Saturday, November 17, 2007

Yeah.. I'm Goin' There

So today is Saturday... you know what that means... Oh yeah.. you don't...

Saturday is the morning when Mrs F usually upon occasion gets to sleep in to... ummm... like 10. Now keep in mind dear readers that I am still up nursing all night.. and that is not an exaggeration... last night I nursed Baby at least 5 times.. oh and I went to bed at midnight and she woke up at 7 am... so you can do the fucking math. Not a lot of sleep. But do I complain about this? (well... excluding this... I mean on a daily basis?!?!) No, I do not. So this morning I kept Baby for half an hour (cause I'm generous like that) and then gave her to Mr F at 7:30. At 9 am Kid came in and told me to get up... I told her I was still sleeping and sent her to find Mr F. At 10 am I get up... to find Kid waiting on her breakfast, Baby hungry and needing to nurse... oh they are all still in pjs... Kid hasn't had her medicine (not good Mr F) and oh Mr F forgot to make Kid go potty. I assess, do my best to ignore the current circumstances, get my waffles and coffee, check my email, return my comments, and then hit the treadmill.

Before I commence my royal bashing I will insert this disclaimer:
Mr F is a fantastic involved father. That is the primary reason I married him.. that and his obvious (and justified) worship of me. But Mr F is not Mrs F (who is?) while I am a complete badass on pretty much every level... Mr F is crippled by ADD and that does not make him the most efficient person... well intentioned (and I'm not questioning that) but incredibly inefficient.
Okay back to my bash...

Let's be clear Saturday morning is Mr F's turn to be the primary parent... that does not mean he does everything.. it means that for once I should be able to do some of the things I am normally doing (while also simultaneously doing everything else) by my freaking self for a few measly hours. Too much to ask? I didn't think so. And in fairness Mr F doesn't question this either. But here is the problem.. outside of my obvious control issues (I'm not denying it people)... my time off really ends up just being time postponed. I still have to either get them dressed and fed or constantly harp about it to have it happen. It is like Saturday starts at 1 PM when I'm back on duty. I don't really feel like I got a "break". I don't want to seem ungrateful.. but hey I am.. so there. All I want is to get up and have it all done.. have everyone ready to start the day... not stagnating cause Dad is on duty.

So here are the ways in which I was wronged this morning...

Mr F's need to feed himself before the kids (2x breakfast and lunch)... ok... food is not like an oxygen mask on an airplane... you must feed the kiddos first or you face serious fucking disaster (and I am going to be pissed when that means I need to intervene)

Mr F's need to go to Trader Joe's to buy chunky applesauce so he could make pancakes for Kid (fyi Kid does not like pancakes.. and so after all that guess what... she didn't eat them) which meant that he wasn't home when Kid got up which is why she was able to wake me up.

Mr F still hadn't gotten the Baby down for a nap (she'd been up since 7... it was now 10:30... not good) outside of 20 minutes on the way home from TJs ... don't get me started on an improperly executed transfer...

Mr F hadn't done the dishes from last night so this morning the kitchen was a goddamn shit hole and I hate that

Mr F forgot to give Kid her meds (seriously not good)

The house looked like a cyclone hit it and I was not even "awake" yet (technically not Mr F's fault but it sets me up for a grumpy morning)

And lastly... when I asked Mr F to go downstairs and put all the laundry from the dryer into a basket and bring it up (to... uh... dress the girls at 1 PM) he was down there for some unseemly amount of time (while I am cutting and boiling sweet potatoes for the Baby and watching Baby and Kid... oh was I supposed to be off duty?... ) when he finally comes up and I go to grab some clothes and take a shower. Hmmm that's funny where are my clothes? Oh Mr Anal ADD took so long because he was folding the girls clothes (helpful yes but not what I asked) while he shoved my clothes out of the dryer and onto the basement floor.... now why would that piss me off....

Good Morning Everyone!

