So a follow-up from the last post (which was almost 2 months ago!) - I did have poison ivy, but it was contained to about 3 small bumps on my arm and thankfully didn't itch nearly as bad as I was afraid of. I really hate getting that stuff, and am absolutely miserable with it, but thanks to some kind of steroid cream that Clydie had, we nipped it in the bud pretty quickly.
What have I been up to lately? Putting veggies in my freezer and canning pickles! I know I've posted this stuff on Facebook, but in case any of you have missed it - we put up a bushel of black-eyed peas a while back, and shortly after that, we put away a bushel of purple hull crowder peas, a bushel of speckled butterbeans, and snapped a bushel of green beans. We froze the peas and butterbeans, and canned the green beans.
The quality of the 3 bushels we got last time and the one from a couple weeks earlier was better than anything we've gotten at the farmers market before - absolutely fantastic! Very few dried out bean or pea shells, and the amount of beans that we got on the green beans was phenomenal! Those green beans came in a small wooden crate, and it was absolutely packed FULL. We ended up with 24 quart jars, a gallon Ziploc we gave to the neighbors, and a huge pot we cooked for dinner (expecting leftovers for another meal, but nope, we ate them all!)
And our little backyard garden - oh my at the stuff we're getting out of that! We've already been able to put up about 10 bags of pink eyes, 2 bags of butterbeans, and we've canned at least 20qts (between the quarter and pint jars) of pickles. I've also had to give away cucumbers, we can't keep up with how many my 4 little plants are producing! We pick 6-9 cucumbers 2-3 times a week! I finally have 2 cantaloupe growing - they are each about the size of a racquetball. We also got one meal of pole beans (those didn't do very well this year), and we've had zucchini about once a week or so.
Oh did I mention our peppers?!? We have ghost, reaper, habanero, Hungarian hot wax, cowhorn, jumbo jalapeno, Serrano, and an assortment of cayenne and tabasco peppers. Clydie has canned at least 2 dozen half-pint and pint jars of pepper sauce, made some home-made sriracha sauce, and of course we eat the peppers with dinner frequently. Well, I should say Brian eats them with dinner frequently. Clydie can't do the peppers so much anymore, Steven doesn't care for them but is usually a good sport when Brian wants him to try one, and I dabble in them occasionally.
I got the "pleasure" of trying out a Carolina Reaper pepper a while back. It's supposed to be the world's hottest pepper, but I just didn't get that out of it. Not that it wasn't the hottest damn pepper I've ever had, but still. I expected more. To be fair, I only ate 2 small pieces of it (when I say small - each piece was maybe 3mm in size). The first bite produced a very warm sensation but not a lot of stinging. The second one required a milk chaser! But the burn was quite different than when I eat a hot jalapeno, it's hard to explain, and it really wasn't that painful. Even wiping a piece of meat or some of the mac&cheese we had that night over the spot where the pepper had been cut was enough to heat your mouth up. The flavor of the reaper was really good (and yes, I could actually taste the flavor of it over the heat).
We had a surprise in a cowhorn pepper recently - those aren't supposed to be as hot as jalapenos, so normally when Brian eats one, he just bites off a big chunk and enjoys the flavor. He did this the other night and his whole head immediately went bright red and he got the hot pepper stomach lurch! It was really funny. He cut me a slice and I tried it and holy hell it was hot! That was another night of milk with dinner.
The pleasant surprise so far is the Hungarian hot wax. Those are very mild so far, like a hot banana pepper. We shall see if they continue to be mild, or if they have gotten hotter from lack of water. We have read several articles on caring for peppers, and all of them say to withhold water for hotter peppers. You let the plants get to where the leaves are wilting before you water them. Water them sufficiently to end the wilting, and let them wilt again. Apparently that worked really well on those cowhorns and they weren't even ripe yet!
One final note - my birthday is Saturday. I haven't thought a lot about it so far, but it's kinda weighing on my mind. I just can't believe I'm going to be 39. Again. LOL Seriously, I will be 47. FORTY-SEVEN!!!!! I don't want to dwell on it too much, some birthdays are worse than others. 30 was really hard for me for some reason. I remember thinking I'd be in my 20's forever, and 30 was just unbearably difficult. Cried for at least a week before. 40 was easy. Other than the early night and following hangover. 41 was brutal - thanks to the 3 day hangover (thanks Brian!)
