randomly chaotic and frequently mundane

A Wii and a Wii fit.  Nice, since I’m attempting to lose some weight.  Definitely some fun and active games on that thing.  Did some of the exercises on the Wii fit when I set it up yesterday, and again today.  Holy god I could feel the muscles really working.  Indeed it was worth the money.  Then I was playing the sports games that came with the console.  Tennis, good.  Bowling, really good.  Baseball… ok, I suck at it, but fun.  Golf, not interested.  Boxing… OH MY GOD I LOVE THE BOXING GAME.  After doing the fit exercises, my lower body was a little sore (ok, I was already sore since C and I’d had a good time the night before)… after doing a few boxing matches, my back, shoulders and arms were killing me.  Not that any of this stopped me from doing it all again today.  The Wii… not C (although I certainly wouldn’t have objected to that, either).

If I keep it up, this will definitely help me lose some weight and get back into better shape.

So, at about 11, I decided to take a brisk walk.  Nothing too lengthy, just up and down the street a few times, nice and brisk.  Get my heart rate going a bit and all that jazz.  After all, a little cardio never hurts when you wanna lose weight and get back into shape, no?  So… mom looks at me funny.  A walk?  Now?  Yep.  Just letting you know in case I’m not here when you get up… send the police looking for me, kind of thing.  So I put on the holster (aka: bra) and grab my license — in case cops stop and say “excuse me… WTF are you doing????”  And mom says “are you sure you’re going for a walk?”  Nope, I’m off for a clandestine meeting with a very hot young gentleman who’s going to do me in the woods till I can’t walk.  Yeah.  Don’t I wish.  Much as I love that manner of cardio… it really was just a walk.  Listened to the Cruxshadows while I walked, set a nice brisk tempo.  I feel good.  Tomorrow… probably not so much.

It was not a perfect New Year’s eve, that’s for sure.  Sisser was at the hospital with her daughter.  It was scary, to say the least.  She had an infection on top of an infection, which resulted in something called Ataxia.  It was a frightening experience, to say the least.  One minute she was perfectly normal.  The next minute, she was stumbling all around.  Within an hour, she couldn’t stand or sit up on her own.  So she spent a few days in the hospital.  It took a neurologist (believe me, just the WORD scared the hell out of all of us) to tell Sisser what it was.  She’s pretty much back to normal now, still a little off balance sometimes, and she needs constant supervision for a few more days.  She can go back to day care next week.  There are bruises all over her face from stumbling and falling.  I think what scared me the most was how fast it hit.  It’s not contagious though, which is a good thing.

Whatever it is that Gage has… he’s given it to me.  I spent half of yesterday unable to hold anything down.  It ain’t fun.  Gage is still throwing up, but not as much as he was.  That’s a good thing.  So I feel like complete and utter crap.  It’s all very unpleasant.  I’m feeling a little better than yesterday, which is good.  Yesterday, I was so thirsty, but everythign I drank came back up.  But I couldn’t not drink something.  I tried water, plain tea, tea with honey, wild berry zinger tea with nothing in it, kool ade…. the only thing I didn’t try drinking to satisfy my thirst was milk — I’m pretty sure that milk would have come right back up anyway.

A little brightness yesterday, I got a pretty surprise from one of my best friends.  Carrie sent me a little boquet of flowers in a vase.  Lavendar roses with somepretty pink flowers, I’m not sure what they are.  But it definitely made me smile and made me feel loved.  It’s been awhile since I felt that way.  Now I just have to keep the cats from eating them.  I’ve been successful so far.  I had to push them away from them a few times yesterday, and when I went to bed I hid them.  I keep thinking maybe when I go to bed I should put them in the fridge, but I don’t want to accidentally kill them that way. 

Saturday was not a good day to be my hands.  First, I got stung by a yellow jacket on my right pinky finger.  It swelled up and my ring finger also swelled a little.  Little sucker got me right on the joint, too.  He was killed needless to say.  THEN, while I was making dinner, as I placed some eggs in the spaghetti sauce for poaching, the sauce bubbled up and splattered all over my left hand.  So I got burned.  Yeah, it was all KINDS of fun (can you taste the sarcasm?).   The pinky finger is finally not swollen and doesn’t burn or ache like it did during the weekend, so that’s good.  The right hand is healing.  I have a pattern of red splotches from the burn which doesn’t hurt unless pressure is applied.  Nope, definitely not a good day to be my hands.

i’m tired.  dunno why.  i’m ready to fall asleep…

gage will be going to bed soon.  he’s wearing daddy’s cardinals hat right now.  it’s so cute.  he put a USMC hat on me before he put on the cardinals hat.

