My Ultrasound

I have been having some left side pelvic pain, to make a long story short...ha ha, the Dr. sent me for an ultrasound. Now I didn't' have the privilege of having one when I was pregnant with either of my kids, so I missed all the fun of seeing the baby form and all that. This though,was not fun...

I normally drink water to help flush the crap out of the meds I take so they don't mess with my kidneys to awfully bad... when they phoned from the hospital yesterday to say they had an opening at 1:30 and could I come in for an ultrasound,,, they told me to drink water, 6,, 8oz glasses I think she said. So I'm thinking no big deal I will just drink a 500ml bottle around 12:30 and take another 500ml bottle with me to drink as I drive and another in my purse for while I sit and wait to go in.

What was I thinking??? lol Well to be honest, since I seem to pee every 15 minutes I figured that what I drank, must just go straight to my bladder. WRONG! lol The technician calls me in, a guy.... tells me to drop my jeans to my knees and hop up on the table. 

So up I climb onto the table, hike my panties (yes they were clean) ...down to my pelvic bone. He squirts some warm gooey stuff on me and grabs this wand thing and rubs it across my full bladder. Hmmm, he said..."did you drink all the water you were suppose to".

"Yes, I drank 3- 500ml bottles since 12:30" I exclaim

"Does your bladder feel full" he asked

"My bladder always feels full" I replied...

"Well you only have about 84ml in your bladder" he snorts back at me..

"What, your not serious" I whinned....

"Yeah, your going to have to go to the waiting room and drink 3-4 more glasses of water" he stated mater of factly.

He handed me a towel to wipe the goo off, I pulled my pants up and headed back to the waiting room.

"Do you need a glass?" he asked

"No, I still have a bottle with me I can refill" I stated

"I just hope I don't have to sneeze", I said laughing all the way to the waiting room. He didn't laugh..

I think its a fact of life that after a certain age, a womans bladder just goes to hell in a hand basket. I can't sneeze or cough without crossing my legs and squeezing my butt cheeks together so I don't pee my pants...thats on a good day.. That maneuver is really hard to do when your driving the car, by the way... kind of like trying to keep your eyes open while you sneeze.. impossible! (Have you ever noticed that that always happens when your driving across the bridge...LOL)

So anyways, I'm back in the waiting room sucking down another bottle of water, this time tap water.. which is sooooo gross! and another lady who is also sitting sipping on a glass of water looks at me and smiles.

"Your bladder not full enough either?", she asked

"Well, that seems to be a matter of opinion", I replied laughing... she nodded her head knowingly.

A half hour later, they call my name again. This time a get a woman tech. The same routine with the drop the pants, but it didn't have the same effect as when the guy tech said it to me....lol

More goo, more pushing on my bladder, but this time she is taking pictures. I am watching on the screen, but the blurry grey and white pictures mean nothing to me... I don't see anything that looks like an organ of any kind. JJ strikes up a conversation with the tech about how dark it is in the room, and then in the same breath tells her about the new "power rangers" movie he got for xmas.

"I've watched it every nite" he exclaims

"Do you like it" she asks him

"oh, yeah its so awesome" he says

"theres one part where the girl power ranger kicks a bad guy right in his "pee pee", he said

I burst into laughter at this point... the tech does too and stops trying to take pictures till my stomach stops jiggling....lol

"maybe I should be watching this movie too" I said

"hmmm," the tech replied.. "you would just assume it would be ok for a kid to watch wouldn't you?"

As JJ continues to tell us the rest of the movie....

I must say he does keep a room amused.

All done, and I rush for the bathroom, awh.... relief... but only temporary,, the other 1000 ml of water isn't far behind. We bundle up and step out into the cold wind and head for the car. I can feel my bladder filling up as I lock JJ into his booster seat. Maybe it was the fact that my ass was stuck out in the -18 cold air as I was bent over him searching for the seat belt...lol

I have to drive to Oromocto to feed and check on B's cat.... 110kph isn't fast enough when you have to pee...

I unlocked her door and was unbuckling my pants as I ran for her bathroom...LOL I think JJ thought I had completely lost my mind by this point.

I feed the cat and try to coax it out from under the sofa, with no luck so I decided to head for home. I just got about by the "Big Potato" store when it struck again...fullness and pain in my bladder, and I wasn't even half way home!!

Of course I got stuck behind every senior out for a drive....I did manage to pass one and just swear at the other two all the way to the lights at Union and St. Marys streets.... Crips!

It was clear sailing from there to home, the longest 13min in my life...lol

I parked in our drive way and ran for the bathroom, calling out to JJ to close the car door behind him....