I think we're going pretty low-key this year - I love going to a Mexican restaurant for my birthday, so we're going to La Vaquerita here in Carrollton. If any of you would like to join us, please feel free to do so - but let me know (or message my husband or my mom-in-law Clydie Cote or my son Steven if you want it to be a surprise) - not sure what time we'll be going, I'm guessing around 5pm.
Monday, July 27, 2015
Monday, June 1, 2015
Time is Flying!
Damn, why does time fly by so fast?! I mean, I'm glad when time flies at work, although it rarely does, but weekends, and time off, just goes by too damn quick! And my mother's visit to the states is almost over! She's been here just over a month, and goes back to England on Friday. I'm not ready for her to leave!
So here's the latest on me - had an echocardiogram back in early May due to family history of heart stuffs and I've been getting winded pretty easily and having some minor chest pains. Thankfully, the echo was normal, and the doctor doesn't feel any further heart tests are warranted just yet.
My blood work has changed somewhat since last done in February - cholesterol went back up a bit (206 now), and the triglycerides, while still high (251), they're down from where they were a few months ago. My sugar is still a little high (102 - high end of normal is 99), but the doctor isn't worried about that yet, even with family history on both sides.
The post-nasal drip has been off the chain lately, almost choking me, so she added Singulair to the Allegra that I was already taking, and believe it or not, 2 days in, and I can feel a difference in the drip. It's still there, but not nearly as bad.
Had my mammogram in April, and it took almost a month for them to get the films from the previous place I've had them done. They thought they saw something in one of the girls, so I had to go back last week and have more images made. More thanks, it was nothing and I have the all-clear to wait for a year til my next episode of flattening the girls.
***TMI WARNING***
For those of you who personally experience or know of someone that experiences ungodly heavy periods - there's something "new" out there that may help (well, not really new but it's never been mentioned to me before by my previous doctors). My doctor prescribed a medication called Lysteda - it was originally for bleeding ulcers, but is being used for menstrual bleeding, and also to help minimize bleeding during surgery. Anywho - it's one of those things that it either works or it doesn't (according to my doctor), and I must say - last cycle, after just ONE dose, I could tell a difference. She suggested I start with the maximum dose, then cut it back some, and based on my results I need the maximum dose. It doesn't help with cramping or all the other fun stuff that goes along with "the curse", but I can handle those (if you call curling up in the bed with the heating pad, crying, handling those). But I'm able to go to work and not have to run to the bathroom every single hour for 3 days straight.
***END TMI WARNING***
And now I think I have poison ivy. DAMMIT!!!!!! I don't handle itching very well at all. These spots started out as small red dots on my arm, 3 of them, then 2 of them developed small blisters, and now tonight the blisters are noticeably larger, and there's 2 more tiny dots. And OMG they itch like a Mo-fo!!!!! I think I'm going to soak them in some vinegar, and then go shower and see if I can find my hydrocortisone cream. This shit drives me NUTS!!!! I don't tolerate itching - AT ALL!!!
I hope you all had a happy Monday!
So here's the latest on me - had an echocardiogram back in early May due to family history of heart stuffs and I've been getting winded pretty easily and having some minor chest pains. Thankfully, the echo was normal, and the doctor doesn't feel any further heart tests are warranted just yet.
My blood work has changed somewhat since last done in February - cholesterol went back up a bit (206 now), and the triglycerides, while still high (251), they're down from where they were a few months ago. My sugar is still a little high (102 - high end of normal is 99), but the doctor isn't worried about that yet, even with family history on both sides.
The post-nasal drip has been off the chain lately, almost choking me, so she added Singulair to the Allegra that I was already taking, and believe it or not, 2 days in, and I can feel a difference in the drip. It's still there, but not nearly as bad.
