Post by twoplustwo on Sept 17, 2012 16:33:45 GMT -5
I am 7 months pregnant, I went in to see my OB today and she is concerned because my blood pressure is creeping up. Same thing happened with DS. She is getting me to do a 24 urine sample and a blood sample to check for HELPP. Doctor Google says this isn't good. I was ordered to rest and relax. With a 11 month old running around. And two college classes in progress. And a husband who is away more then here. Riiight.
AW: I ran my 2nd half marathon Saturday, just 3 weeks after the first one. I managed to shave 8 min off my time and finished in 2:11.
Confession: H ran his first marathon on Saturday, and I was so stinking proud of him. I really wanted to jump him and have sex afterwards. Unfortunately he was in another state for it and won't be home til later this week. I suppose it works because he was pretty sore for a couple days.
My coworker went on an interview and it looks like she might get the job. i am super happy/excited for her, but this will totally screw me over at work. I will be slammed with her clients, plus mine. And I doubt that I will get a raise for this. So that's my rant.
Confession: Um, I don't know. I'm not too upset about H leaving soon for a few weeks? But that's lame. We were long distance for 2.5 years. Him leaving for a few weeks doesn't really faze me anymore.
AW: I'm going to Atlanta's Midtown Music Festival this weekend! I can't wait! My favorite bands are playing: Pearl Jam, Foo Fighters and Avett Brothers.
My vent: my son is in a full arm and leg cast from his surgery 2 weeks ago. I seriously can't go to the store without at least a dozen people stopping and going "Awwwwww poor little guy, what happened?". I really don't mind when people simply ask why he's in casts, but it's the pity and false concern of all the nosy people that irritate me. It's gotten to the point that I dread going out.
Confession: I wish my H wouldn't change his mind every week about TTC. I get that guys make the decision differently but FFS get home so we can talk about in person and work it out.
Vent: (1) Our base has a facebook page airing secrets anonymously and it's sickening. They also have a burn book. Effing people need to get a life and grow up. (2) My dog refuses to poop today. WTF haha
Post by amaristella on Sept 17, 2012 19:16:25 GMT -5
AW: I got a 50 pound box of guinea pig hay home and up to my second floor without hurting myself today.
Confession: I bought a 50 pound box of guinea pig hay because I was told I needed to special order the size of bag that I wanted and I didn't know how much it usually weighs so I just wrote "biggest" on the slip.
Post by crimewatcher on Sept 17, 2012 20:09:28 GMT -5
I have another rant/vent.
My BFF back home is driving me bat shit crazy. I've been calling and texting her weekly to catch up, ntm I was home for labor day and she totally ditched me. We had a skype date yesterday and she totally stood me up. That alone is irritating but her reason is-- her student loans are killing her so much so she met with a financial planner instead chatting with me. That is totally awesome and I'm glad she did it but FFS you complain about money 24/7 when we rarely talk. Her and her BF moved into his mom's house to save for a house of their own yet they are taking a 3 week trip to Europe. WTF I'm judging her so hard right now. I don't want to because I love her to death but for reals I hope the planner talked some sense into her.
Post by brandienee on Sept 17, 2012 20:56:17 GMT -5
Vent: My mom has a degenerative disease (some of you oldies know). She lives in a nursing home, and they called my dad a few days ago to tell him that they are having a meeting to discuss options for a feeding tube. She isn't able to eat enough calories during the day to maintain a healthy weight. I am kind of heart broken. I really hate that she has to live like this, and I feel guilty that I am way out here with no way to really help. I also really miss my mom, who she used to be before all of this. Ugggghhh.
Confession: I am kind of loving how quickly September has seemed to go. I am hoping that it keeps it up until next spring.
AW: I actually have nothing... I'm not that awesome right now. LOL
Post by ilovelamp on Sept 17, 2012 20:58:05 GMT -5
Vent: My tooth hurts really bad, I think it's abscessed. Every few months this happens. I need so much dental work done that we can't afford right now. It is such an overwhelming thing to be in pain and worry about how to fix it without dental insurance (I have medical). I know it has to be done which means taking out of savings...ugh!
AW: Maybe more of a happy note, but I found some small coffee shops near our place that have amazing drinks. They're expensive, but I was worried I would be stuck with Starbucks while I'm here. And I found a Jamba Juice!
Post by prettyinpink on Sept 17, 2012 21:31:42 GMT -5
B- I'm sorry about the feeding tube. You know how to reach me if you want to talk. Big big hugs!