i’m very warm, but the door is open.  the breeze is nice.  it’s not cooling me down tho.

my stomach is not happy.

gage, that is.

i’ve been wondering about it for awhile.  drug therapy with autistic kids has been shown to help with focus which enables them to learn better.  we had a meeting recently with someone working on the special ed program for the elementary school… she’s affiiated w/ jfk and works with autistic kids, so she had some good insight.

one of hte kids she’s worked with who was put on the drug she recommended we look into apparently told her it “takes the edge off” and made the analogy that before it was like there was a volcano in his head that was about to explode, and the meds helped that go away, so he could focus on things like communication.

i’m not saying i want my son to spend the rest of his life on meds, but that IS a possible reality.

yeah, there are all these other non-drug therapies, but most of them need basic verbal communication in order to be effective. i’m pretty sure gage understands some verbal communication.  he just can’t express himself verbally.

and i’m starting to wonder if he has some reading skills already.   it was discussed at the meeting, actually… and i know sometimes he’ll pull out his dr seuss’s abc’s book and point to the words on the cover and say “dr. seuss’s a b c” but i wasn’t sure that he hadn’t just memorized it when someone else read it to him.

the other day he started alice in wonderland in his dvd player… he’s figured out how to arrow up and down on the menus and press enter to make a selection.  i watched him go to the bonus features page, then he arrowed down several, stopped and arrowed back up one to a sing along song.  then when it went back to the menu he did the same thing and selected a game.

is it annoying.

the cough, that is.  i have medicines tho and it’s going to go away, damnit.  soup was very very good.

there’s been much cuteness today.  let’s face it, gage is the embodiment of cute.  seriously. this morning when he was about to get on the bus i told him he’s such a good boy.  he said “ya mama, i am.”  since he’s been home from school he’s just bee cheerful and happy and dancing and singing.  so very cute.  and i love it.  he also picked out the shirt he wore to school today and put it on all by himself.  it was backwards, and he wouldn’t let me fix it, but hey he did it.  i didn’t get any phone calls from the school, so i’ guessing no one minded that his shirt was on backwards.  it’s an old navy hockey jersey.  he actually just put it back on (he was wearing a t-shirt after his bath earlier).  now it’s on right.

i’ve been feeling a little off lately.  not the cold, which has been bad enough… been nauseous almost constantly for the past 2 weeks or so.  headaches come easier than usual… and my blood sugar is out of whack.  even eating regularly, this past week i have a bit of a crash about once a day.  it’s really weird.

in other health news… desperately in need of ear candle use.  especially my left ear.  damn.

it motherfucking pours.  damn.

now on top of the cold crap going thru my system… i have tooth pain.  blah.

i woke up with clear but painful sinuses.  they’re stopped up and running again.  i went 15 minutes without coughing, tho my chest did hurt a little.  now i’m coughing constantly.

4-6pm can’t come fast enough today (that’s when i get my grocery delivery which will bring medicine for me).

i took an antibiotic this morning.  i’m gonna try to drink mostly warm beverages all day, i’m hoping it’ll help me feel better.  i’m out of regular tea and almost out of honey (both are being delivered later, along w/ lemons).

i’m hoping a nice hot shower will be hepful… at least for some of the blah.

gage had a little bit of a fit this morning.  didn’t seem to want to put shoes on, tho he was very eager to go out in the rain.  i got a good deal of exercise trying to keep the umbrella over him while we waited at the bus stop.  and either we’ve got gigantic raindrops falling or there was snow mixed in with the rain.

i have no medicine.  a few antibiotics, and half a swallow of nyquil.  that’s it.  i’ll probably take them tonight.  i did order some cough syrup and some more nyquil from the grocery store, among other things.  they shall be delivered tomorrow.

lord of the flies is on chiller… i’ve been wanting to see this since i read it.  so i’m watching.  it’s not bad so far.

and now i have the cough. with many thanks to my little man who cheerfully passed it on. he who is now hyper and happy and not coughing at all. i did learn something last night that could have helped shorten this illness and prevent me from getting sick. apparently he can take robitussin. for some reason i assumed i had to get a childrens formula for him. but i was reading the bottle to see how much i needed… and there it was ages 2-6 1/2 tsp. damn. well, it’ll save me some money in the future. i just have to make sure to do extra sweet koolade next time he’s sick cause damn is the taste of that stuff harsh (he only takes liquid medicines in his drink). so now i’m on robitussin and decongestants. and feeling all kinds of miserable.