A quick post, because, Holy Moly! It's been almost a month. (BTW, Rebecca, you never blog anymore).
Bertie is a lot of fun lately. I'm really enjoying being a stay at home mommy. He is funny. And I love watching him learn.
My sister and I have been doing a youtube 30 days of yoga challenge. We're almost halfway through, and we're both really liking it.
Speaking of my sister: she's getting married! No date yet, but sometime next fall.
My mom is coming in tonight!
The end!
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Saturday, July 25, 2015
Stoke. Angioplasty. Party.
Stroke.
16 July 2015, in the evening. Grandma (Aaron's grandma) was at home, and suddenly got very dizzy. So much so that she couldn't stand, or walk, and started throwing up. We (all the family) were concerned, but assumed it was an inner ear issue (Aaron thought it might be the flu).
I went to work Friday morning, and got a call from Sophie (Aaron's cousin) that the ambulance had come and taken Grandma to Good Sam. Janet (my MiL) was watching Bertie (as she does whenever I go to work), but left him with my FiL. Not knowing what was going on, or if things were dire, I left work and went to the ER. Aaron met me there, and Sophie met us as well, with Bertie in tow. Bertie was tired, so after a bit, I took him home. Aaron stayed all day, except to come home and pick up lunch. Through a CT scan and MRI, they were able to see that she'd had a stroke (a clot). It was small and in the back, center of her head. (None of us knew that severe and sudden dizziness was a sign of a stroke. It's not on mentioned in FAST). She was admitted and treatment began. She was still funny though. She said "See? And you thought it was all in my head. And you were right!" She was really thirsty but was NPO until she could be evaluated for swallowing (which anyone could tell wasn't an issue). But day 3 she was doing much better. She was eating like normal, walking around, and back to her old self.
On Wednesday she was moved to the Mission Oaks Good Sam campus for rehab. This is a better set up than the hospital. Much quieter, no shared rooms, better sleep, and no age restrictions on visitors. (So Bertram and the other great-grand kids can visit. The hospital is 13+ only). She does three therapy sessions a day OT, PT, and sometimes ST. She's doing really well. If I didn't know she'd had a stroke, I'd never have guessed. Which is amazing and a huge blessing. We need our 91 year old matriarch. She's slated to come home on Tuesday.
Angioplasty.
22 July 2015, early in the morning. My dad went into Good Sam to have his 2nd angioplasty procedure. After his heart attack, he had one. At that time they were only able to clear one artery and left the "widow maker" blocked. (I should mention that my dad is the type that should not have a heart attack. He's always treated his body well, maintained a healthy weight, and before Crohns was an issue; he was, in general, in good health). A few weeks back, his cardiologist, Dr Kao, suggested they try a second angioplasty to see if the blockage could be removed. The previous procedure used a vein in the wrist, this one would be done in the groin (femoral artery). I was nervous, because I know the femoral artery is more risky, and it is messing with the heart. I took the day off work, and picked him up at 5.45am. They took him back fairly soon, and told me it would be a couple hours. I sat in the waiting room for a while, and then went to a walk. I checked in after a couple hours, they said it was going fine, but they'd started a little late. I waited, worked on my crossword puzzles. A little after 3 hours, I checked again. They said everything was fine, it was just taking longer than usual. I was starting to get very anxious at that point. I think around 3.5 hours the nurse came and said he was in recovery, everything went well, and Dr Kao would be out to talk to me soon. He told me everything went well. They tried to go after the clot the back way, but were unable, and had to back out, and go the front way. Because of this, they had to open the femoral artery in the left and right legs. There were actually two clots (blocked 99%), but he was able to clear both, and put in 2 stents in one blockage, and one in the other. He checked the original stent, which was still doing its job. His heart should be good to go for a while. He was feeling ok after the procedure, except he couldn't pee. So he ended up needing to be catheterized. He stayed in the hospital for 24 hours after the procedure and then I drove him home. He has a follow up with Dr Kao later this week.
Party.
26 July 2015, today. Sophie threw Janet a tea party for her 70th birthday. I was kind of surprised she went ahead with the party (due to grandma's stroke), but the show must go on. I went over yesterday to help with set up a little, mainly I watched Sophie's two little ones (and Bertie) while she and her hubby picked up tables. I made cucumber tea sandwiches, and sugar cookies.