Had my mammogram in April, and it took almost a month for them to get the films from the previous place I've had them done. They thought they saw something in one of the girls, so I had to go back last week and have more images made. More thanks, it was nothing and I have the all-clear to wait for a year til my next episode of flattening the girls.
***TMI WARNING***
For those of you who personally experience or know of someone that experiences ungodly heavy periods - there's something "new" out there that may help (well, not really new but it's never been mentioned to me before by my previous doctors). My doctor prescribed a medication called Lysteda - it was originally for bleeding ulcers, but is being used for menstrual bleeding, and also to help minimize bleeding during surgery. Anywho - it's one of those things that it either works or it doesn't (according to my doctor), and I must say - last cycle, after just ONE dose, I could tell a difference. She suggested I start with the maximum dose, then cut it back some, and based on my results I need the maximum dose. It doesn't help with cramping or all the other fun stuff that goes along with "the curse", but I can handle those (if you call curling up in the bed with the heating pad, crying, handling those). But I'm able to go to work and not have to run to the bathroom every single hour for 3 days straight.
***END TMI WARNING***
And now I think I have poison ivy. DAMMIT!!!!!! I don't handle itching very well at all. These spots started out as small red dots on my arm, 3 of them, then 2 of them developed small blisters, and now tonight the blisters are noticeably larger, and there's 2 more tiny dots. And OMG they itch like a Mo-fo!!!!! I think I'm going to soak them in some vinegar, and then go shower and see if I can find my hydrocortisone cream. This shit drives me NUTS!!!! I don't tolerate itching - AT ALL!!!
I hope you all had a happy Monday!
Saturday, May 16, 2015
Beer Can Burgers Recipe
I saw a recipe for these this morning, but when I went to make them tonight I couldn't find the post. So I improvised the best I could from memory, and these were AWESOME!!!
Beer Can Burgers
You’ll need:
Ground beef
Onion, chopped
Bell pepper (I used red, green & yellow), chopped
Fresh mushrooms, chopped
Bacon
cheese
Beer can or similarly sized glass
Season the ground beef as you normally would for regular burgers (I
used cayenne pepper, sea salt, ground pepper, and garlic powder), and make
thick patties. Sit patties on flat
surface and press beer can(or glass) into patty, making large indentation. Place cheese in indention and set patties
aside.
Take vegetables and saute for a few minutes in olive oil. Fill burger indentions with the vegetable
mixture, and wrap burgers with bacon slices (I used a toothpick to make sure
the bacon didn’t unwrap).
I grilled the burgers, started out with low direct heat, then moving
them to high indirect heat, until
they looked done all the way to the top of each burger.
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Ho Hum, It's Hump Day Again
Lot's of stuff going on in the news - the biggest thing is the "protests" (which have turned into riots in some instances) in Baltimore over a suspect dying in custody. I'm not going to get into the circumstances of everything, as I'm sure my opinion of things are likely very different than some of my readers, not saying my readers are wrong by any means, I just don't see the need. If you really don't know the Baltimore deal, Google "Freddie Gray". (I'm not sure of the correct spelling of his name, I've seen Freddy, and I've seen Grey. I'm sure it will pull up regardless of how you spell his name).
During these protests that turned violent, a mother saw her 16 year old son in the middle of throwing rocks and bricks at police, and she proceeded to snatch his ass home, after whooping up on him for the world to see. Some people think she was too violent with him - that mother did what she felt she had to do to get him home and get him safe. She didn't want him to become another statistic. Good for her.!
There's a stupid woman that decided, hours before she was to report to her new job at a daycare, that she would post publicly on Facebook that she hated working at daycares, and hated being around kids - and the daycare called her and rescinded the job offer! She's a single parent - WTF was she thinking to post something like that publicly? I totally understand that she may have taken the job because that's what she has experience in, and perhaps it's all she's qualified for. But really? Not real smart of her to post something like that publicly. And honestly, there's been plenty of times in the past that I've wanted to vent publicly about my previous job, but I never did, at least not where folks who didn't have direct knowledge of the situations would be able to figure out who or what I was talking about. I made some cryptic posts on Facebook about some people and/or situations there, and now when my Timehop comes up, I can't for the life of me remember most of the shit that I was bitching about! LOL Oh but I have fantasies about running into a certain someone and giving him a piece of my mind! (I would likely never do it, although it sure is fun fantasizing about it!)
