Okay, I am beyond my edge of stuff I can deal with in a sane and rational manner.
Lemme lay it out for you… old school*.
--without further ado and in no particular order:
1. Wifey has been ailing since December due to her 32% effective gall bladder
2. Little Man has been sick for 4 weeks
3. The constant war of attrition with Little Man’s asthma
4. One unexpected result from Wifey’s gall bladder exams is the detection of an unidentified mass on her liver**
5. Little Man is still allergic to a bunch of food, and now Kenticky Fried Chicken’s popcorn chicken (which he loves) is made with a milk product
6. Heroes is over until late April
7. Little Man is on an antibiotic that is causing him some diarrhea
8. Our childcare providers are aging and both suffering from auto-immune issues
9. My best friend since Jr High (I though he was weird in middle school… turns out I was right) is currently deployed in a combat zone that is escalating
10. If you didn’t know, diarrhea is not conducive to potty training
11. Did I mention that Wifey has an unidentified “mass” on her liver**?
12. Little Man has been recommended for an Occupational Therapy evaluation
13. I mentioned the unidentified mass on Wifey’s liver**, right?
14. This list has caused me tons of sleep loss
15. Occupational Therapy doesn’t have anything to do with mapping Little Man’s future career path
16. There is a FRIKKIN’ UNIDENTIFIED MASS ON WIFEY’S LIVER**
17. The liver is so important to staying alive, that “live” is contained in its organ name
18. If it was an unidentified mass in her unused-er or uselesser, I would not be nearly so agitated right now
19. There might be some animosity between Little Man and another little boy from his pre-school
20. Little Man, seems to be getting the better of the other kid
21. Good golly goshness! there is an UNIDENTIFIED MASS ON WIFEY’S LIVER**
22. Oh, I already mentioned that, didn’t I?
23. I cannot find a moderately priced place to eat with palatable soup
24. I don’t have enough pants in my wardrobe
25. I am starting to get a bit ill myself
26. and last but not least, WIFEY HAS SOME KIND OF UNIDENTIFIED MASS ON HER LIVER**
Good Lord! Am I tired****
To recap:
I guess there is lots of stuff going on in my life right now
Tomorrow Wifey and I will be traveling to DC to visit some college friends
We have to pack tonight
It isn’t that bad, it is not like I will be sleeping anyway
THERE IS AN UNIDENTIFIED MASS ON WIFEY’S LIVER
*In this instance “old school” is referring to a bulleted*** list.
**Surgeons and doctors have assured us that it is their estimation 99.9% benign and un-identified*****
***in this instance “bulleted” is defined as a “Arabic numerals”
**** not like a bicycle or a car, as in "wheeled" more in the direction of “weary”
***** and 0.1% pissed at being found
Lemme lay it out for you… old school*.
--without further ado and in no particular order:
1. Wifey has been ailing since December due to her 32% effective gall bladder
2. Little Man has been sick for 4 weeks
3. The constant war of attrition with Little Man’s asthma
4. One unexpected result from Wifey’s gall bladder exams is the detection of an unidentified mass on her liver**
5. Little Man is still allergic to a bunch of food, and now Kenticky Fried Chicken’s popcorn chicken (which he loves) is made with a milk product
6. Heroes is over until late April
7. Little Man is on an antibiotic that is causing him some diarrhea
8. Our childcare providers are aging and both suffering from auto-immune issues
9. My best friend since Jr High (I though he was weird in middle school… turns out I was right) is currently deployed in a combat zone that is escalating