Friday, November 16, 2007

I'm Sorry But I Just Can't Help Myself



The Incredible Shrinking Woman

(Click on the pics to see me up close and personal)

July 20th, 131 pounds, 31% body fat

August 8th, 126 pounds, 28.8% body fat

August 15th, 123.8 pounds, 28.6% body fat

August 28th, 121.6 pounds, 26.9% body fat

September 6th, 121.2 pounds, 26.0% body fat

September 19th, 117.2 pounds, 25.7% body fat

November 15th, 111.8 pounds, 21.9% body fat



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This is what I did:
I changed one habit at a time.
Keep a food diary (every damn day)
Used Calorie Count Plus to establish a calorie range.
Count all calories (heavily using my cheap kitchen scale and CCP for additional counts)
Eat six small meals a day (300, 200, 300, 200, 4-500, 2-300)
Cut out liquid calories (except my cup of coffee).. oh and no "diet drinks" either
Keep treats on hand at all times (that I can control myself with)
Chew gum after meals to give me the "sweet finisher" I crave
Accepted the fact that working out is my "me time"
Exercised 5-6 days a week for an hour (I walk steep hills on my treadmill, ie intervals)
Stayed within my calorie range every damn day (seriously in 4 months I have gone over maybe 4 times total)
Did not take a weekend off or go out to eat (unless you have a serious plan)
Did not get discouraged by plateaus.. if you plug along they will break

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Arrrgh Matey!

Does this look say "swashbuckler"? Are you wondering where my giant plumed hat and sword are?Yeah I was kind of afraid of that...

But this is what I looked like this morning... See the way the way this thin cheaply made tunic is clinging to the waist of my leggings? I realize that what I really need is one of those low slung belts... but I don't have one of those... this is what I have (and yes I already left the house looking like this)... is the scarf a total fashion NO?
(if nothing else you can see that apparently the scarf improved my mood..)

Do I look better like this?...

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

November is National Epilepsy Awareness Month

This is not going to be eloquent or funny. There may be grammatical errors... I really don't care... it is all I can do just to get this out. These are the facts.
Here Goes...

On the morning of July 30th 2006 Kid woke up complaining of a stomach ache. I was pregnant and tired and I had her scoot into my bed. She was having a hard time sleeping and was kind of in and out of it for the next two hours. At 8 am she sat up and let out the scream she always does right before she vomits. I scooped her up and took her to the bathroom and held her over the toilet. She threw up some stomach bile and then dry heaved for a long while. She wasn't crying which I thought was slightly unusual since dry heaving can be pretty painful. After some time had passed about 15 minutes it seemed like she was through, or at least clear that nothing else was coming up, so I put her on the toilet and she went potty. She was still not really helping me do anything and I can remember being a little annoyed that she wasn't supporting her own body weight. We kept asking her if her tummy hurt, and if she was done, and things like that and she didn't answer us. I actually remember snapping at Mr F that she didn't feel well and obviously didn't want to talk right now. After 30 minutes I told Mr F to call our friends and let them know that we would not be attending their daughter's birthday party.

I carried Kid to my bed and laid her down. I looked at her and knew something was not right. I asked her a question and I could see in her eyes that she was not there. She then started foaming from the mouth and went completely limp. I screamed for Mr F to call 911 and picked her up running downstairs... sure that I was holding my dead daughter... that she had just died in my arms.

When I got downstairs I set her in Mr F's lap and could see that she was shallowly breathing. Her eyes were open but completely vacant. We are fortunate in where we live, we live about 2 miles from a top hospital and right downtown. A fire truck and an ambulance were at our house in under a minute. The EMTs immediately suspected that Kid was having a seizure and in need of Oxygen. They loaded her into the ambulance and I was allowed to ride in the back with her. After what seemed like a really long time we were finally on our way. Kid was still out of it and I absolutely feared that she might die on our way. Thankfully she was receiving oxygen but I was very worried that they might have to intubate her or something before we got there.

At the hospital the doctors determined she was still seizing, by now it had been going on an hour, they took all her history and kept her on oxygen. At some point they got really unnerved that her oxygen levels were too low, at 86%, then I realized it had been in the 60s the whole time with the EMT and started to worry about her brain function. They gave Kid some medicine to stop the seizure. It didn't work. A while later, now the seizure had been going on for an hour and half, they gave her another dose. She was pretty doped up and soon she fell asleep. They sent her to have a CT scan. That came back normal. They gave her a spinal tap. That woke her up. They couldn't find any reason for her seizure. After her waking she was not normal. She had been given a lot of drugs but still it was disturbing, it was as if she had become retarded... and we were qutie worried that she had. Kid was previously a very bright, verbal child.... now she didn't make sense and would look right at me and ask "where is mommy".

