you to be sick on our trip, so you better go the doctor." (Even though I still secretly thought he was just being a baby and that it didn't hurt that bad).
So he called and made an appointment with the doctor for today. He went in and they actually ran tests! Tests! I guess my "being a baby" theory was incorrect...more evidence that my decision not to go into the medical field was a good one.
They tested him for two types of strep...the first test was instantaneous, and negative, so he doesn't have strep... A I think it is...but the other test results the ones for Strep B (is this the same type of strep they tested me for when I had Addison?) will be in Wednesday morning...yes, that is the morning we leave. Lovely.
And she also thought it might be Mono! MONO?!? Are you kidding me? Those test results won't be in until after Africa, but I just think that's crazy. Who thinks, "Hm...I have a sore throat...maybe I have mono."
The ironic thing is that Bart is always teasing me that I have mono because I'm always tired (I think it has more to do with a crying daughter and a small bladder constantly waking me at night than a medical condition). Wouldn't that be horrible if I actually did have it and then gave it to him!?!?! RIGHT BEFORE WE LEAVE FOR AFRICA!!! Suck. I hope it's not mono.
Fortunately the doctor prescribed an antibiotic for him, so he's picking that up today, and hopefully that will cure his mysterious sore throat.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Well, Addison ran over to the rock bed, grabbed a rock, ran to the path, and placed the rock on the path. Picturing some poor rollerblader tripping over the rock in the middle of the road (not that I've had any experience with that on THIS EXACT TRAIL or anything) I grabbed the rock and said, "Addison, please leave the rocks alone," as I put it back in the rock bed. She grabbed another rock, ran to the trail, and set it down on the trail. I said, "Addison no! Please don't do that." And put the rock back. Addison ran to the rock bed again and grabbed some rocks. I said, "Addison, if you put the rock on the trail one more time, we're going back inside." She froze in place looking at me.
I was looking her in the eye, but out of the corner of my eye I noticed that she had not one, but two rocks in her hand now. She moved her hand away from me, and grabbed one of the rocks with her other hand. While hiding the hand that was originally holding both rocks (and was now still holding one) she showed me the other hand putting the rock back where it had been, never breaking eye contact with me. She then stood up with the hand that still held the rock behind her back, and watched me. I could just see in her little eyes that she was thinking, "Does she know I still have a rock?" I decided not to comment and see what she would do.
When I didn't say anything, she got really excited and ran back toward the restaurant. She motioned to me that she wanted to go inside with the hand that wasn't hiding the rock. I opened the door and she ran to where my mom and sister were sitting. When she got there she excitedly held out the rock for my mom and sister to see. She then looked back and me with a very triumphant smile.
I realized, "OH MY GOSH! MY BABY JUST TRIED TO DECEIVE ME!!!" I couldn't believe it. She's only one and she's already reached the age of deception!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
I have also discovered that I have been more sad about the opportunities lost to those he left behind than I am sad for Zeke. I know that he is in a better place. I know that he is free of the brain tumor he had before he left this earth. When I think of where he is now, I am happy for him. What makes me sad is knowing that Addison will never again be able to blow him kisses, or squeal when she gives him five...at least not while she is on this earth. And that the rest of my children won't know him until they too go beyond the veil. But I take a lot of comfort in knowing that we have all been sealed as a family and that we will get to see him again.Finally, when you are together as a family it makes it so much easier. It's really comforting to be surrounded by loved ones that are going through the same thing as you are. It's so nice to be able to laugh about memories together. Family is so wonderful.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Well Bart is up in Ogden for a CTE conference. He left yesterday and Comes home on Thursday. Yesterday when I got home from work and he had cut me these roses from the garden. They smell SOOOOOOOOOO good! You walk in our door and immediately smell roses. It's AWESOME!!!
Okay, and now for the moment I know you have all been waiting for...our May video. I think Bart may kill me for using a country song, but we do live where the green grass grows! Just look at our lawn in the video!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Addison was really excited about it. I'm not sure whether she was more excited about the soft carpet, or about all the room she had to play before we put the furniture back.
We turned our long front room into two separate areas. The area by the stairs is now a little play room for Addison.
The one by the front door is a little sitting area.
We moved the shelves that were in the long room to the TV room. It's not a very good picture, but it looks great.
I'm really excited about the new carpet...unfortunately now our kitchen and dining room are a mess with all the stuff that was on our shelves. We're going to have a lot of fun putting everything back!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
So I have always driven in the fast lane. I didn't realize it, but it's really quite a stressful thing.
I have always tried to be a courteous driver, so in addition to watching very attentively for cops, I always kept an eye on the guy behind me to see if he was coming up faster than me. If he was then I would move to the slower lane. If someone came up extremely fast, or there wasn't room to move over immediately, the people would get mad at you for being in the fast lane.
Or if someone was driving extremely slow in the fast lane, I'd have to hit the breaks, or sometimes switch lanes to pass them if they wouldn't move over, which would really irritate me. It was just...well, a very stressful thing!
Now that I am in the slow lane all the time, life is GREAT! I don't have to worry about people who come up fast behind me because they expect that I'm going slow and know that they are the ones that need to change lanes if they want to pass me. Also, hardly anyone actually drives the speed limit, so I can set my speed control and never have to worry about slowing down for slower cars. My drive has gone from very intense to very peaceful. It's AWESOME!!!
And, we're getting 10 mpg more than we were. I love our Prius.