Right now, its the MORE that I'm concentrating on. When the ball starts rolling for my Weight Loss Surgery, you all will be the first to know. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy my ramblings.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Just a Quickie !!!
I got my preapproval for WLS today ... woo hoo !!!
That means, if I qualify the given three requirements, the approval process moves on.
Now on to stage 2 with my dr. WOO HOO !!!
My BFF, R, already got hers. She's going for a fill today, gl with that R !!!
There is something that I want to post about, but I'm not able to put in words yet, so maybe tomorrow. Its ponderous.
I don't have long to post right now, so I'll just post on of my favorite vids on YuTub3. Some people have voiced that they don't like they way the boy it treated. If you have children, then you know that there are times when a child is younger where you get a kick outta something that shouldn't be laughed at. Oh, come one, we've all done it.
I didn't think they kept blogs open this long if you didn't write in it. Sorry to be out of the limelight for a while. I thought I'd stop by to say hi :-) ...
I'd like to give a shout out to a good friend of mine, she's a new reader. Hey RC ... welcome. I hope you like what you read. Its about time you made it here.
I looked at my stats, and I have a faithful few that keep checking back to see if I've had any pearls of wisdom lately, and I'm sorry. I guess that's why I having been keeping this up, nothing to write about. Although, I want to thank you all for being faithful and I'll try really hard to keep things up.
People like bullet posts when there's a lot to update, so here goes:
I have found I will always have issues with parental units, whether adoptive or birth. My newest reader reminds me that everyone belongs to a dysfunctional family, it just comes in different forms, thank you for reminding me that I'm not the only one with trying parents.
L ... my daughter will finish up her soccer career this next weekend. They don't have a high school team here, so we won't have soccer in our lives anymore :-( ...
We're closing down the fitness center at the end of the year. I will be talking about my next venture later.
I'm not homeschooling L this school year. I loved it, however, she really needs a social life, and she's now in the process of making up lost time.
N is now in Afghanistan, he has 299.13 days left as I type this.
A is pulling her hair out raising two babies, still in diapers, alone, in Germany. I know others have done this, and more, but I still feel bad for her.
My health is stable right now. I haven't been in the hospital since August, and that was only for one night. Sometimes I feel like I'm going to go into Afib, but it goes away. I think I am doing fine.
As of today, it has been 1 year, 1 month and 2 days since I've had a cigarette. Yay me.
Hey Jesse, I saw you in my stats ... glad you're still around. How are you doing?
I have a new thing, well newer than posting 80's vids. I am totally hooked on YuTub3. I don't go for all the stupid stuff, but every once in a while, I find one that I just LOVE. So guess what? Instead of posting 80's vids, I'm going to post cool stuff from that site.
I guess my first one is this one, its awesome ... you must watch until the end.
As many of you already know, I was in the hospital for a few days. I had two conditions, but I'm only talking about one of them tonight because its the only one I've had a chance to research.
Atrial Fibrillation. There's a bunch of mumbo jumbo on that link and I'll try to spell it out as best I can.
Most people are in "sinus rhythm", which means their heart is pumping correctly. In Atrial Fibrillation (Afib), your atrium chamber of your heart flutters, which results in an irregular heart rhythm. Blood can pool in your atrium and create clots which can travel throughout your body and create strokes, thrombosis and aneurysms.
What I experienced:
I have been feeling Afib for about a month but had no clue what it was. Last Sunday at 4am, I got up to use the bathroom. As I came out of the bathroom, the biggest "attack" of Afib that I'd had so far, hit me. My breathing became labored and I felt very weak. I sat down for just a minute. Then I stood up and walked a short distance and walked back to the chair that I was sitting in. I could barely breathe and I felt like my heart was going to explode out of my chest. Maria had already gotten up by this time, and I looked at her and I told her to take me to the hospital.
Once I was there, they were pumping me through of fluids (for the second condition that they didn't even tell me about until HOURS later). I was hooked up to a heart monitor, had an EKG, and chest x-rays, blood drawn and a UA. After 5 liters of fluids and all these tests, the results came back and the doctor decided it was time to grace me with his presence.