She was admitted for observation. Once in our shared room she started becoming quite agitated, screaming, ripping at her IVs, thrashing (very unusual behavior for mild mannered Kid). I thought she surely was damaged. Only one parent could stay the night, so I sat on the window seat and listened to her heart rate monitor beep all night. I climbed in the bed to feel for her breath. Early in the morning the neurologist came and told me she'd need an EEG and then we would go home. I was assured that many, in fact most, children who have had a seizure only ever have that one seizure and that we may never know what caused it. That due to the length and severity of her seizure we would need to keep an emergency medication with us at all times. Many hours later we had the EEG and that came back normal as well. Many more hours later and we finally had the meeting with the pharmacist who taught us how to administer the rectal gel that is the emergency medication. If Kid was to have another seizure we were to time it and at 5 minutes call 911 and administer the medication. Any seizure under 5 minutes is okay, anything over 5 minutes could be life threatening. The gave me a folder of information and told me to buy this book.They scheduled us a follow-up appointment with the Neurologist for the end of November and discharged us.

Obviously this changed our life. I was terrified every moment of the day and night. I couldn't sleep(at all) for over a month. And in September I let her go to preschool and had to trust them to identify her non-convulsive type seizure and administer the medication. This was not easy. I sat in my car in the parking lot for many days. I cried any time I saw an ambulance. Having the medication on hand every where you go is something that takes thought and effort... and awareness... an awareness that seeps into every part of your day. I have a medicine in my bag "in case" she seizes.. to keep her from dying. That is not easy to live with. We were to told to go about our lives normally.... oh but to cancel that family vacation in Wyoming.. oh and no car trips you always need to be within a short distance of a hospital. The good news is that the longer a child goes without having a seizure the less likely they are to have a repeat seizure and to be Epileptic. If you can make it to 6 months seizure free you have a 90% chance of never having another one. At the three month mark we went to Disney World. We were very nervous about the flight, but hey they do have oxygen on board!, but knew that once we were in Disney World we could enjoy ourselves and feel comfortable that if anything were to happen we could get quick medical attention. We were starting to let ourselves feel that maybe her seizure was in fact a one time event.

Less than two weeks later on Monday, November 13th 2006, just after Mr F had gone to work Kid woke up complaining that her "tummy hurt". She started vomiting bile and "mouthing" (as I know recognized this to be an element of her seizure and not dry heaving). I took her to the bathroom and laid her down on her side. I got the clock and the phone and the medication. I waited for the five long minutes frantic nearly out of my mind screaming at Mr F over the phone. I went to administer the medication but she swatted my hand away... was that a sign that she was no longer seizing??!? The emergency medication has serious side effects and can lower her breathing rate and so giving it is dangerous too. I called 911 and asked what to do. They said the EMTs would know and to wait.

Again the fire trucks and ambulance were there within seconds. But this time the EMTs did not recognize this as a seizure and were not administering the medication. By this time I was certain that she was still seizing since her mouthing had returned. The EMTs were not moving quickly and not getting her oxygen... I wanted to jump out of my skin. They told me to get dressed. I did and when I returned I saw that Kid had both urinated and defecated in her pjs. This... people... is a definite sign that she was in fact seizing!!! I didn't know what to do... I asked if I should clean her up. The woman said yes. I couldn't believe nothing was happening yet. I cleaned her and we got her in the ambulance. This time I was not allowed to ride in back. The whole time the EMTs were talking to Kid, but they just didn't get it.. they thought she was postictal (the phase after a seizure when it is common for the patient to be "out of it") but she was still seizing. I was riding in the front helpless... hating myself for not just giving her the medication. Knowing that we were now going on 40 minutes of seizing and that Kid could suffer real serious consequences.

Mr F met us at the ER. This time Kid's seizure stopped on its own after about 45 minutes. They kept us in the ER and watched her for a few hours and diagnosed her as being Epileptic and started her on anti-seizure meds. They told us to see our neurologist a week later. A week?!? Yes one week.

Our neurologist was matter of fact about the whole thing. He went over the importance of the emergency medication and made it clear that if I don't know whether to give it or not that I should give it. He reminded us not to travel too far from medical attention and informed us that Kid would need to be on the anti-seizure medication for 2 full years. If she remains seizure free while on the medication for two years than they would wean her off of it. Most children outgrow Epilepsy in two years. He also scheduled a detailed MRI for Kid.