My mom is back home! She got home Saturday, and Steven and I went with Michael to pick her up at the airport and spent the night with her. It was so good to see her! Hopefully she'll get to spend a weekend with us at the house before she goes back to England in June.
Time to watch Supernatural, then go to bed. Have a good one!
During these protests that turned violent, a mother saw her 16 year old son in the middle of throwing rocks and bricks at police, and she proceeded to snatch his ass home, after whooping up on him for the world to see. Some people think she was too violent with him - that mother did what she felt she had to do to get him home and get him safe. She didn't want him to become another statistic. Good for her.!
There's a stupid woman that decided, hours before she was to report to her new job at a daycare, that she would post publicly on Facebook that she hated working at daycares, and hated being around kids - and the daycare called her and rescinded the job offer! She's a single parent - WTF was she thinking to post something like that publicly? I totally understand that she may have taken the job because that's what she has experience in, and perhaps it's all she's qualified for. But really? Not real smart of her to post something like that publicly. And honestly, there's been plenty of times in the past that I've wanted to vent publicly about my previous job, but I never did, at least not where folks who didn't have direct knowledge of the situations would be able to figure out who or what I was talking about. I made some cryptic posts on Facebook about some people and/or situations there, and now when my Timehop comes up, I can't for the life of me remember most of the shit that I was bitching about! LOL Oh but I have fantasies about running into a certain someone and giving him a piece of my mind! (I would likely never do it, although it sure is fun fantasizing about it!)
My mom is back home! She got home Saturday, and Steven and I went with Michael to pick her up at the airport and spent the night with her. It was so good to see her! Hopefully she'll get to spend a weekend with us at the house before she goes back to England in June.
Time to watch Supernatural, then go to bed. Have a good one!
Monday, April 13, 2015
Spring has Sprung!
Saw my first hummingbird of the spring Sunday morning - it was trapped on our screened-in back porch, and I had to catch it to release it back outside. This one wasn't as difficult to catch as the one last year - I threw a pillow case over it and it got its beak stuck in the screen, and I was afraid to pull him off, that I'd squeeze his delicate little body too hard, so I got an empty flower pot and put over him and waited for him to get himself loose. Didn't take too long, either. I covered the open end of the pot with the pillow case, and he squeaked and squawked until I let him go outside the porch.
I caught a titmouse bird Saturday morning on the porch - Gabriel wanted that bird, BAD. I put the dogs outside but didn't latch the door, and Gabriel forced his way back in, so I made both the boys go inside the house with Clydie until I could catch the little bird. He was a little more difficult than the hummingbird, but I got him in the pillowcase and out the porch he went.
Clydie and I "ran the roads" Saturday, as she calls it. :-) We had things to do in town, and then more stuff to do when we got home. I am a weekend warrior - no rest for me, always something to do!
One of the things we did Saturday was put up a fence around our garden area to keep the pups out, and Clydie and I planted the garden on Sunday. Apparently our yard fence is not made in exact 8 foot sections, and I almost didn't have enough of the fencing to do it. We had tilled a spot in the back corner of the yard that was 3 fence sections by 2 fence sections. If it was 8 ft sections, it would have been 24' x 16', which would be 40 ft total. I bought 50' of fencing (this was the somewhat rigid plastic stuff, square grid pattern with the holes about 1/2" or so), and only had about 6" left over on one end, which I wrapped around a picket to make a door to hook to the fence so we will have access to inside the garden. But the important thing is the fence is up, and I don't think the boys will try to bust in for anything.
Clydie and I also got our rebar tower of flowers reassembled and planted Saturday:
Here's a pic of our garden we finished planting on Sunday:
When I got out of the shower Saturday night, Gabriel was sitting there and farted this really loud fart. I looked at him and said "Gabriel, you farted!" and I swear if he could talk, based on the look he gave me he said "yeah, I farted - so?" He's such a character sometimes!
I think I had a bunch more to add, but I'm stopping here. My brain is tired!