16 July 2015, in the evening. Grandma (Aaron's grandma) was at home, and suddenly got very dizzy. So much so that she couldn't stand, or walk, and started throwing up. We (all the family) were concerned, but assumed it was an inner ear issue (Aaron thought it might be the flu).
I went to work Friday morning, and got a call from Sophie (Aaron's cousin) that the ambulance had come and taken Grandma to Good Sam. Janet (my MiL) was watching Bertie (as she does whenever I go to work), but left him with my FiL. Not knowing what was going on, or if things were dire, I left work and went to the ER. Aaron met me there, and Sophie met us as well, with Bertie in tow. Bertie was tired, so after a bit, I took him home. Aaron stayed all day, except to come home and pick up lunch. Through a CT scan and MRI, they were able to see that she'd had a stroke (a clot). It was small and in the back, center of her head. (None of us knew that severe and sudden dizziness was a sign of a stroke. It's not on mentioned in FAST). She was admitted and treatment began. She was still funny though. She said "See? And you thought it was all in my head. And you were right!" She was really thirsty but was NPO until she could be evaluated for swallowing (which anyone could tell wasn't an issue). But day 3 she was doing much better. She was eating like normal, walking around, and back to her old self.
On Wednesday she was moved to the Mission Oaks Good Sam campus for rehab. This is a better set up than the hospital. Much quieter, no shared rooms, better sleep, and no age restrictions on visitors. (So Bertram and the other great-grand kids can visit. The hospital is 13+ only). She does three therapy sessions a day OT, PT, and sometimes ST. She's doing really well. If I didn't know she'd had a stroke, I'd never have guessed. Which is amazing and a huge blessing. We need our 91 year old matriarch. She's slated to come home on Tuesday.
Angioplasty.
22 July 2015, early in the morning. My dad went into Good Sam to have his 2nd angioplasty procedure. After his heart attack, he had one. At that time they were only able to clear one artery and left the "widow maker" blocked. (I should mention that my dad is the type that should not have a heart attack. He's always treated his body well, maintained a healthy weight, and before Crohns was an issue; he was, in general, in good health). A few weeks back, his cardiologist, Dr Kao, suggested they try a second angioplasty to see if the blockage could be removed. The previous procedure used a vein in the wrist, this one would be done in the groin (femoral artery). I was nervous, because I know the femoral artery is more risky, and it is messing with the heart. I took the day off work, and picked him up at 5.45am. They took him back fairly soon, and told me it would be a couple hours. I sat in the waiting room for a while, and then went to a walk. I checked in after a couple hours, they said it was going fine, but they'd started a little late. I waited, worked on my crossword puzzles. A little after 3 hours, I checked again. They said everything was fine, it was just taking longer than usual. I was starting to get very anxious at that point. I think around 3.5 hours the nurse came and said he was in recovery, everything went well, and Dr Kao would be out to talk to me soon. He told me everything went well. They tried to go after the clot the back way, but were unable, and had to back out, and go the front way. Because of this, they had to open the femoral artery in the left and right legs. There were actually two clots (blocked 99%), but he was able to clear both, and put in 2 stents in one blockage, and one in the other. He checked the original stent, which was still doing its job. His heart should be good to go for a while. He was feeling ok after the procedure, except he couldn't pee. So he ended up needing to be catheterized. He stayed in the hospital for 24 hours after the procedure and then I drove him home. He has a follow up with Dr Kao later this week.
Party.
26 July 2015, today. Sophie threw Janet a tea party for her 70th birthday. I was kind of surprised she went ahead with the party (due to grandma's stroke), but the show must go on. I went over yesterday to help with set up a little, mainly I watched Sophie's two little ones (and Bertie) while she and her hubby picked up tables. I made cucumber tea sandwiches, and sugar cookies.
Everything was beautiful. The food was good, people had fun. Well, except Bertie. He was really tired, and refused to nap in someone else's crib. We left before a lot of the guests, though not appreciably early. Baby fell asleep after 4 minutes in the car.