The MRI was hideous and terrifying. Children are put under for MRIs. Kid's MRI was the most detailed MRI, it took the tiniest slices of brain. It was 1.5 hours long. When she came out she was extremely agitated, since she was intubated (we were not allowed to be with her in this phase of recovery) so they drugged her. The gas they gave her to put her under made her very sick and she vomited all over herself. The drugs they gave her to calm her made her "out of it"... which is a lot like what she is like when she is seizing so I was pretty much having a complete panic attack until they finally wore off. The doctor told us we would get the results in the mail in a few weeks.

Two days later we got the phone call. I knew that was not good. They found a tiny imperfection in her hippocampus in the area that causes focal seizures. It is so small that it could be coincidental he told me. And yet he is calling me... I told myself. If Kid's seizures are caused by this abnormality she will not outgrow her Epilepsy, if this abnormality is merely a coincidence she still might. They don't know, we don't know, no one knows which. Epilepsy is not one thing, it is a broad term that covers many types of seizure disorders. Kid's form of Epilepsy is very unusual. Most seizures last less then 30 seconds. Kid's seizures were an hour and half and 45 minutes respectively. Kid's seizures are non-convulsive and so difficult to identify (even by trained EMTs). Kid seizures are called Status Epilepticus and are life threatening.

We wait and we watch and we listen and we worry. Every day. We lament the fact that Kid's personality is effected by her anti-seizure medication. That our once easy going, happy child is prone to tantrums and suffers from a very low frustration tolerance. I mourn that Kid and I , who once took weeks long road trips and had adventures, are for the most part grounded in Ann Arbor. I grieve and I grieve and I grieve... because honestly part of me died when I held her in my arms early in the morning Sunday July 30th and believed I had just lost my baby... forever... and that part of me is never coming back.

Today is November 14th 2008, Kid has been seizure free for one year. We continue to wait and hope that next year, today, we will be able to start weaning her from her medication. And that she will in fact have outgrown her Epilepsy and that she will continue to grow and thrive and amaze and impress and love and flourish as she so deserves to be able to do.

The Furious Clan Shows Off Their Moves

"Mom did you used to be a fancy dancer?"


Used to?... There's no "used to" about it!

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

We Don't Know Where She Gets It...

Kid's Desk

Mrs F's Desk

Mr F's Desk

Dinner Is Served

This is what the Furious Household had for dinner tonight. This might be my best semi-homemade dinner concoction yet!
Tortellini With Bacon and Peas

Place Tortellini in salted boiling water.
Place 2 strips thick cut Hickory Smoked Bacon in a cold pan and turn to medium high heat.
At seven minutes remaining on the pasta pour into the pasta water 1/2 c frozen peas.
When the bacon is crisp remove it from the pan and cut into small pieces.
Drain pasta and peas and add to the bacon pan.
Return bacon to pasta mixture, toss to coat, season with salt and pepper, and heat over low until ready to serve.

This makes 3 servings at 300 calories a piece.


I used Buitoni Portabello Mushroom & Cheese Tortelloni. Mr F hates mushrooms and he still liked these. I think these had the best flavor of all the flavors I have tried.

I have a pasta pot with a pasta insert and a steamer basket on top of that. Outside of boiling the water I can make this whole dinner in 11 minutes. I prep my vegetables once the pasta goes in the pot and at about 4-5 minutes remaining I put the steamer basket on top of the cooking pasta. Everything is done at once.. couldn't be simpler.

Monday, November 12, 2007

This Week The Plan

Alrighty...last week was a wee bit crazy...what with my part time fame and all. Again thank you to all my voters. Although I only came in 6th place, managing to get 450 votes placed after only blogging for 3 months was pretty spectacular!

This week should be substantially more relaxing and to prove it I am happy to display this new nifty award...

That's right.. this week I don't have to kill myself trying to convert hundreds of new readers! So enjoy the next couple of "good enough" posts while I try to get all the stuff done that I didn't do while obsessively checking my stats last week!
Thanks Deb for the award!

Okay time fore a little "week in review"

I failed miserably to meet my exercise goals. Turns out having Mr F out of town was a serious hindrance in that area. Once he came home on Saturday night.. lets face it... I was pretty burned out and I just didn't feel like it. That spilled over into the last 2 nights. I'm hoping to pull my shit together and get back on board tonight. It usually doesn't bode well for me to miss Monday's workout.. but I'm going to try and keep from letting the inactivity continue to steamroll.