Confession- I'm sick of my coworker. I love her to pieces but she is being rude to patients and thinks she isn't and then gets pissed at me when I'm able to work things out with them. Dr. is planning on talking with her tomorrow and I'm glad but I'm scared to death at the same time because she will think its me that made the Dr. talk to her.
Vent: I'm sick of being needed by everyone. I just want to be wanted and not needed for once in my life.
Post by verycontrary247 on Sept 17, 2012 22:24:30 GMT -5
AW- I looked really good today. Also, I got the sketch from my tattoo artist of my new piece and it looks epic. Can't wait for my first session in October.
Vent- H left for a 2 month underway this morning. I'm really disorientated because for the past few months he's been working a "normal" M-F schedule. It's going to take some getting used to
Confession- I bought 2 bottles of wine at (super-classy) Walmart and plan on drinking at least one of them by myself tonight.
I don't know what this falls under, but I want to quit one of my jobs. I'm just afraid it's going to be weird since my manager at job #1 is the "life partner" of my manager at job #2. I've worked at job #1 longer and get paid more hourly buuuuuut the hours are really sporadic and I'm miserable whenever I'm there. Also, working there during the holidays is incredibly stressful and I don't think I want to deal with it. I just don't want manager #2 to be mad at me for quitting job #1 at such a bad time
Post by Dumbledork on Sept 17, 2012 23:38:00 GMT -5
Venty Confession: Because I was stupid and left college during my junior year to move with DH to NC, I basically had to start my college education over. I did plenty of field experience at my original college and loved it, but only got field work here last semester when I did my practicum. I hated every minute of my practicum experience. Now I don't know if this whole "I want to be a teacher" thing is really for me or if I'm just burned out from being in school for it for the past 6 out of 7 years, essentially learning the same material twice, and having a shitty practicum placement.
I still have two years of school left and I don't know if I want to continue. K isn't applying pressure, he wants me to find something I love, but every time I go to him for advice he just shrugs and asks "what will make you happy?" I always thought it was teaching, but now I've no idea. As it is now, I think I could be happy working the paint counter at Home Depot.
Confession #2: More of a random, but I get seriously annoyed when Netflix Instant titles don't offer subtitles. I've deleted things out of my que simply because they don't offer subtitles.
AW: I've really got nothing awesome of my own. I found three "They Might Be Giants" cds at the library last week and brought them home because Sibil and Stan both said they're awesome. When DH saw them he got all excited and started requesting and singing along to songs. Lilly's favorite is "I Am a Paleontologist" but she loves dinosaurs so I kind of expected that. JSYK, it's both hilarious and cute to listen to a three year old try to keep up with all the dinosaur names in the song. Most of the time it's just "T-Rex! Mumble-Certops! Mumble mumble...Saurus!!" followed up by the white boy dancing her daddy taught her and shriek-singing "That's who I ammmmm." It makes me happy.
Post by basilosaurus on Sept 18, 2012 0:21:23 GMT -5
I don't even like TMBG all that much. i just love that they have a kid's cd about science. Science is cool! I reluctantly listened to them in college b/c they're kind of awesome, yet not musically my favorite in the least. I do love that constantinople song, though. I think I heard it shortly after I learned about Puttin' on the Ritz. (Irving Berlin I think died only a year prior to the release of their cover).
Stan, I think we agree a lot. At least on politics, not military I'm not a hawk!
Anyway, I have a vent/confession/aw and learning lesson all rolled up into one. I just found out that you can self refer to mental health care for 8 sessions per fiscal year (better get 8 in this month!). This isn't through mil onesource but through a proper counselor (nothing against nesource, but it's only for EAP). That's awesome. But that I know that has to do with vents and confessions that I don't particularly feel like delving into.
I didn't know that about the self referring, that's pretty awesome. I'm glad you can get what you need.
I was so excited I was ready to do a PSA. I've not had good luck with onesource, between a couple people that just sucked and many more who never returned calls. But I also haven't had luck with the couple people I've seen in the military.
So, I figured with the time it takes to get an appointment and referral, it would be months and therefore not worth the effort. By then, I'd be over the temporary crisis and back to "normal", even if that normal could be better.
So, yeah, this was really exciting news. I could get a personal rec for someone local, and I could follow up on it almost immediately, when I'm still encouraged to go through all the work that therapy requires.