I was thinking this whole time, that once the doctor got there, he would tell me what was going on, prescribe me some medicine and send me on my way. He then told me about the Afib and the second condition and that I was "far from being out of the woods". My heart was still racing, but not as bad as it had been earlier. He said between the two conditions, I would've been at the ER sometime that day. He said that he wanted me to stay the night at the hospital so they could lower my heart rate ... which was bouncing between 160 and 200. Later I learned that that was just my ventricle that was pumping so fast, my atrium (which wasn't being measured) was probably going about 250-300 beats per minute.
The second day I was there was when they really put an effort into lowering my heart rate. I had shots in my stomach that hurt like hell and gave me DARK bruises and kept putting another medication in liquid form in my IV. In about 5 hours, I had so much medication in me and I felt really beside myself. My heart rate was being stubborn and wouldn't lower much more than a 130-150 bracket.
I turned to the machine at one point, and my heart rate was in the 80's. I turned away thinking that wasn't going to last. About 5 minutes later I looked and it was still in the 80's. I had "converted" from Afib to sinus rhythm.
I thought, cool ... NOW I can go home. No go ... they wanted to monitor me for another night, so I was finally released on Tuesday.
L was with me from morning to evening. She was my rock ... just awesome. I couldn't have been sane during the whole thing without her. Thanks L ... you're my favorite daughter.
What caused this:
There are a variety of reasons to go into Afib, but they call consist of heart disease, which I don't have. One of the biggest causes is emotional and/or physical stress. I had been having huge emotional stress lately, and I know that had everything to do with it. However, I rid myself of that stress and hopefully I won't have anymore recurrances.
What this means for me:
I don't know yet. I have to take beta blockers to keep me in sinus rhythm, and a blood thinner so I don't clot. I have to have blood drawn every Monday and Thursday to check both my magnesium levels and my protime (something that has to do with the thinner).
I now know what Afib feels like and I won't wait for so long before I go to the ER. If the medicine works as it should, I should stay in sinus rhythm.
Soooooooooooo ... in keeping with the 70's music ... here's HEART with Crazy on You. It has a long introduction, but its worth the wait to see this clip.
The 70's is the decade that I became aware of my surroundings and realized there was a lot more out there than my little world. I went to summer camp and California alternating summers. I spent a lot of time outdoors during the summer, taking in the sights and sounds. I could hear stereos blaring from peoples homes or cars that they were working on. Or I would stay up late nights with my small AM radio and tune in far away radio stations. So many songs of the 70's stick out in my mind, and I can remember when I heard it, where I was and what I was doing with most of the songs. If I can't remember when, where and what ... I can remember the feelings I had from the feelings the song creates in me. I know I'm sounding weird now, but this is what music is/was/always has been for me.
I am going to post a few 70's songs that stick out in my mind and create strong memories for me over the next week or so. I will try to relay the memories as best I can.
It was the summer of 77. The place: Camp Orkila (the best camp in the world). It was set in a woodsy area on hundreds of acres of land. There were so many things to do there. Archery, Riflery, Pottery, Wood Shop, boating, canoeing, swimming ... you name it, it was done there. Camp Orkila was based on Orcas Island in the San Juan Islands, Puget Sound, Washington. We would excursion to different satellite islands and stay a few days under the stars. If it rained, we tied a tarp to trees and slept under those. Back at the camp, there was a huge mess hall, a place where campfires were held everynight, a general store where you would by things with the money they held for you.
It was a lonely day for me, I didn't have many friends that year. I walked around the camp looking for someone to hang with and finally decided, I liked just walking around, looking at all the sights, smelling all the woodsy smells, ect. Today I was focusing on the smells. My walk ended up at the general store where I would buy red licorice and beef jerky. I opened the door and walked in, and all I could smell was the red licorice and beef jerky. Everytime I walked in there, thats all I ever smelled. The guy that was running the store was nice, and we talked for a long time. The radio was playing in the background and he started singing to it. I thought it was a really cool song. I remember that day fondly.
I didn't learn until I was much older that this song was making a statement. I just thought it was cool.
