My Butt is Broken

So, we got to the roller skating arena.. a place I haven’t been since junior high, and we put on skates and skated. The good news is that within the hour, the little kid was skating around the rink without holding onto the wall. I kept telling her, “We don’t need the stinking wall”.. not in a rude way, but in a funny way that would give her confidence. She was even skating in the inside lane without me.

Well, by then, it was that she HAD to skate without me. We were skating along and she fell and then my skates went right out from under me, and I landed HARD on the ground.

Ever had that sort of pain shoot through your body where you had to just stand (or sit, as the case may be) for a minute to make sure you you going to be able to move?

That was me.

Once I was able to stand up, I skated over to the carpeted area, where I stood up for awhile. I was contemplating whether I should sit, and if so, would it hurt to, and would I be able to get back up.

I sat down slowly and waited for The Little Kid to show up again.

Then a nasty migraine started, and we had to leave.

I bribed her out with a chocolate milkshake. Sad, but true.

It was a pretty bad start of a migraine, anyway. I had swirly lights on the left, then those went away and the swirly lights started on the right. Then they started in the middle.

Normally, when the lights go away, the headache starts, but sometimes the lights are all I get. I just got the lights this time, which was good.

So my question is: Does blunt force trauma to your body sometimes cause migraines?

Is there a doctor in the house?

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It’s Getting Cold in Here

So put on all your clothes. All of them. Seriously. Cause it’s 20 degrees outside. My GOSH! There’s nothing overly good about having a really cold week off, unless you’re a snowman or something. Or perhaps you like skiing, or you’re an Eskimo… you’re racing in the Iditarod?

I believe we are going roller skating today. It will be a good way to spend our afternoon, after slouching around in the house all day.

Well, Sunday is Easter. We are planning on going to church, eating Easter Brunch and cooking Easter dinner for a handful of relatives. It’s the kind of dinner I like, where everyone brings something. 🙂 Less for me to cook. I have the important thing… the ham. My father-in-law is making apple pie, my MIL, dinner rolls and my step-daughter is bringing a few side dishes (mac and cheese with corn mixed in, and some sort of fruit salad).

My daughter is looking forward to an Easter Egg hunt on Saturday. It’s going to be darn cold for it.

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American Idols Loses It’s Best (err “Only”) Rocker Chick

Thanks to everyone voting for the girl with the short skirt and the Indian guy who’s just winning votes because someone’s trying to prove the voting can be rigged, Gina Glocken has left the show.

I liked Gina because she had a strong voice and a cool look. She rocked out on Evanescence, which, to me, sounded just like them. As I watched this video, I thought she had what she needed to make it on this show, but the crap going on behind the scenes ruined that.

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It’s Official

I have bronchitis. It’s just a fancy word for saying my lungs are unhappy with my recent cold/allergy attack. It is also a good explanation for why I am so exhausted:

Bronchitis may be indicated by an expectorating cough (the color of the mucus does not signify whether the infection is viral or bacterial)[citation needed], dyspnea (shortness of breath) and wheeze, fever, and occasionally chest pains, fatigue and/or malaise.

I have a prescription for Z-Pac and a cough syrup to deal with it.

I think we’re off to the library today. I need to get my copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, and The Little Kid needs to practice reading during break.

I like when she picks up a book and starts reading without being prompted.

BTW, it’s cold here for the rest of the week.

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Day 1, A Lesson On Being Sick and Being A Mom, Too

I thought it was reasonable to let her know in advance: “Mom doesn’t feel good. I have no patience today, so you’re going to have to listen well.”

As if that would happen.

But we did manage to have a good day. After lunch, when it finally warmed up, we took the bicycle out for another test drive. We were practicing taking off by ourselves without falling over. The only reason anyone would fall directly over is because they insist they must sit on the seat of the bike before doing anything with any pedals.

After a short time, I learned that just because I started off riding a certain way, didn’t mean it was going to work for her. So I let her sit on the seat before finding a good pedal to push down, and it all worked out for her.

Later in the afternoon, it was off to the grocery store, where she insisted on pushing the cart. Or riding the cart, as the case may be. Try explaining grocery aisle traffic to a 6-year-old and having it stick. 🙂 “You could kill someone doing that!” didn’t seem to get the message across.

Any time I felt like I was on the edge of losing patience, I stopped and repeated myself. “Mommy is not feeling well today. You’re going to have to listen to what I say and not force me to keep repeating.” This is not a recording. Ok, it is.

I’m beginning to think 6-year-olds have 2 second attention spans. I know. What was my first clue?

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The Purpose Driven Life

In an effort to shake some morning panic episodes, I picked up my copy of, “The Purpose Driven Life” today. The chapter I read had to do with life being a test. “God tests you,” it says (paraphrasing, now), “but doesn’t give you more than you can handle. He gives you what you need to persevere.”

I know this to be true.

But what I’m wondering is, what if what you deal with seems aweful, even though others tell you it isn’t, but you can’t seem to shake the feeling. I guess I don’t see the goal of the test when, every day, I wake up to worrying about the same thing. Or maybe I do.

Maybe the message is to stop focusing on the bad things that can happen (losing a job, becoming terminally ill (God forbid), being homeless or financially distitute..anything bad, really) and realize that each day is a gift.

In the end, I have to ask myself, “What can I do to make this better” or “How can I do things differently”. In the end, I am just ticked off that too many worriful days have gone by; days I could have spent enjoying life and haven’t.

Maybe this is just my way of beating myself up.

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The Week Off

So, next week, I have the week off with my daughter, who is on Spring Break. We’re staying at home all week, probably searching for stuff to do. A lot will depend on the crazy weather.

In anticipation of (or perhaps poor planning, in advance of..) my week off, I took my laptop in for repair. Sometimes, I’ll be typing along and when I hit the left shift key, it types “nbcZ” for me. Just for the heck of it. When I hit the right shift key, my Internet window goes full screen. For no particular reason. Sometimes, it just types 000000000000000000000000000000 on its own. Supposedly, there is a short in a circuit. We’ll see that one back in about 2 weeks.

In the meantime, don’t count on me VPN’ing into work. My work stuff was all on that machine. Darn! A real week without work stuff. What is the world coming to?

Tonight, my husband and I went to see “Wild Hogs”. It was funny in spots. Having ridden a motorcycle, some of it made me cringe… like when they lost control of a bike and it hit the pavement. Ouch. Not, “Oh, I hurt myself badly” ouch, but “OMG… look what you just did to your bike!” ouch.

What did you do with your weekend?

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