Thursday, July 16, 2015
Dreams
Two nights ago, I dreamed of the farm. It was the last day there, the last morning there. The sun hadn't yet risen, and the house was mostly empty. There was an empty china hutch in the dining room, and one chair in the kitchen (Nanny was sitting there). And there was a small candy rack (like in a grocery store), with three boxes of candy (like Hot Tamales, and Mike and Ikes); one for me and one for each of my sisters. And there was some money taped to each box. A gift from my departed grandpa.
Last night I dreamed of the farm. Nanny had hired a lawn-mowing airplane. And it would come really close to the house (scarily close).
Wednesday I over slept. Bertie woke up a lot that night. And I hit the snooze too many times, and woke up at 6. I usually leave at 6, so I did a lot of running around. But Bertie took a good nap, so I got to nap too.
And last night Bertram slept all night! It's been months since that happen. He slept 8p-8a! Woo hoo! He was just a wonderful happy boy today. Like the kind of perfect mommy day. He played, we ran errands, I got stuff done, and made dinner. And we had a nice day.
I found out my dad is going to have another angiogram on Wednesday. I'm very nervous. They'll be going through the groin this time, and taking a round-about way to get to the blockage.
Last night I dreamed of the farm. Nanny had hired a lawn-mowing airplane. And it would come really close to the house (scarily close).
Wednesday I over slept. Bertie woke up a lot that night. And I hit the snooze too many times, and woke up at 6. I usually leave at 6, so I did a lot of running around. But Bertie took a good nap, so I got to nap too.
And last night Bertram slept all night! It's been months since that happen. He slept 8p-8a! Woo hoo! He was just a wonderful happy boy today. Like the kind of perfect mommy day. He played, we ran errands, I got stuff done, and made dinner. And we had a nice day.
I found out my dad is going to have another angiogram on Wednesday. I'm very nervous. They'll be going through the groin this time, and taking a round-about way to get to the blockage.
Friday, July 3, 2015
A good couple of days
The past two days have been really good.
As you can see, it was fine. But certainly not magically. And while helping him on the slide, I socked him in the eye with my ring. After we played there for a bit, we walked around. It was a big park, and they were setting up for 4th of July festivities. At the far end of the park, we found it: the Magical Bridge.
We got dressed, Bertie had a little nurse, and then headed back. We got some McDonald's (ice cream and soda). We got behind a car whose roof carrier was open. They were losing clothes, towels and pillows. So we got close enough to honk, and flash the lights and wave. Eventually they got it. But I was bummed they lost a bunch of their stuff. Bertie slept for a while. We stopped at a fruit stand, not knowing it was one of the lamer ones (oh well). Later, we stopped in Tracey for gas (and got 31.4 mpg!) We only hit a little traffic on the way home. And we saw license plates from 16 different states!
We had a quick dinner, and took the dogs for a walk. I wish we could have bathed Bertram, but he was too tired. It's getting late, and I'm tired. Fortunately, there haven't been many fireworks tonight. (We medicated Yoie, so she is calm and sleeping).
Yesterday I decided Bertie and I were going to have an adventure. I needed to go to Ikea to get clothes pins (they have the best and cheapest ones). I looked up parks in Palo Alto, and parks with water features in Sunnyvale. It was still fairly early when we left (before 10), so I thought maybe we could hit the water feature on the way back. But I read about this cool park in Palo Alto called the Magical Bridge. We drove over there. And I was disappointed.
As you can see, it was fine. But certainly not magically. And while helping him on the slide, I socked him in the eye with my ring. After we played there for a bit, we walked around. It was a big park, and they were setting up for 4th of July festivities. At the far end of the park, we found it: the Magical Bridge.
Slides, swings, spinning things, a little kid area, it was great! Bertie took a tumble and bumped his head (on one of the few un-padded surfaces). But he recovered quickly. He loved the slides! Two of the three are in the picture above. The other one was made of a bunch of rollers. He thought they were all fun. And he went down the blue one by himself! (That was the fastest slide). We had so much fun. He probably could have played longer, but I was sweaty.
You can see where I hit his right eye, and if you look close you can see the bump on his left forehead.
We continued on to Ikea. We got lunch: Swedish meatballs. And then Bertie fell asleep. I got my clothes pins (and nothing else (a first!)). I was able to transfer him to the car and have him stay asleep. I was going to take him to the water feature park on the way home, but opted not to wake him. We drove back, and went to the grocery store. At the grocery store, he pulled a jar off the shelf when I wasn't looking, and broke it.