I am 7 months pregnant, I went in to see my OB today and she is concerned because my blood pressure is creeping up. Same thing happened with DS. She is getting me to do a 24 urine sample and a blood sample to check for HELPP. Doctor Google says this isn't good. I was ordered to rest and relax. With a 11 month old running around. And two college classes in progress. And a husband who is away more then here. Riiight.
Your OB jumped to HELLP Syndrome? (HELLP is the most severe form of pre-eclampsia.)
Get what ever help that you can watching your 11 month old and caring for the house. Pre-e (let alone HELLP) is serious shit--I developed HELLP and had to have an emergency c-section. I never felt good my entire pregnancy and basically put myself on modified bed rest--which I credit being the reason that my LO was not born early. Take your OB's advice to heart. Have your DH talk to his command about being able to be home more. I don't mean to sound melodramatic and all, but your well being and that of your unborn child depend upon being able to rest in bed.
Post by NomadicMama on Sept 18, 2012 5:39:48 GMT -5
It's Tuesday, can I still play?
Rant--time spent in Korea is not a deployment. Yes, being separated sucks, but it is not a deployment if they allow dependents there (though many service members are on unaccompanied orders). This may be über petty, but it bugs me.
Confession--I judged a woman at the commissary yesterday as she hefted a giant bag of Beneful dog food into her cart. All I could think of was, "You must not love your dog very much.". I know, I don't know her circumstances, but Beneful is crappy, crappy dog food.
AW--LO started kindergarten today! We were, there for only 90 minutes, but he had fun and he wants to go back tomorrow!
Post by honeybadger on Sept 18, 2012 7:43:12 GMT -5
NM is right. Women calling every long tdy, short tour and whatever else a deployment has been grating on my nerves. My husband is in Korea right now and has never been to a combat location but I feel like it's a huge disrespect to those that are serving combat tours. I wish more people would take 30 seconds to explain what kind of tour or duty their SO is on when talking about it. However, a lot of women enjoy the pity parties that come with the deployed SO status.
While I don't have to deal with the anxiety of a spouse in a dangerous location, I think choosing to have a positive attitude goes a long way in making or breaking your time apart. Period.
My AW: Aubrey Quinn was born on Saturday ( 15th ) at 4:53 pm. 7 lb 15 oz, 20.5 inches. Labor was pitocin induced but still pretty short and sweet. 7 hours from start to finish and only 5 minutes of pushing.
J was able to skype with me the entire time plus about the 4 immediate hours after her birth. It was as perfect as it could possibly be without having him here. I'm so thankful! I feel amazing and adjusting at home is going great!
If this is full of typos, I apologize. I'm on my phone.
Randomish- My poor puppy is at the vet today having surgery to remove a couple strange masses that popped up all of a sudden, and I'm super worried they are going to be malignant. Especially since the vet & tech both said they had never seen like that. He's not even 2!
Grad school is kind of kicking my ass, but compared to my cohort, I am substantially less stressed and worried about things. I just am spending SOOO much time reading and doing assignments. Their high levels of anxiety compared to my lower levels of anxiety makes me feel like I should be more worried? IDK. I feel like I already did this grad school thing, although it was a MA, so its not like I can't get through graduate level work, and so it doesn't seem like a big deal? I spent a little over an hour doing a project that some of my cohort spent like three or more hours on. When I got it done, I was like "uh, did I do this right?" but I did everything they asked, so... But I am fricken exhausted, and we're only just starting our forth week!
Post by twoslicehilly on Sept 18, 2012 9:43:24 GMT -5
My confession is that I pretty much hate Honeybadger for having her baby before me! Not totally, but a little.
My AW is that my Japanese doctor who is always grouchy laughed with me today. It was so relieving to see him have a light hearted side.
Slight rant/ confession: DH has a huge inspection going on and he's barely been home the past two weeks. I am being a selfish whiner because I want him here with me, preparing for baby. I'm not making it much easier for him, and I hate that. If we had chosen to deliver at the Naval Hospital up North, he would be hanging with me, watching movies. I wanted to keep it simple by staying close and going to the local doctor... but it's not been so. I know I just need to relax and get over it... my mom is here! But I want my husband too. Thankfully the inspection is almost over, and babies do eventually come out, and everything will be wonderful and my hormones will rebalance eventually.
