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Wednesday, 04 November 2009

  • Clustered and Flustered

    I had another title in mind, but it wasn't PG. Accurate, though. Same first word, replace the rest with another F word. That just about sums up my day so far. There are not enough chocolate bars in the world for days like this.

    Mark was diagnosed with cluster headaches just about a week ago, after we spent several hours in the ER. While we were there, he was seen by an amazing doctor who took great care of him. He was advised to make an appointment with his primary physician, given a day's worth of vicodin, and we went home.
    We called first thing the next morning to make an appointment. It would seem to me that there would be a slot or two left open every day, just in case someone really needed to get in. Nope, evidently not. An appointment was scheduled for the following day. His doctor talked to him for a moment, decided that it might not be cluster headaches (because they are rare), gave him a new prescription for a mild pain killer. The pain medication the doctor originally wanted to prescribe wasn't doing anything for him at all. So the doctor asked if Tylenol was working. Obviously not, it we had to go to the hospital because of the pain.

    I understand that doctors don't want to hand out pain killers, but there comes a point when maybe people need something a little bit stronger.

    Right now, Mark is in the bedroom. He had another attack last night. He came into bed after work and just lay there, sobbing because of the pain. He would get up, walk around, kneel and bang his head against the floor, and then just curl up there, in too much pain to move. The medication he has wasn't touching it. Meanwhile, Becca woke up, and seeing Mark like that was really upsetting her, so we went out to watch some cartoons. I'm torn between taking care of her and taking care of my husband, trying to find a way to do both. I have never felt so completely helpless.

    Cluster headaches come and go, with most people going through spells that last a few days to a month or more, and then some time more or less in remission. Mark's last bad spell like this was when we had first gotten together. It lasted almost two weeks, and he could barely get out of bed. I don't remember that one being this bad, and I'm worried that they will happen more often now. He missed work most of last week, and we're still struggling to play make up for the loss of income. And it just sucks-- really, really bad-- to see him in that much pain and not be able to do anything to help him. I realize that this is just going to be a part of our lives, but when coupled with the fibromyalgia he already deals with (and my anxiety disorder), it's easy to feel very overwhelmed. I'm trying my best to keep a positive outlook, not let this affect Becca, but it's hard. All I want to do is curl up and cry. It's not helping that I was up late last night with work, and only got a couple hours of sleep before he woke me up this morning.

    There's no one to call and discuss this with. My family is less than sympathetic to Mark's health concerns (I mentioned to my sister that Mark missed some work due to the headaches, and she told me that our other sister could work with bad headaches, so he should be able to as well.) His mom is very sympathetic to him, which is nice, but she only sees it from the perspective of someone else who deals with pain (she has fibro too). There's no one who gets what it is like to sit here, suffering silently, while your loved one is in agony. That's hard, too. And I would love it if someone thought enough to ask "So, hey, how are you holding up?" I would of course give the required response of, "I'm holding up okay," because trying to explain, and give a truthful answer of "Life sucks, and I just want this to be over with." would actually lead to me sobbing myself, and I just don't have the time or energy for that right now.

    I really needed to unload all of that. Thank you to those who managed to get through it all- it's not exactly light reading I guess.

    In more positive news, we're going tomorrow to see the Imagination Movers live in Syracuse. All I have to do is get through today, and (hopefully) tomorrow will be better. We might even try to find our way to Chuck E. Cheese's after the show for dinner.

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

  • Two


    My little girl turned two yesterday.

    It's hard to believe that it was just two short years ago that we were still hanging around in the hospital, marveling over our tiny creation. She is not so tiny anymore, but she is still pretty marvelous.

    She has grown and changed so much in the past year. She can now talk in sentences, and knows hundreds of words. She also knows a dozen or so signs, that she pulls out for a few words she can't pronounce quiet yet. She is constantly surprising us with her vocabulary. The other day, she put on her new tutu (a birthday gift), and came up to me saying something that began with an M, and and an R (or maybe a Y) in there somewhere. After a few failed attempts at interpretation, I asked her to show me. Into the bedroom we went. She wanted to look at herself in the mirror.