The tremendous good news is that last night instead of working out I updated both Kid's and Baby's memory books. That took me 2.5 hours. Starting at Kid's birth I have written notes about her development and personality every two weeks. At around 3 years of age that dropped down to every couple of months, since she changed less quickly, and in between I keep notes and quotes jotted down on scraps of paper and I compile all of those when I sit down to update her book. Sadly Baby's is not updated every two weeks.. but I have adopted the scraps method for her as well so I haven't really missed anything. I've been updating hers every six weeks or so. This was a major feat... and a pretty big stress.. so I am happy to say after 2 weeks of complaining about it over on my anxieties list.. it is finally done! More proof that the anxieties list is working!

My menu went pretty well and I even made the meatballs on Sunday and now have 8 dinners worth in the freezer! I actually didn't waste any food this week!

LOL... I just checked my last week's plan... and lets say I didn't do most of it! I didn't make the vet appointment...although seeing that still on there reminded me and I just took care of it. I didn't do my paperwork. I didn't PUT AWAY the clothes from last week and we've been digging through the laundry basket all week. The only thing I did do was take down the Halloween decorations.. but overall not my best week.

As for weight loss/gain I actually got my first cycle back. So last week when I said I had gone up to 114 was obviously based on some bloating. I am now 112 and my body fat % finally dropped below 22% (barely) so I have now officially surpassed both my weight loss and fat loss goals!! I was somewhat confused last week with the gain despite not really changing my exercise or eating so this explains that. And the great news is that 2000 calories is fine and depending on my exercise I may even need to eat a bit more than that. As long as I keep my food diary I think the holidays will be completely manageable on that calorie limit. Now I do not want to drop any more weight and I do want to start building some more muscle so instead of trying to fit the pilates in around my cardio I am going to switch my focus.

Okay onto this week..

Menu:

Monday - Salmon Noodle Casserole w/ Butternut Squash & Green Beans

Tuesday - Tortellini w/Bacon and Steamed Vegetables

Wednesday - Kid F & Mr F's date night (so yeah Mrs F goes to Mc D's)

Thursday - Spaghetti & Meatballs w/ Steamed Broccoli

Friday - Mr F & Mrs F are going out ... you read that right.. that's only the 2nd time all year!

Saturday - Double Batch of Sweet Potato and Molasses Beef Stew

Sunday - Pork Tenderloin w/ Rice Pilaf & Green Beans


Exercise:

I am going to do 2 -60 minute pilates workouts and 2 - 70 minute cardio sessions. That's it. I am not going to do more cardio until I have put in the pilates sessions.


Housekeeping:

vacuum
vacuum the living room furniture (does that sound like a stretch to you?)
do laundry
actually put away the clothes


To Do:

make Disney Dining reservations
file my paperwork

Mrs Furious Goes Out On The Town...

Well... not "the town" per se but I am going to Target...


Sunday, November 11, 2007

Mrs Furious Style

Mr F came home from his job interview last night.

Upon his return he checked Mrs Furious out and said...

"You look really good"


Mrs F raised her eyebrow and replied...

"I've looked this good for two days"


Mr and Mrs F began to laugh hysterically

photo credit: Kid Furious
(this is NOT the outfit in question.. although I did wear this 2 days in a row last week)

Saturday, November 10, 2007

This Is A Long Time Coming...

Last week I was actually tagged TWICE to do one of these meme things...

So I've been trying to think up some good stuff to include in the list.

There is some schpeal I am supposed to say and link to people and tag more people... yada, yada, yada... well almost everyone I know has already been tagged at some point so if I have the time I'll just link to their posts. If you are dying to be tagged just pretend I did tag you and have at it.

on to the good stuff... Me

#1 Mrs F procrastinates to an extreme pathological level... this takes the form of "laziness" although it actually isn't. if Mrs F were to go in the cupboard for new toothpaste.. she would 98% of the time open the box take out the tube and put the empty box back in the cupboard... why?.. I don't know! I'll even have a debate with myself while I do it... "throw it out... I know I should but I'll do it LATER... you are crazy throw it out... I know...do it now or you'll never do it... should I?... yes!... I'm not doing it... I can't believe you are a grown up and you are actually putting it back on the shelf!... I know... I'm crazy". It probably has to do with some childhood trauma.

