Friday, October 30, 2009

Why I love him...

Last night, Chris looked at me and out of the blue said, "Sometimes, I can't believe that you're all mine."

*Swoon*, especially considering with this crazy lady he's married to, he should be saying, "Sometimes, I can't believe that I'm stuck with you!" He probably has no idea that little statement made my whole month.

He's a good one, I tell ya. Good one!

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

10 Things I did last week

1. Drove a 12-person van down the Strip in Vegas.
2. Drank a half-liter of beer at the Hofbrauhaus (and ate a ginormous Wienerschnitzel!)
3. Dressed in both my scrubbiest garb and my finest work outfits - for the same event.
4. Watched two nearly-naked women slide down an inflatable slide into a pool inside the convention center. (Monster Energy Drink booth - those things are out of hand)
5. Ate 3 Hewbrew National Hotdogs, 3 Cheeseburgers, one of the best steaks of my life and some macaroni to die for.
6. Celebrated my boss' birthday at one of our favorite restaurants - Del Frisco's (see: latter part of #5).
7. Flew on a 4-hour plane ride with a 10 month old baby. Twice. And survived.
8. Became even further indebted to my mom, who made the trip with us to watch said 10 month old.
9. Took Hayden to her first trip to the Hofbrauhaus
10. Left Hayden's crib at the airport -once, but attempted the feat twice. (Thanks, Mom!)

Kidney Update

Today I took Hayden for her renal ultrasound (scan of her tummy and back to look at her kidneys and bladder), and the VCUG procedure to evaluate whether she has Kidney Reflux. After a torturous hour and a half for the both of us, we got the good word from the radiologist that everything looks "normal". An exceedingly short diagnosis, but a terrific one nonetheless. Her doctor should get the full report tomorrow and give us a complete rundown.

Yippie Kai Yai Yay! Thank God!

Please keep your fingers crossed that this is the last procedure we have to endure for some time. They are very traumatic for Hayden - she's figured out this whole doctor visit thing, and has very little trust of anyone in scrubs or other uniforms. In fact, last week in Vegas, she kept crying when the housekeeper came in to clean our room - I think her uniform reminded her of her nurses'. The visits are also pretty traumatizing to me as well. It truly is torture to have to help pin my daughter down as these strangers cause her anxiety, fear and pain, and the only thing that keeps me from fleeing the room is knowing that I have to be strong for her, and also knowing that these procedures are for the greater good, so while they are no fun, it's better than the alternatives. I just pray we don't have any more for a good long while, and if, heaven forbid we do, that they continue to come back negative for problems!

Over and out!