    One of Becca's favorite things to do (other than run around the house screaming like a crazy person) is to sing. There hasn't been a meal in the past several months that hasn't included at least a couple songs from her. A few we recognize; the rest are her own creations.

    We celebrated on Sunday, having all of our family members from both sides over for lunch (Hot dogs, of course..) and cake and ice cream. I decorated the cake myself. Becca was a little unsure to begin with, but once she got used to everyone being there, and opening the gifts, she had a great time.

    Her actual birthday (yesterday) was not as much fun. We had to wake her up to head out to Walmart so that I could get a new laptop power cord (mine had finally died the night before). Mark had a migraine, so while I worked to make up the cost of the cord, he had his mom over to watch Becca. I made banana pancakes for lunch (Becca's pick) and then Mark went back into the bedroom and rested.

    Mark's mom is really great with Becca, and they had a great time playing. I always feel bad that I don't have more time to play with her, so I love it when someone else is willing to come over to play for a while.

    After Mark's mom left, and after we had dinner, I put Becca down for a nap. She had managed to sneak out of it earlier. Mark headed off to work, and I curled up with a good book. An hour later, the front door opened, and then the bedroom door. Mark walked in, and asked me to take him to the hospital. The migraine was back full-force, and he needed something that would actually get rid of the pain.

    So, I woke up Becca, and off we went. Even though the waiting room was full, they got us in fairly quickly. Mark was given pain meds, and then we waited.

    Toddlers and small rooms (loaded with fun-looking medical equipment) don't mix. Waits longer than a few minutes and toddlers don't mix. Even though I had brought a toy, some books, paper and pens, and juice, the two hours in the hospital were painfully long for Becca. She was tired. She was not interested in her books, thank you. She was only a little interested in her toy. She wanted to play with all of the cool new toys in the room. She wanted to inspect daddy's IV. She wanted to pull the curtains, run around, and have a great time.

    We settled for sitting with Daddy and watching cartoons or leading me around the room for a while. She was very happy to leave. Mark and I had been joking that she was now 2 for 3 on birthdays spent in the hospital (counting the day she was born). Mark is supposed to stay home today, so we'll be able to make up for some of it. He'll play with her while I work to make up the time he's taken off. He'll be able to play with her. And I think later, we're renting Monsters vs. Aliens.   

Friday, 16 October 2009

  • Working at Home

    I've noticed a lot of posts lately mentioning taking surveys and doing other small tasks online to earn money. So, I thought I'd pop over here with a few ideas.

    Paid surveys and whatnot are great, but there are much better ways to make money online. I know, because I work part time, and (when Becca isn't doing the psycho toddler thing) I make more an hour than Mark does ($20-$30). I write online for a few different places, and they're all accepting writers right now, so...

    eHow- No application process. You just sign up, write, submit, and then collect residual payments. I have 18 articles on there, and I've made somewhere around $50 so far. It's all based on how many people click on the ads connected to your articles. Not a great payer, but you can put up some articles, and earn a little every month without doing anything else. It also gives you a place to showcase your writing, important for getting other writing positions. The nice thing about this site is that you can write about whatever you want, as long as you are careful about duplicate content.

    Associated Content- I don't think there is an application process, but I could be wrong. A lot of people start off here, though. They pay $2-$3 an article, plus revenue. Which really sucks, but you'll get some published clips for applying to other sites.

    Textbroker- Almost always hiring. Pay is based on your quality rating, but normally about $5.00 for 300-500 words. Pretty easy to get into, you just need to send them a few samples of your writing through their application page.

    WiseGEEK- Also currently accepting, but they're hard to get in with. They're very picky about writing styles. Pay is $10 for a 400-500 word article.

    Demand Studios- This is my big one right now.They own eHow, so you really want some quality articles on there before applying. You also want to put together a writer's resume. You're all bloggers, and have been for a while, so you can use that, along with any other writing experience you might have. Pay is $15 for a 500-ish word article. They're also kinda picky about style, and the editors are a pain, but it's worth it, just for the pay. If you get rejected the first time (a lot of people do), just fix up your resume, post a few more eHow or Associated Content articles, and try again in a few weeks. They pay tuesdays and fridays by PayPal. There are always thousands of articles available (you pick from what they have listed) and most articles take less than an hour to research and write, once you figure out what you're doing. I do most of my work here, when I'm not working for private clients.