#2 Mrs F is an actual genius.. I am sure none of you are surprised by this. This is obvious upon meeting me in person I assure you. What you may be surprised by is the fact that I feel compelled to take the Tickle IQ tests just to reaffirm the truth and force Mr F to "bear witness" and that I have actually PAID money to have Tickle send me certificates just in case anyone demands quantifiable evidence.

#3 Mr F fell in love with Mrs F on their first date.. no kidding... he cannot even deny this... he was mesmerised by her obvious wit and charm... that and if she was drunk enough you could dare her to lick cars that were parked along the street...

#4 Mrs F has read every book written (cause Mrs F is like that if she has an interest she takes it all the way) by or about Laura Ingalls Wilder...due in part to Kid's own obsession... and all last year Kid spent most of the time in character as Laura... this was fantastic because Laura is much more polite and obedient than Kid! But I feel I must share with you that the real Laura was NOwhere near as cute as those Garth Williams illustrations.. this was a pretty shocking discovery.

#5 Relating to #4 Mrs F is convinced that she would have kicked ass as a pioneer woman. No fucking question. In fact the entire Furious clan might have been the greatest pioneer family of all time...

#6 Mrs F has developed a series of 5 hits to the head that will kill your opponent with a deadly final blow... she practices this on Mr F ALL the time (minus the actual impact... for now)... live in fear people... live in fear

#7 Mrs F despite all her smack talk is surprisingly skilled in most traditional "homemaking" arts. If you popped over to Mrs F's house there is a pretty good chance she would actually be wearing an apron.

Ooooh Bonus info:

#8 Mr & Mrs F often break out in spontaneous clap offs... yeah... it is probably exactly like what you are imagining.

#9 Mrs F fled an armed robbery last year when she was 8 months pregnant... you've never seen a pegnant woman move so fast! Thank god I had been watching "The Nine" so I was able to think on my toes and make for a quick escape!

#10 Mrs F yearns for some kind of religious or cultural connection.... which probably explains her obsession with the Amish... and the Swedes (kind of)... and is why she keeps trying churches despite not really being a "believer".

Friday, November 9, 2007

Mrs Furious is So Mad That She Is... Well... Furious!

Goddammit! I am so fucking pissed that if you are sensitive to a lot of swearing you might want to skip this post. Goddamn Mother Fucking Doctor! Arrggghh... I'm actually shaking from adrenaline I am so mad.

Here is the deal...
Today I took both girls into the pediatrician for their well visit check ups. The Furious Clan has chosen a particular "liberal" minded pediatric practice that is supportive of some of our family practices, co-sleeping and extended breastfeeding. Our first pediatrician, with Kid, was not supportive of these choices and often pushed us into making medical decisions we were not comfortable with. After a TERRIBLE vaccination reaction to her MMR shot at her 12 month check up we switched to our new doctors. Our new practice has two doctors. They both have good and bad points and I have a hard time deciding which one I want to see for what kind of appointments. Today I made the wrong mother fucking choice.

Being the highly educated mother that I am I have thoughtfully, and by thoughtfully I do mean "with serious fucking thought", chosen an alternate vaccination schedule for Baby. Let me make one thing perfectly clear... I am not asking you for your opinion on this, just like I wasn't asking my goddamn doctor for his... so I really don't care if you agree with this or not. When you have a kid with a neurological disorder... who just happened to have terrible vaccine reactions then you can get back to me with your opinion of mandated vaccines. I didn't say I am NOT vaccinating Baby... I said I am following an alternate schedule.

So our appointments are going fine. I know "Fucking Doctor" (as he will be known) is a strong vaccine proponent so I was some what hesitant as we approached the end of our appointments... but although he doesn't agree with me I didn't expect what was about to go down.

me "ummm... "Fucking Doctor" I'm just gonna give Baby the DTap and Hib today and give Kid the Tetanus Booster (Kid is actually all caught up)

FD "is there a reason you have chosen those"

me "yes I'm following an alternate schedule"

FD " where did you get your schedule"

me "I have done research"

FD "that's not what I asked.. where did you get it"

me (somewhat peeved at the weird pressure) "I'm following a schedule from one of the Sears doctors"

FD kind of smirks "that's fine...it is CRUEL... but that's fine"

me... starting to shake and tear up because I hate confrontation... " "Fucking Doctor" do NOT tell me it is CRUEL, beating your kids is CRUEL, abusing your children is CRUEL... following an alternate vaccine schedule is not CRUEL!! I know plenty of people who bring their kids here and follow alternate schedules and there are other doctors in this office who do not challenge that. I know you don't agree with me... but when you have a child with a neurological disorder, and you have an auto immune disease, not to mention your child had every conceivable negative reaction to all her vaccinations... following an alternate schedule is not CRUEL it is thoughtful parenting!"