I caught a titmouse bird Saturday morning on the porch - Gabriel wanted that bird, BAD. I put the dogs outside but didn't latch the door, and Gabriel forced his way back in, so I made both the boys go inside the house with Clydie until I could catch the little bird. He was a little more difficult than the hummingbird, but I got him in the pillowcase and out the porch he went.
Clydie and I "ran the roads" Saturday, as she calls it. :-) We had things to do in town, and then more stuff to do when we got home. I am a weekend warrior - no rest for me, always something to do!
One of the things we did Saturday was put up a fence around our garden area to keep the pups out, and Clydie and I planted the garden on Sunday. Apparently our yard fence is not made in exact 8 foot sections, and I almost didn't have enough of the fencing to do it. We had tilled a spot in the back corner of the yard that was 3 fence sections by 2 fence sections. If it was 8 ft sections, it would have been 24' x 16', which would be 40 ft total. I bought 50' of fencing (this was the somewhat rigid plastic stuff, square grid pattern with the holes about 1/2" or so), and only had about 6" left over on one end, which I wrapped around a picket to make a door to hook to the fence so we will have access to inside the garden. But the important thing is the fence is up, and I don't think the boys will try to bust in for anything.
Clydie and I also got our rebar tower of flowers reassembled and planted Saturday:
Here's a pic of our garden we finished planting on Sunday:
And here's my dirty hands from digging in the dirt on Sunday:
When I got out of the shower Saturday night, Gabriel was sitting there and farted this really loud fart. I looked at him and said "Gabriel, you farted!" and I swear if he could talk, based on the look he gave me he said "yeah, I farted - so?" He's such a character sometimes!
I think I had a bunch more to add, but I'm stopping here. My brain is tired!
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Love Me When It's Hard
**I did not write this - I found this on another website**
Loving me is easy when life is good. When I'm cartwheeling through tulip fields, twirling in the sun, arms out, embracing the world, voice soaring in song. When I'm smiling a Cheshire cat smile, pulling you by the hand as we go down the rabbit hole on a madcap adventure Kerouac would have approved of. When I'm gazing at you in the moonlight, memorizing your face by the shadows it holds as the cicadas sing in the hot summer night. When I lean close to you and whisper my secrets into your ear unbidden, reading you the secret diary of my heart.
I love your love then, bask in it, relish it, but that's not when I need your love the most. I need it the most when my insecurities build a wall around me constructed of bricks of past hurts, disappointments and betrayals held together with mortar made of lies. When the world is too much for even me to bear, strong as I am, and I lie curled in your bed, a silent, shuddering mess of sobs, refusing to be soothed by anything except the dawn of a new day. When I lash out, cutting you with a tongue dripping in acid, not honey, punishing you for daring to love me, not in spite of my faults but because of them, because you recognize that they work in tandem with my loveliness to form the imperfect to the world but perfect for you person that is me.
When loving me is hard, that's when I need you to do it the most.
Loving me is easy when life is good. When I'm cartwheeling through tulip fields, twirling in the sun, arms out, embracing the world, voice soaring in song. When I'm smiling a Cheshire cat smile, pulling you by the hand as we go down the rabbit hole on a madcap adventure Kerouac would have approved of. When I'm gazing at you in the moonlight, memorizing your face by the shadows it holds as the cicadas sing in the hot summer night. When I lean close to you and whisper my secrets into your ear unbidden, reading you the secret diary of my heart.
I love your love then, bask in it, relish it, but that's not when I need your love the most. I need it the most when my insecurities build a wall around me constructed of bricks of past hurts, disappointments and betrayals held together with mortar made of lies. When the world is too much for even me to bear, strong as I am, and I lie curled in your bed, a silent, shuddering mess of sobs, refusing to be soothed by anything except the dawn of a new day. When I lash out, cutting you with a tongue dripping in acid, not honey, punishing you for daring to love me, not in spite of my faults but because of them, because you recognize that they work in tandem with my loveliness to form the imperfect to the world but perfect for you person that is me.
When loving me is hard, that's when I need you to do it the most.