    Especially with Christmas coming, this might be a quicker way to earn some money than the surveys. No free Zunes, but you will probably make up the difference with the increase in pay. With any of these sites, a Google search will pull them up pretty quickly.

    In other news... Snow.
         

    This is what I woke up to this morning. Lovely, lovely, New York weather.. It's supposed to be back up in the mid-60s in a few days. I'm just hoping Becca gets up in time to play a bit. :)


Monday, 21 September 2009

  • First Bath

    I loved our old apartment. Huge windows, carpeting, big kitchen... But I absolutely hated the bathroom. It was small, and there was no bath; only a shower stall. Which was fine, when we first moved in. But by the time I was in my last trimester with Becca, I wanted a bath. Badly. But we had a massaging shower head, so I got over it.

    When Becca was born, we used her infant tub (with sling) for the first few months. Then we continued to use it, without the sling, up until a few days ago. We would just set the little tub into the shower, fill it up, and give her a bath that way. She still fit, technically, but there wasn't room to play. And she would take showers with me (more like intrude when I was already in the shower), but they weren't much fun.

    One of the first things I fell in love with in this apartment was the bathrooms. There are three, two of which have actual bathtubs. Ever since we decided to move down here, there has been a lot of talk about Becca's first bath. Her first real bath.

    We moved all weekend, and finally got our bed downstairs. We went out last night for a few groceries and dinner (all of my kitchen stuff is not down here, just yet), then came home and started filling up the tub. I poured in the bubble bath; Mark helped Becca take off her clothes and diaper. Becca watched in fascination as the bubbles formed. She had never had a bubble bath before.. No point in a tiny tub.

    I picked her up, and set her down in the water. She sat there a second, assessing the situation. And then she went nuts. Kicking her feet, squealing, splashing around. At one point, she stuck her face into a big pile of bubbles, then sat up, sputtering. She then realized that she could put bubbles on us, so Mark and I had to take turns sticking our faces out for her to smear.

    I took a few pictures, and some video, of her playing around. I'll post it as soon as I get my computer wires downstairs.

    In other news, I tried my first sip of beer the other night. Mark decided that he is old enough to be responsible about drinking, and one every once in a while would be okay (he got a little wild when he was younger, and drank a LOT), so we picked him up a six-pack of flavored beer. I tried a little sip, and ewwww. It was supposed to be pumpkin flavored, and it did not taste like pumpkin. It was just gross.

    A friend of mine suggested trying again sometime with a lighter, sweeter beer. We'll see. Usually if something is an acquired taste, and it's not good for me anyhow, I just pass. I prefer wine and mixed drinks, anyhow. And the Mike's Pomegranate Lemonade. Yum.

Wednesday, 16 September 2009

  • Just Checking In..

    Yeah...

    I haven't been around. At all. In several months. Sorry about that. I have been reading my subscription digest every morning, though.

    I just wanted to stop in and say "hi." I would like to say that I haven't been blogging here as much because I have been blogging on my personal site, but I haven't really been blogging there, either. Work is going really well, though, even if it is taking up all of my free time. I have several private clients (another check off on the 101 in 1001 list), and they keep me busy!

    Becca is almost two. She is growing so fast, especially her arms, I think. She can reach stuff that it should not be physically possible for her to reach, and it is kinda driving me crazy. She can tell us what she wants now, most of the time, and she has become a little person. It's just amazing.

    We are moving down two floors to a larger apartment. We are currently on the third floor, and we're soon going to be on the first. Bringing groceries into the house will be so much more pleasant. We finished painting the new living room today, and tomorrow we start really hauling stuff down the stairs. The new place has a dishwasher, fireplace (Score!!) and a washer and dryer. Which I just about flipped over. No more laundromat! No more washing clothes in the sink! I seriously haven't had a washer in dryer in years. My mom's dryer died when I was like 10, and she never replaced it, and I haven't been in a home that has had both since then. So freaking excited right now, let me tell you...

    I'm going to try to get over here to post more often than once every 3-4 months. Really. I've missed everyone over here...

    Time to get started with work for the day. I'll try to get back over here soon.

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