I made burgers, with corn and watermelon for dinner. We had a nice night.
Today Aaron had the day off, so we decided to go to the boy scout camp for the day. I could not wake up, so we left around 7:30, instead of 7. We didn't hit any traffic (amazingly). Bertie did pretty well. I sat in the back with him off and on. He napped on the way up. We got to camp without incident. Met up with a lot of people from the year Aaron worked up there. We also had lunch there.
Now we always have to take a picture with the sign.
We stayed about two hours, and then drove up the road a little further to Pinecrest Lake. It was really crowded. But we lucked upon a good parking spot. Bertie and I changed (Aaron didn't think to bring a suit). It was hot there, and the water was chilly, but we got in and waded around for a while.
We got dressed, Bertie had a little nurse, and then headed back. We got some McDonald's (ice cream and soda). We got behind a car whose roof carrier was open. They were losing clothes, towels and pillows. So we got close enough to honk, and flash the lights and wave. Eventually they got it. But I was bummed they lost a bunch of their stuff. Bertie slept for a while. We stopped at a fruit stand, not knowing it was one of the lamer ones (oh well). Later, we stopped in Tracey for gas (and got 31.4 mpg!) We only hit a little traffic on the way home. And we saw license plates from 16 different states!
We had a quick dinner, and took the dogs for a walk. I wish we could have bathed Bertram, but he was too tired. It's getting late, and I'm tired. Fortunately, there haven't been many fireworks tonight. (We medicated Yoie, so she is calm and sleeping).
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Stream of conciousness
Bertie was sick with a high fever for a week. We went to the doctor a total of three times in that week. Had 3 weigh-ins, 3 rectal temperatures, 2 blood draws, 1 nasal culture, 1 chest x-ray and countless doses of Tylenol, Advil, nurse and snuggles. We were really just getting in the swing of weaning, then sickness. Bertie lost .75 lbs in the week he was sick. It was hard on me, and Aaron (and everyone else), and stressful to have a sick kid. I mean, 105+ fevers for a week? Yikes. But, here we are, a week later, and he's almost himself again. Still not quite eating as much as usual, and still more tired, but the fever is gone.
Bertram took his first step yesterday. He was helping me close the dishwasher, just one step.
Aaron might have to strike on Tuesday. The county is not playing fair. The managers' union got an 8% raise, the county actually has money, and Kaiser lowered their premiums. The union wants a 5% raise (it has had to forgo cost of living raises for the past 5 years) and no changes to health care. The offer the county had was a 1.5% raise, and 2% of your salary pays for health care, which equals a .5% decrease in pay. And the county wanted to be able to change health care systems and rates with a 30 day notice. (Uh, no.) If they don't have a better offer by Tuesday, the 9000 member union will strike.
I was asked to start working three days a week again. I like working less, but more money is always nice.
I had been doing well with eating right, and exercising, until the sickness. Hopefully next week I'll get back on the horse.
We were able to get out to dinner for our 10th anniversary on Tuesday. Just a nice dinner downtown. I'd like to do an overnight at some point. Maybe when my mom comes to visit.
I only cooked twice this week, but I made two good dinners, both vegan. I did a tofu and veggie stir-fry (with no-calorie yam flour noodles) and summer rolls (with rice noodles, cucumber, bell pepper, carrot and cilantro). with peanut sauce. We're trying to eat a more plant based diet. I bought some Kale, though I'm pretty sure neither of us like kale. I'm not sure how I'll cook it, maybe sauteed with olive oil and garlic.
The supreme court legalized gay marriage for the whole country this week. This means that Pride weekend (this weekend) will be awesome, and church tomorrow, will likely be awful. Since I'm so on the fence with church lately, I decided to stay home. I love Love.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
A break
And just as I was about to blog, he wakes up.
My once happy, mischievous baby has been replaced with a constantly clingy and feverish one. Oh, how I miss the happy baby.
This is day 5 of whatever plague this is. I only know it's not an ear infection. Aside from that, I'm in the dark. But his high fevers (106+) are scaring me. And I think we're single-handedly keeping baby Tylenol and Advil in business.
On the plus side, I was able to bathe him today, in between fever spikes.
Now to attend to fussy.