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Aggravations and Enlightenments
I wrote the title of the blog the other day, and I'm sure I had a ton of stuff I wanted to write that had to do with the title, but I just didn't feel like putting the thoughts together and expending the energy to write it out. I'm leaving the title as is, maybe some of this will fit in one way or another. Here's some of the latest goings on at our household:
*I had that pesky tooth pulled the first week in March. I was too chicken to let them do it with Novocain alone, so they prescribed Ativan for me to take a couple hours before the appointment to help me relax. It was a higher dose of Ativan than I got several years ago for a different procedure - I got 2mg then, and I felt *great* and managed to embarrass the hell outta Michael a couple of times. I don't remember feeling bad later from it, I just got sleepy after I got home.
This time, I was prescribed 3mg. I didn't feel bad, but I didn't have the euphoric feeling that I had gotten before. And I got whiny when I got to the oral surgeon's office because they would not let Brian come back with me for the Novocain injections. All I wanted was to hold (well, squeeze the ever-loving Hell out of) his hand, then they could send him back to the waiting room while they pulled the tooth. They said the room was too small for him. They were LIARS, but I just didn't have it in me to call them on it. I got numbed up, and the tooth was out in about 5 minutes. They wheeled me out the back door and loaded me into the truck. I wanted a milk shake, and got my pain meds filled.
I finished the milk shake before we got home (having to eat it with a spoon instead of through a straw - no sucking after a tooth extraction lol), and went to bed. I woke up at some point and Clydie brought me a glass of water because I thought it would be a good idea to take a pain pill before my mouth finished "waking up". But, I didn't have the energy to get it, so I slept til around 10pm and then took a pill. And ate ramen for dinner. Shower time came around, and that probably wasn't a good idea. Before I finished my shower, I had to get out and lay on the cold tile floor. I came pretty damn close to passing out while I was in the shower - not a good feeling. I crawled into bed and crashed for the night. Back to work the next day and no problems since.
*I had other dental work done this week - and it was a very pleasant experience, at least as pleasant as dental work can be. The dentist is very skilled in giving Novocain injections that don't hurt much at all, and very quick with the drill. She also gives as little Novocain as possible so that you don't stay numb for hours. That's a little scary for me, as some of my teeth in the past have refused to get numb until I get home, after I've suffered through a procedure, but this week it worked out very well. I'm sure I was a funny sight eating zuppa Toscana (or whatever it's called - the potato/kale soup like Olive Garden makes) soup for dinner last night, trying to keep my lips closed so I didn't dribble soup everywhere. Brian laughed at me for trying to pucker up for a kiss. I'm sure my lips didn't pucker properly, and I'm honestly surprised someone didn't try to take photos of anything last night related to my numb face and lips.
*My blood pressure at the dentist office (yes they checked it before they started) was high - 144/90. Not good. I honestly didn't feel nervous, but apparently I was nervous enough for my blood pressure to be high. I checked it last night, once on the right and once on the left, and it wasn't any better - 140/89 & 139/89. And I checked it at the gym tonight, before I got on the treadmill - 138/78. My hands and feet have been swelling more in the last week or so as well. I guess I need to start checking it and logging it daily, and report it to the doctor when I go for my physical in a few weeks. I'm hoping this is a temporary thing due to stress from the dentist and PMS.
*The weather has been nice enough where we've started going to Hobbs on some evenings. It's a nice place to walk, and I can get in a little over 2 miles on the long trail we walk. I think next time we go, we're going to do the loop twice, and the strip to the lake and back once. That will give us about 3 miles. All I know is when we walked last night after dinner, I got the balance of my 10k steps in on my Fitbit.
*We are going to have one hell of a pepper patch this year - jalapenos, ghost, Carolina Reaper, tobacco, and I don't know what else. Carolina Reapers are hotter than ghost peppers - I can't wait to see Brian try them! I was brave enough to try the ghost peppers the last 2 years - the first year we grew them they weren't mature. Last year we had some of them mature, and I tried them. One that I tried was actually milder than some of the jalapenos we had grown. I was quite surprised, and somewhat disappointed (although I was glad my mouth wasn't on fire, although I can't say the same about my poor tummy at the time! LOL)
Well that's about all I got for tonight. Not so much about the blog title, but that's ok.
have a great evening, and a great weekend!