10. If you didn’t know, diarrhea is not conducive to potty training
11. Did I mention that Wifey has an unidentified “mass” on her liver**?
12. Little Man has been recommended for an Occupational Therapy evaluation
13. I mentioned the unidentified mass on Wifey’s liver**, right?
14. This list has caused me tons of sleep loss
15. Occupational Therapy doesn’t have anything to do with mapping Little Man’s future career path
16. There is a FRIKKIN’ UNIDENTIFIED MASS ON WIFEY’S LIVER**
17. The liver is so important to staying alive, that “live” is contained in its organ name
18. If it was an unidentified mass in her unused-er or uselesser, I would not be nearly so agitated right now
19. There might be some animosity between Little Man and another little boy from his pre-school
20. Little Man, seems to be getting the better of the other kid
21. Good golly goshness! there is an UNIDENTIFIED MASS ON WIFEY’S LIVER**
22. Oh, I already mentioned that, didn’t I?
23. I cannot find a moderately priced place to eat with palatable soup
24. I don’t have enough pants in my wardrobe
25. I am starting to get a bit ill myself
26. and last but not least, WIFEY HAS SOME KIND OF UNIDENTIFIED MASS ON HER LIVER**
Good Lord! Am I tired****
To recap:
I guess there is lots of stuff going on in my life right now
Tomorrow Wifey and I will be traveling to DC to visit some college friends
We have to pack tonight
It isn’t that bad, it is not like I will be sleeping anyway
THERE IS AN UNIDENTIFIED MASS ON WIFEY’S LIVER
*In this instance “old school” is referring to a bulleted*** list.
**Surgeons and doctors have assured us that it is their estimation 99.9% benign and un-identified*****
***in this instance “bulleted” is defined as a “Arabic numerals”
**** not like a bicycle or a car, as in "wheeled" more in the direction of “weary”
***** and 0.1% pissed at being found
Labels: mad ramblings
9 Comments:
Sorry to hear all the bad news. Get better soon Wifey.
-The Em
Ugh. That's all really rough, man.
Whoa.. that's a lot of stuff to take in.. good thing your wife doesn't have some sort of unidentified mass on her liver or something.. that would be too much.
Oh...
Seriously though...I wish you all the best and hope everything goes well. Get better soon, all.
So that whole "cool, calm, and collected" thing I married you for was all just a big ruse, eh?
They only found that mass because they were in there looking around for something else. Maybe we all have masses on our livers. Hey, that mass wasn't shaped like a $89 yoga mat, was it?
Atmikha
I took my daughter in for an occupational therapy exam. She 'almost' failed it, and by failed, i Mean showed more than a 40 percent delay. They really want her to come back in 6 months for a new assessment. Of course, I had only taken her in for a speech assessment and they were the ones who insisted on the OT exam. So it just goes to show...
what, I don't know, but it just goes to show...
Hang in there. I'm sure Wifey will be just fine, maybe now they will go and take that darn gall bladder out so she will be good as new again. Little Man will be fine too. Just because he's a bit behind now, doesn't mean in 15 years when smarts really count he won't be a genius! Then he can get a rockin' job and support mom and dad. Imagine a life with no co-workers, no bosses and no deadlines. Yeah, that should calm you down!!!! LOL Thinkin' about you and the fam. Keep in touch!
Tree Monkey
Sorry 'bout the bad news-but
1. It's always darkest before the dawn
2. If I am correct, some of the greatest minds were
considered "behind" earlier in life (Edison,
Einstien)
3. Get some sleep
4. Go trouser shopping to help keep your mind off
that infernal liver of wifey's! It may create some
worries about excercise, but at least it's the
lesser of the two evils.
The Em:
All well wishes are wondeerful. Really things are not as bad for me as I made them seem yesterday, I was just in a not so great place (work).
TheMikeStand:
Just seems to be a rather big straw on a, dubious at best, camel's back.
Toadman:
All will turn out fine. I understand that itellectually. If I could integrate that into my emotional self, i would be doing great.
Wifey:
I am allowed to collapse occassionally. I am getting up now though.
Atmikha:
hmmmm... the mat did go missing about the same time as the gall bladder pain started flairing up... You might be on to something there.
Allrileyedup:
It does just go to show... something
Tree Monkey:
Honestly, the OT stuff is not nearly as worrisome as some of the other crap. He is making leaping progress daily with his mental gymnastics. I need to win the lottery.
JW:
1. That saying is sunshine up my butt. It is darkest in the middle of the freaking night. That being said, we ain't near the middle of the night. Yesterday's post was one bent out of professional frustration, sleep deprivation, and some re-prioritization in the ole noggin.
2. That's the truth, and I really am not worried about Little Man's cognition. He is on his own schedule, and that will work for him.
3. Boy Howdy!
4. Yeah, I do need me some new pants.
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