It was 5pm before I rid myself of all the water, with frequent trips of every 15 minutes to the bathroom.... you figure it out... thats alot of peeing....lol

Now I'm glad I didn't' have to go for an ultrasound when I was pregnant,,especially when I was pregnant with S. She had her foot or something pressed on my bladder for the last 3 months of my pregnancy...
I can't imagine doing that with a bladder full of water too!

So cheers everyone.... have a drink of water for me tomorrow will you, I'm taking the day off to dry out...lol

Change is good

Yesterday I got in a cleaning mood. Since that doesn't happen often any more, I decided I better dawn the rubber gloves and get down to it. I had all the counter appliances moved out and was scrubbing down the counter and back splash when JJ walked in.
"Are you changing things Nannie?" he asked.
"Well, no, not changing JJ, just cleaning" I replied.
"Change is good Nannie, can we change my room?" he asked with wide eyes. Since he usually hates anything being changed or moved even an inch in his room I was totally shocked by him asking this.
I didn't have the heart to tell him moving furniture around would be too much for me to do alone...
"Ok JJ, lets go see what we can change".


Up stairs we went, him gripping my finger, me gripping the railing and willing my knees to bend. I glanced around his bedroom as he told me what he wanted moved, his bunkbed/desk, dresser, toybox, rocker pretty much everything but his tv/stand. I smiled at him, noticed the excitement in his face and started to push on his bunkbed.
JJ helped grunt and groan with me..(Laugh)


Of course with each item that was moved, came some new dust bunnies and food crumbs, mostly chips with the odd fruit snack rapper. So besides the furniture changing,the room got a really good cleaning.


Taking time in between items to let my aches calm down, in total it took me(or us..laugh) about two hours to set the room up the way JJ thought it should look.


He climbed up on to his bunkbed to survey the new room set up and said.."yep Nannie,I was right, Change is Good!"


Out of the mouth of babe's.... Sometimes we may not always like what life has to offer, but JJ is right...change is good for us all. It all depends on how we look at it, with negative eyes or positive ones.

One happy little boy

Oh what a day. JJ was soooo excited this morning when he got up. I still had some final running around to do, pick up the cake, pick up his mother and his two younger brothers....


So off we went, one child who was ready to jump out of his skin with excitment about his upcoming party and one tired Nannie who couldn't quit just yet.


Everyone showed up, sixteen in total. There was 6 kids and the rest adults, mostly grandparents, aunts, uncle and cousins. But it was fun, the kids are so cute to watch and some of the things they will come out with....well they just crack me up.


Later that nite as I was getting him a bed time snack, he looked at me and said "Nannie how many more sleeps till my Birthday?"...... and so it starts again LOL

Someone is turning 5

I woke this morning with yet another sore neck. Joints aren't too bad today so far, fingers are white and cold like usual...but I think I will hop in the shower and warm them up. My knees still hurt daily, but its a pain I can stand...nothing I have to take some drugs for. But then again, that's just me. I hate drugs of any kind and the fact that I am currently having to pop pills every day promply at 7pm(with the help of my alarm watch) really is irritating. But I have to keep this monster at bay, this monster called Lupus that is just waiting in the background to show its ugly head again.


I sit and write my list of "things to do today", like everyday now. I have no memory left, and while I think about it, I must call the Neurologist and make another apt. Hmmm, I'll write that on my list...LOL


I have dishes to do today. I have procrastinated long enough and now I have a pile to do. Well I don't really wash them,,,LOL I have to unload the dishwasher and put the dirty ones in it. That sounds pathetic doesn't it? Its been three days since the clean ones have sat in the dish washer! I make no excuse, I simply didn't want to do it. I had birthday stuff to buy, a daughter to drive here and there, and also go visit my other two grandsons. It seems that they will be coming home to their mother by next month. She is excited about it. I am apprehensive about it. If she can stay away from her abusive BF then she might have a chance of keeping them for a while this time. Right now, he is still behind bars, so.... she isn't in daily contact with him. But he is scheduled for release in October, so I will be on pins and needles when that date rolls around.


It never gets any easier, even the older they get... kids are very stressful!


Well our house is pretty hectic today. Tomorrow, Saturday.. JJ is turning 5 yrs old and he is so excited. Well that's an understatement. He has been asking his Papa and I everyday for the last two months "how many more days till my birthday?". LOL Its really hard to get him to understand that we have to actually wait until its his birthday before we can have a BD party... so we tell him that it's..."60 more sleeps", or "25 more sleeps" and that he understands.


I personally am really happy that its only "1 more sleep" till his BD.

Underconstruction

I am currently still going thru old tape recordings that I made when I was sick and will be posting them backwards in time. In the mean time I am going to try to write some each day so I don't fall really behind in posting on the blog.

I thank you for your patience