Surgery Sucks!

But at least it's over.

I had my adenoidectomy

this morning and was home before lunch. Eran and Karen were there with me the whole time. Not going back to work till 2006 though!!! That's a fun thought. I did check my email, just to see what was there. And my "boss" who is not really my boss but who thinks she is (and everybody else's too) sent me emails - how annoying!

I was such a "chatty Kathy" when I came out of anesthesia. I don't even know what I was blathering on about. But I just felt I had a lot to say despite the sore throat. So I wouldn't shut up. Karen says that my voice is different and she noticed it immediately - like after 2 sentences. So, I'm thinking either she is supremely observant (and that may be the case because of her nursing profession) or the difference is VERY obvious. Eran didn't mention it, he just said something about me talking quieter now. And that may have something to do with the fact that we didn't speak Hebrew to each other all morning and him hearing me talk in English is a little strange to his ear anyway.

At least I get to take the happy pills over New Years, but no alcohol - shucky-darn :) [yes, I went there-laugh at it and move on]. The last time I had any alcohol was at my Office Party 2 weeks ago. And before that I can't remember the last time I had anything stronger than coffee to drink. So I over-indulged at the office party just a wee bit (ok-alot, we had an open bar - wouldn't you? I was still full from my lunch at the Hyatt so all I had to eat was a slice of decadent chocolate mousse cake. But I was one of MANY who over-imbibed, seems like part of the territory). Mom was still in the hospital (the initial visit) fresh after her surgery and I convinced someone to drive me from downtown to the medical center - mostly because I didn't want to wait for a bus downtown after dark. I was hung-over on Friday or maybe even still drunk (who has office parties on a Thursday anyway?) but I dragged myself into work, one of the many who were dragging that day. Then I was really sick, dehydrated mostly, on Saturday.

More about my current recovery to come in the next installments...

You know you're a parent when ...

Here's the first installment of clues to when you know you're a parent - in no particular order
1. You wave bye-bye to the water when you flush the toilet
2. You can clean a runny nose without getting disgusted
3. You understand gestures and grunts as real requests
4. A kiss and hug from you makes any injury "All better"
5. You wake up in the middle of the night or watch your child sleep just to make sure they're still breathing

Things are going to get worse before they get better

So my Mom spent the day in the hospital by herself mostly - Dad went there in the early evening, but maybe she'll get some rest this way without people calling (literally calling on the phone and at the door) all day long. It sucks that Eran and Jonathan and myself are all nursing some stages of a cold. Yoni has a runny nose and cough and there was no way I was going to the hospital with me around all those germs.

Eran is planning a trip to Israel. He waited till after my recovery time after my surgery (where they are undoubtably going to pull part of my brain out through my nose) As I told Sam, Mom's resident alien lives in the bump on the top of her head, Sam's has the monkey on his back, and mine is the huge adenoid mass at the back of my pharonasal passages. To each his own...I go for surgery on Dec 29th. Couldn't they use a less threatening word?

On a somewhat positive note, Jonathan will be starting a new school come Jan 2 (if I can get the paperwork for all the electronic transfers and such in on time) He will be at the JCC - right across the bridge and 2 major thouroghfares from us. It's good that he will be closer, but the cost is crazy. We are only paying half and it costing us more than the place he has been up until now. And we will be responsible for sending Kosher meals and snacks, whereas he has been being fed by State funded programs. Guess he's too old to get back on WIC and I probably make too much money as it is.

So there you go...

43 Things

What would you do with your life if money were no object.

This is the question that I was asked, that fueled a co-worker to direct me to this website. It's pretty intense if you look at it with the right frame of mind. I am "tigerlady" on yet another .com I am trying to keep up with ... check it out at
www.43things.com

Let me know if you decide to sign up too, we can cheer each other on and make suggestions.

Early, early, early and it gets wormy

Today was a good day. Yesterday, I went to sleep EARLY and got to work early and left early (12 Noon). At work one of the VPs came by my space asking about the progress of some of the current wells. Another VP called me directly from his home to ask about specific things in thre reports. I was proud of the fact that I could answer them both with some measure of clarity even though I didn't really thin I knew what I was talking about. But I did, and it was kinda scary there for a minute. Then I was very proud of myself for actually being able to help them when there were very few others there because of the holiday.

A Trip To Israel

So, we booked a flight for Mr. Eran yesterday to go to Israel to surprise his family. More about this after I go pick up Mr J. and drop off some paltry presents for his "teachers"

New Blogspot - Trial and Error

This is a new adventure for keeping up with what's going on in the lives of Brenda, Eran and Jonathan (Yoni) Namer