Post by Dumbledork on Sept 18, 2012 10:01:02 GMT -5
Maybe I should note that the three TMBG cds I got are all kid-centered. "Here Come... Science/ABCs/123s" I like the science one the most because every other children's cd I find on the same topics is stab-myself-in-the-ear terrible. She has a dinosaur cd from Jane Murphy that I was really hoping to like, but it's awful.
I remember the Istanbul song from Tiny Toons. Did they do Particle Man as well?
NM is right. Women calling every long tdy, short tour and whatever else a deployment has been grating on my nerves. My husband is in Korea right now and has never been to a combat location but I feel like it's a huge disrespect to those that are serving combat tours. I wish more people would take 30 seconds to explain what kind of tour or duty their SO is on when talking about it. However, a lot of women enjoy the pity parties that come with the deployed SO status.
While I don't have to deal with the anxiety of a spouse in a dangerous location, I think choosing to have a positive attitude goes a long way in making or breaking your time apart. Period.
My AW: Aubrey Quinn was born on Saturday ( 15th ) at 4:53 pm. 7 lb 15 oz, 20.5 inches. Labor was pitocin induced but still pretty short and sweet. 7 hours from start to finish and only 5 minutes of pushing.
J was able to skype with me the entire time plus about the 4 immediate hours after her birth. It was as perfect as it could possibly be without having him here. I'm so thankful! I feel amazing and adjusting at home is going great!
If this is full of typos, I apologize. I'm on my phone.
Congratulations! I am glad it was an "easy" birth for you, and your husband could skype in to be there with you and Aubrey.
I am 7 months pregnant, I went in to see my OB today and she is concerned because my blood pressure is creeping up. Same thing happened with DS. She is getting me to do a 24 urine sample and a blood sample to check for HELPP. Doctor Google says this isn't good. I was ordered to rest and relax. With a 11 month old running around. And two college classes in progress. And a husband who is away more then here. Riiight.
Your OB jumped to HELLP Syndrome? (HELLP is the most severe form of pre-eclampsia.)
Get what ever help that you can watching your 11 month old and caring for the house. Pre-e (let alone HELLP) is serious shit--I developed HELLP and had to have an emergency c-section. I never felt good my entire pregnancy and basically put myself on modified bed rest--which I credit being the reason that my LO was not born early. Take your OB's advice to heart. Have your DH talk to his command about being able to be home more. I don't mean to sound melodramatic and all, but your well being and that of your unborn child depend upon being able to rest in bed.
I wish you all the best.
I had pregnancy induced hypertension that turned to pre- e with my last pregnancy. Apparently my doctor and the practice takes PIH & Pre -E very seriously. I should know more of what is actually going on next week. I am working on getting B into daycare for a few hours a day, a few days a week so that I can get 5 minutes to relax, and he can play with other children.
My head is spinning from the "Are there any Republicans" thread on Money Matters… there is some obtuseness happening but its getting ridiculous about the jumping down the throat stuff. And shit like that is also why so many R don't speak up. I'm on the fence as it is this election; I wish there was a true 3rd party candidate that didn't violate my rights as a woman, gays theirs, and was actually fiscally responsible (imo). But of course, if such a person existed this whole maddening debate wouldn't be ongoing ad nauseam. And then my head spins and I wish I could sit down with a bottle of wine and whine with some other level-headed people.
Post by amaristella on Sept 18, 2012 14:33:16 GMT -5
Well, now I have a vent.
Last Weds. afternoon the receptionist at my Endo's office said she was mailing me a copy of my test results that day so that I could review them before my appointment, and also because I'm totally impatient and want to know now. I figured it would save me the trip of driving over there to pick them up (probably only .5 hour round trip). Now it's Tuesday and they're still not here and I really wish that I had asked her to hold them so I could pick them up. The speed of first class mail has been chapping my ass lately. Maybe it's a first world problem. I don't care.
I have gotten less grumpy about the word deployment because H has told me not be grumpy about it. He said to me that if the service calls it a deployment, it's a deployment. I still call MEUs "deployments" that can turn into deployments, but I don't think it's a huge deal either way. Gone is gone, it sucks either way, and if someone needs a pity party because their H is "deployed" to a place where there are dependents, or in Kuwait, or on a ship, then, well, I'll judge them later and try and help now if I can. The Army/Marine Corps don't have the corner on tough separations just because their actual trip might generally include more traditional combat trips. Or I'm getting soft in my old age. Whatevs.
Stanny, you are simply a better person than I am. ;D Even in my old age, I am still frustrated by it. Perhaps it's because this actual deployment is kicking my ass and I am bitter.