This Too Shall Pass

Today I go in for my cortisone injection. I made the very stupid decision to google "Do spinal injections hurt" this morning. Bad idea. The internet is crawling with horror stories from people who have had these injections. And now here I sit, nauseated, worrying about this procedure. I got 3 hours of sleep last night which isn't helping either. Chances are I will spend all day worrying and dreading the appointment and it will probably be over with in about 15 minutes. I just have to get to the other side of that appt. It's not like I haven't had similar procedures done before. I've had an epidural and a spinal block. Neither of them were pleasant but I made it out alive. I also got a baby out of that deal. So, no comparison really. Perhaps I'll treat myself to something once this is over. Perhaps a weekend at a fancy hotel so I can catch up on sleep. No kids or husband allowed. Or maybe those knee high boots I've coveted for years. Or, maybe I'll just continue to save for the fence we have to put in once we get this house (because WE WILL get it). Ugh....I hate being an adult.

In any case, this shot is supposed to reduce the inflammation in my disc and bring me some relief. Hopefully it works and I can get back to enjoying what is left of summer. Because it's quickly slipping away.

I am attaching the most recent pics of my kiddos. I've got the cutest kids in the world.

Woe Is Me

You must. Read this.

Why I'll Never Be An Adult

I just finished reading the amazingness that is Hyperbole and a Half. I haven't laughed so hard in so long. The kind of laugh that actually hurts your gut. I completely related to not wanting the responsibilities of being a "grown up". I hate having days where I've actually got errands to run and "stuff" on my to do list. I hate signing up for anything because that means that *HORRORS OF ALL HORRORS* I will have to put something on my calendar and actually be on time for something. I loathe the day my children start participating in sports, or what have you. My perfect life would be an endless vacation where I have zero responsibilities all the days long and I wake up and the whole day is my oyster. I think I've got some issues that need to be worked out.

In any case, I needed a good hard gut busting laugh too. I've been spending far too much time feeling sorry for myself. Far too much time with my head up my arse thinking that nobody can possibly have it as bad as I do right now. Maybe I need to be slapped too?

I had an MRI done on Wednesday evening and received my results yesterday. I've got a herniated disc in my lower back. I mean, how the hell does this even happen? I'm ONLY 35 years old. I take pretty good care of my body. I work out regularly. I do planks till the damn cows come home. I'm at a healthy weight. I AVOID (most) processed food DAMMIT! HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN!?!?!

Needless to say. I've received and processed this news as if I've just been told I've got terminal cancer. How much of an asshole am I anyway? There are actually people out there right now who have, in fact, terminal cancer, and I'm sure they'd trade places with me in a heart beat. So please. Just slap me.

My despair probably has a lot to do with the fact that I've gotten about 2-3 hrs of sleep a night due to the pain. I'm not sure what exactly sleep deprivation's effects are on the human body, but I do know that it is used to torture the enemy so it can't be good. At some point I expect that I'll start hallucinating and speaking in tongues. This morning horns officially sprung out of my head and I think my head spun around a couple of times as well.

Tomorrow morning I go back to the orthopedic doctor to discuss the next step. I'm not sure exactly, but I'm pretty sure it involves a really long needle that they'll want to stick into my spine. You think I'm spending too much time feeling sorry for myself now? Just you wait.

Things & Stuff

Today I realized that it is almost July 15th! Do you non-Minnesotan's realize what that date means? Probably not. But to us northerners it means that summer is already HALF over. Bummer. Before we know it snow will be falling and it will be 9 months of hibernation.

In the meantime, we are trying to enjoy summer as much as possible. This past Saturday we spent the afternoon out on Jess & Troy's boat on Lake Minnetonka. We headed to a small bay and let the kids play in the sand while the adults enjoyed some beers. Afterward we headed to Fletcher's for some people watching and walleye sandwiches. Tim Mahoney was playing and it was like I was 24 yrs old again. Well, with a kid of course. Thomas and I have spent the past several days trying to figure out how we might be able to afford a boat of our own. Ultimately, we came to the conclusion that it ain't gonna happen any time soon but that it's good to have dreams. Did you know you can finance a boat over 20 years? Just sayin'.........

I am still dealing with this pinched sciatic nerve. I am trying really hard to keep things in perspective and not let myself spend too much time feeling sorry for myself. Right now I know of several people who have it so much worse than I do with health issues. But if I don't get some relief soon I don't know what I am going to do. I am headed back to a doctor today and may have to suck it up and get the cortisone shot in my spine. I was hoping to avoid that and just take care of this with some adjustments, rest and vicodin but that doesn't seem to be helping any. Declan is going crazy as he has been cooped up as well and we all need to get out and do something active!

The purchase of our new home in Savage is moving along. The bank received our offer letter and is pulling the house off the market this week. Which is good news as it means they won't be entertaining any other offers. So all we have to do is wait. We signed some paperwork yesterday that says we will wait until Sept. 10th for their acceptance or counteroffer. Not since my husband was scheduled to return from Iraq have I dreaded an 8 week waiting period so much. Did I just compare buying a new house to the war? Yes. I did. I am dramatic like that.

As for the purchase of the house in Bloomington we cancelled, the seller hasn't signed the cancellation nor has he returned our earnest money. If we don't get it by end of week we have to get the courts involved, which will cost us more money. He is a giant douchebag and an even bigger moron. He can't sell the house until he signs those papers, so what seems to be the hold up? Since he violated the agreement we were well within our right to cancel. What a nightmare!