FD "I don't need your money if you want a different doctor that is okay"

me "If you aren't going to follow my schedule then I won't vaccinate them at all today... this is already a compromise for me. There are MANY people and doctors who do NOT believe in following the mandated schedule I am an intelligent well informed mother. You do not have to agree with me but that does not make me CRUEL. "Fucking Doctor" that is disrespectful. Do NOT ever tell me that being an informed parent makes me CRUEL."

FD "okay (he was like the calmest person ever throughout all this) I still want to work with you... you guys are some of my favorite patients.."

me "Fine... do not challenge me on this."

My children proceeded to get their respective shots... I said thank you... and left the building.


FYI
The US vaccination schedule was developed to follow the early childhood well visit check ups because it meant that more children would have access to vaccines and they would be easier to track and manage as a series. This means that babies get 4 shots every 3 months. All of these shots have side effects some children are more sensitive to these than others. Either way their little bodies must fight off the vaccines as they develop antibodies to the "viruses"... which is a lot for them to do four at a time. If you have adequate health care coverage and continue to take your children in for well visits there is no reason why you cannot follow a slower and or alternate vaccination schedule. As I said Kid is actually fully vaccinated. Many vaccines need a "booster" ... not if you postpone them... some of those you can actually receive when they are older and avoid needing to boost it. "Fucking Doctor's" take is that Baby will remember getting vaccinated at 2 years old and have a fear of the doctor... why that is "cruel" I do not know. In fact Kid was able to get caught up last year and have 3 vaccines placed in one shot... making it ... one shot... so that seems less painful than the three shots that would have been had she had them when she was younger... but maybe that's just me being... logical! Having a child who has had surgeries, and spinal taps, CT scans, MRIs, etc and still is not afraid of the doctor or the hospital kind of negates this theory to me. The Baby might not remember the pain... but she still feels it... and not everyone agrees with the benefits versus the risks of some vaccines. Just ask anyone you know with an autistic child. Always be informed of your child's medical treatment. That is the definition of good parenting.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Mom You're Always Online!

Yeah that's true...
except:
when I'm nursing the baby
changing her diaper
dressing her
making my breakfast
feeding the baby
taking a shower
getting dressed
making your breakfast
getting you dressed
making my shopping list
making your lunch
taking you to school
doing errands
doing the laundry
nursing the baby
putting the baby to sleep
putting away the groceries
changing the baby's diaper
feeding the baby
eating lunch
picking you up from school
paying bills
vacuuming
nursing the baby
putting the baby to sleep
feeding the baby
reading you books
dancing with you
crafting you heirloom quality nylon pigs
making dinner
eating dinner
working out
and nursing the baby...
but yeah the rest of the time I'm ALWAYS online!

This Is The Last Time... I Swear

The 2007 Weblog Awards
Today is it... this is your last chance to place a vote for dear old me.

I would like to say that although I'm fighting for 6th place... the amount of votes I have received after blogging for a little over three months is amazing and I am truly grateful to all of you... especially those of you have found a way to vote for me more than once a day!

And a big thanks to Mr Furious who originally nominated me for the weblog award and has shamelessly plugged me all over the blogosphere!

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

You Might Want A Gas Mask For That One



Mrs F leans down and smells Baby's diaper and then announces to Mr F...

"Let me tell you who isn't changing that diaper."

"Did she get her poop out?" Mr F asks

"Well... it smells like Hell in there..." Mrs F replies

It May Not Be A Weblog Award But....

Deb over at Missives From Suburbia sent me this...

As I'm sure you ALL know I've been suffering a massive beat down over at the Weblog Awards (KEEP VOTING SO I DON"T HAVE TO KILL MYSELF OUT OF EMBARRASSMENT) so this morning I was pleasantly surprised to find this little gem waiting for me.
And Frankly you can take your 5th... okay... maybe 7th... place finish over at the "big time" award I'm happy just to make Deb smile! No... really... I am... (but also keep voting... I'd still be happy not to finish in last place.)