*I had that pesky tooth pulled the first week in March. I was too chicken to let them do it with Novocain alone, so they prescribed Ativan for me to take a couple hours before the appointment to help me relax. It was a higher dose of Ativan than I got several years ago for a different procedure - I got 2mg then, and I felt *great* and managed to embarrass the hell outta Michael a couple of times. I don't remember feeling bad later from it, I just got sleepy after I got home.
This time, I was prescribed 3mg. I didn't feel bad, but I didn't have the euphoric feeling that I had gotten before. And I got whiny when I got to the oral surgeon's office because they would not let Brian come back with me for the Novocain injections. All I wanted was to hold (well, squeeze the ever-loving Hell out of) his hand, then they could send him back to the waiting room while they pulled the tooth. They said the room was too small for him. They were LIARS, but I just didn't have it in me to call them on it. I got numbed up, and the tooth was out in about 5 minutes. They wheeled me out the back door and loaded me into the truck. I wanted a milk shake, and got my pain meds filled.
I finished the milk shake before we got home (having to eat it with a spoon instead of through a straw - no sucking after a tooth extraction lol), and went to bed. I woke up at some point and Clydie brought me a glass of water because I thought it would be a good idea to take a pain pill before my mouth finished "waking up". But, I didn't have the energy to get it, so I slept til around 10pm and then took a pill. And ate ramen for dinner. Shower time came around, and that probably wasn't a good idea. Before I finished my shower, I had to get out and lay on the cold tile floor. I came pretty damn close to passing out while I was in the shower - not a good feeling. I crawled into bed and crashed for the night. Back to work the next day and no problems since.
*I had other dental work done this week - and it was a very pleasant experience, at least as pleasant as dental work can be. The dentist is very skilled in giving Novocain injections that don't hurt much at all, and very quick with the drill. She also gives as little Novocain as possible so that you don't stay numb for hours. That's a little scary for me, as some of my teeth in the past have refused to get numb until I get home, after I've suffered through a procedure, but this week it worked out very well. I'm sure I was a funny sight eating zuppa Toscana (or whatever it's called - the potato/kale soup like Olive Garden makes) soup for dinner last night, trying to keep my lips closed so I didn't dribble soup everywhere. Brian laughed at me for trying to pucker up for a kiss. I'm sure my lips didn't pucker properly, and I'm honestly surprised someone didn't try to take photos of anything last night related to my numb face and lips.
*My blood pressure at the dentist office (yes they checked it before they started) was high - 144/90. Not good. I honestly didn't feel nervous, but apparently I was nervous enough for my blood pressure to be high. I checked it last night, once on the right and once on the left, and it wasn't any better - 140/89 & 139/89. And I checked it at the gym tonight, before I got on the treadmill - 138/78. My hands and feet have been swelling more in the last week or so as well. I guess I need to start checking it and logging it daily, and report it to the doctor when I go for my physical in a few weeks. I'm hoping this is a temporary thing due to stress from the dentist and PMS.
*The weather has been nice enough where we've started going to Hobbs on some evenings. It's a nice place to walk, and I can get in a little over 2 miles on the long trail we walk. I think next time we go, we're going to do the loop twice, and the strip to the lake and back once. That will give us about 3 miles. All I know is when we walked last night after dinner, I got the balance of my 10k steps in on my Fitbit.
*We are going to have one hell of a pepper patch this year - jalapenos, ghost, Carolina Reaper, tobacco, and I don't know what else. Carolina Reapers are hotter than ghost peppers - I can't wait to see Brian try them! I was brave enough to try the ghost peppers the last 2 years - the first year we grew them they weren't mature. Last year we had some of them mature, and I tried them. One that I tried was actually milder than some of the jalapenos we had grown. I was quite surprised, and somewhat disappointed (although I was glad my mouth wasn't on fire, although I can't say the same about my poor tummy at the time! LOL)
Well that's about all I got for tonight. Not so much about the blog title, but that's ok.
have a great evening, and a great weekend!
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