Update on Mom's cancer

My Mom finished her radiation and thankfully didn't have any more treatments added on. She met with her doctor on Monday and he's getting her started on a script for Arimidex. She had a coupon for a free month's worth (30 days) of this, and found out it'll cost her $30/mo. after that, which is a bit costly for an older couple on a fixed monthly income. The pharmacist was extremely helpful with my Mom, and told her she should call the drug company and see if they'll give her some more vouchers or some type of assistance. Now, that's going above & beyond! I'm so thankful that she's been able to find a place to get reduced costs on her prescriptions (she goes to this place often - she's shopped around & they always have the lowest pricing) and that they try helping her as much as they can! This medication will be something she'll be on for five years, so any help she can get will be wonderful! We'll also be praying the side effects will be minimal, if not non-existent (especially the slight risk for bone loss, which is a concern at her age).

To smoke or not to smoke, that is the question.

I think I should take up smoking. I might as well, my apartment already stinks as if I do. Yesterday was such a beautiful day, and the fresh air was completely ruined by the smell of the neighbors' smoke thru my windows. It's driving me nuts! There's really no easy solution for this either. Either we move to a smoke-free apartment complex (which doesn't exist) or we just deal with it. There's not even supposed to be smoking in this building, but our neighbors across the hall still do inside theirs. It seeps thru the cracks around our doorway and into our living room and kitchen. Blech! It nauseates me when I'm not feeling well... and adds to the heavy feeling in my lungs that cry with some asthma already. I worry about it effecting Kirsten's asthma. The apartment manager is well aware of the fact, but actually getting change to happen around here... let me put it this way, our air conditioner is supposed to be covered on the outside every winter, and we've just finished our third without one! (This is just one example, too.) Things just don't get done here! I guess I can hope for brief moments of a clean breeze. I can hope those moments happen more often than the tainted ones do. And I can look forward to another summer of closed windows and high air conditioning bills. Oh joy.

Commercials

I'll admit it. There's a commercial out there that really bothers me, might even say it frightens me a little. It's a Downy fabric softener commercial. Yes, I said fabric softener! Okay, here's the scenario: a woman jumps into what you think will be a lake, but the water is actually supposed to be her sheets. The point of distress for me is when her arms hit the "water" and she starts to go under... I can't help but hold my breath! EVERY SINGLE TIME that I see it! There's a little unconscious voice in my head that says, "Hold your breath or you'll suffocate on the plastic!" (I think the sheets kinda look like plastic.) I know, I'm a nut! But just take a look at the commercial for yourself, and maybe you'll see what I mean!

Oh, and it's too weird the way she just slides up from under her covers... kinda looks like they're playing it in reverse, but it's still just WEIRD to me! Very unnatural!

Alien Invasion

They've landed and declared the insides of my body their home! That's the only logical explanation I can think of for the fact that my cold seemed to finally be disappearing, only to kick back in full-force last night! After an entire week! What's up with that?!? Alien torture. That's what it must be! Experimentation on the human system... and I believe this firmly ties in with my mental state of being!



See? They've already started out with checking the digestion tracks of mallards! We should've known it would've only been a matter of time before they moved on to us... to ME!

P.S. I'm giggling the entire time I'm writing this! Only because some people might actually think of something like this seriously! LOL :) Aaaah, time for more meds, Ruth!

She found the gold!

Yesterday was St. Patrick's Day, and apparently there was a little leprechaun in our home! Kirsten was saying how it seemed that tricky little fellow was messing up her room and hiding things of hers throughout the week, and he left some evidence of his presence! This afternoon she was looking through some things in her bedroom & found a bag of gold! The leprechaun must've hidden it & had plans to return for it... but now it's Kirsten's! She outsmarted him! :)

Warped Mommy Vocabulary

The idea: "Sleeping in" - deciding to let your hubby get your daughter ready for school and take her to the bus so you can get some extra rest, hoping to help shake the annoying and tiring cold you have.

The reality: "Sleeping in" - getting up for 1/2 hour so you can fill 20 snack baggies with mini graham cracker smore sandwiches (9 in each) that your daughter needs to bring to class (since you passed out on the couch last night and forgot to do them) and then put your daughter's hair in a ponytail.

The fantasy: "Sleeping in" - sleeping in!

The sickness continues...

Yeah, this time I decided to let someone else play around with my hair. I went to a beauty school, figuring they could use the experience doing something creative, and I also liked the low pricing. Well, things didn't quite go as I had hoped. Five hours in the chair was just one of the drawbacks to my little adventure. In that five hours I was given what I now affectionately call my rooster plume. I'm considering doing a weird punk thing and creating one on the opposite side of my part, so it has a friend to keep it company while it grows out. Time will tell. In the meanwhile, I'm sticking to doing my own hair again. At least I know it'll turn out soft, instead of this brittle mop they left me with. (And red... I'll at least get the red I wanted!)



P.S. I wonder if they have a specific therapy group for hair changing addicts like me?!?