So now to the good part where I get to turn around and bestow this most magnificant honor onto the likes of you....

First I'd like to give this to HEATHER... because she is laughing with me and not at me...most of the time.

I'd also like to bestow this fine honor on EURYDICE... because she reminds me of myself many moons ago when I too was single in the city (but she swears less)

And last but not least this one goes out to KATIEO... who has single-handedly built my readership up by a more than a few hundred readers and to whom I am eternally grateful for all her support!

Not that I don't appreciate all your support.. I do... now go VOTE!

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Mrs F Takes Mr F To Task

"These spoons are dirty" Mrs F informs Mr F

"What spoons" Mr F replies

"The spoons from the drawer." Mrs F explains somewhat annoyed

"Oh... those might be the ones that got cake batter on them.." Mr F hypothesizes

"Oh these are way beyond cake batter" Mrs F makes clear

"Oh those must be the ones I put up my butt" Mr F retorts

This Week The Plan

It's Tuesday so you know what that means... my one day late weekly plan!

Last week went pretty well.... I was really worried about all the meat I bought when I ended up making Meatball Soup at Kid's request for her birthday bumping my menu back a bit. But I sucked it up and did more cooking on the weekend and for the first time... in a long time... I didn't have to throw anything out.

I feel sufficiently recovered from all the birthday craziness and from the time change (which had sucked my life force out of me for a while there) and am ready to bust out some good workouts this week. I didn't quite meet my lofty exercise goals last week. I hoped for 3 - 30 minute interval sessions and 3 - 60 minute sessions. I did 2- 60 minute sessions and 3- 30 minute sessions. This was my first time trying to do shorter more intense workouts. I'm not feelin' it and don't intend to do them again. First of all I'm already doing interval training in my 60 minute workouts and even with running for my intervals I just didn't feel the same kind of overall burn that I do from a longer session. Plus it was harder to find MORE days to workout then to just workout LONGER on a few days. Lesson learned.

I was fairly out of control with my eating this past week... but the good news is that it didn't effect my weight. I have by the way updated my weight on the sidebar.. I had kind of let that sit at 112.. cause... well.. I was waiting to see if that was a weird fluke weigh-in or not. Two weeks later I can attest it was a fluke.. I must have had the emptiest bowels of all time that day. I've been pretty consistently between 114 and 114.4 the past few weeks. I perfectly happy with that and think it is a realistic maintenance weight. Now I'd really like to work on lowering my body fat percentage, which hasn't budged in a while... maybe it won't while I'm nursing. I'd also like to drastically reduce my sugar intake.. it has kind of been a sugar free-for-all around here and I'm not feeling any better for it!

As for cleaning I really didn't do any. I did the laundry and am happy to report I have successfully removed the burger grease from my sweatshirt! Yay!

Oh and I wrote all of the thank you notes and got Kid to sign then and mailed them!! Triumph!

Okay on to this week...

Menu:

Monday - Pork Tenderloin sandwiches with Apple Butter and Horseradish on Homemade Bread with Salad

Tuesday - Meatball Soup (FYI.. I now use Trader Joes "party meatballs" & Trader Joes "organic creamy tomato soup")

Wednesday - Kid and Mr F date night

Thursday - Tortellini Sauteed with Bacon and Steamed Broccoli

Friday - Go out with girls and my mom

Saturday - Pizza Night

Sunday - Homemade Meatballs with Spaghetti and Broccoli (plus freeze 4 batches!)


Exercise:

Okay I'm planning to do 4 - 60 minute cardio sessions and 1 - 60 minute pilates session.


Cleaning:

I need to put away all the clothes.
I need to put away all the Halloween decorations.


To Do:

I want to update both Kid and Baby's memory books... I'm falling really behind!
I need to file my paperwork.
Make vet appointment for Canine Furious

Let's be realistic.. that is all I could possibly accomplish in one week.. especially with Mr F going out of town!!

The Donkey Pig

So this is what I've been up to this afternoon...


While the Baby slept I lovingly crafted (okay there were some threats being muttered) this nylon pig as described in one of Kid's books. As soon as I finished... 80 freaking minutes later... Kid (who instead of helping decided to slowly drive me crazy by loudly humming and spreading "fluff" around our house) pronounced... "Mom why did you make me a donkey pig?"
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