My once happy, mischievous baby has been replaced with a constantly clingy and feverish one. Oh, how I miss the happy baby.
This is day 5 of whatever plague this is. I only know it's not an ear infection. Aside from that, I'm in the dark. But his high fevers (106+) are scaring me. And I think we're single-handedly keeping baby Tylenol and Advil in business.
On the plus side, I was able to bathe him today, in between fever spikes.
Now to attend to fussy.
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Birthdays, Beach, Trampolines, etc
I turned 32. I feel old.
We went to the flea market. We found an extra-wide baby gate for $10. Score! After that we got burgers at The Habit. There was a Radio Shack closing sale, and we found a few good deals there. We came home so Bertie could nap. We ran a couple errands, and then went to Red Lobster for dinner. Bertie ate crab, shrimp and a whole lemon slice. (He's weird). Aaron and Bertie got me gift certificates for massages. And we had ice cream cake after dinner.
Monday was (hopefully) the hottest day of the week. So I'd planned to take Bertie to Santa Cruz. That morning I caught him eating out of the trash can (moldy blackberries, and an apricot pit in the other hand). Before hitting the road we ran into Bed, Bath and Beyond to look for a new trash can (one that he can't get into). But, the ones that might work were at least $160. No thanks.
We headed over the hill, Bertie napped the whole way. I put him in his rash guard, and we walked down to the beach. We stopped at a small inlet, and he splashed around. That water was warm, shallow, and slow moving, so he was happy. After that we walked along the water. I had him in a sling, he liked looking at the ocean, and seeing all the kids and dogs. I stood him in front of me, so the waves could wash on us. I held his left hand, in his right he was clutching my sunglasses like a security blanket. He liked the waves, as long as I held him tight.
I realized I should have brought a change of clothes for me. I didn't think about it, but I was all wet and sandy. Bertie didn't like getting changed, he wanted to nurse a lot (so we did). Then we went to Marianne's to get ice cream. I got the bigger scoop, because usually Bertie can't get enough. But I couldn't even get him to take a bite!
On Tuesday we went to Rockin' Tots at the trampoline gym. I had a lot of fun, I love trampolines. Bertie wasn't too sure. He liked the blocks from the foam pit, but not actually being in the foam pit. Mostly, he just wanted to got down the stairs (which I didn't pay $15 for us to do). He did crawl off the edge into the foam pit a couple times. I think once he can walk he'll have more fun.
Today is grandma's 91st birthday. We got together with the family and had dinner. Bertie had pineapple for the first time, he ate pickled beets, some shrimp, and bread. He also (possibly) took a step, just one, from the table to Janet. I missed it, of course.
Earlier today something unusual happened: it rained! It's been a lot time since it rained, and it came down pretty good for a while. Before the rain, I put Bertram on my back and mowed the lawns. I tried to shower with him after, but he didn't like that, so we bathed instead. After the bath, he wanted to nurse. We did skin to skin, and nursed. Then he peed on me, and the bed. I'd just changed the sheets yesterday, fortunately we have a waterproof mattress cover. I started the laundry, then we ran a couple errands.
We went to the flea market. We found an extra-wide baby gate for $10. Score! After that we got burgers at The Habit. There was a Radio Shack closing sale, and we found a few good deals there. We came home so Bertie could nap. We ran a couple errands, and then went to Red Lobster for dinner. Bertie ate crab, shrimp and a whole lemon slice. (He's weird). Aaron and Bertie got me gift certificates for massages. And we had ice cream cake after dinner.
Monday was (hopefully) the hottest day of the week. So I'd planned to take Bertie to Santa Cruz. That morning I caught him eating out of the trash can (moldy blackberries, and an apricot pit in the other hand). Before hitting the road we ran into Bed, Bath and Beyond to look for a new trash can (one that he can't get into). But, the ones that might work were at least $160. No thanks.
We headed over the hill, Bertie napped the whole way. I put him in his rash guard, and we walked down to the beach. We stopped at a small inlet, and he splashed around. That water was warm, shallow, and slow moving, so he was happy. After that we walked along the water. I had him in a sling, he liked looking at the ocean, and seeing all the kids and dogs. I stood him in front of me, so the waves could wash on us. I held his left hand, in his right he was clutching my sunglasses like a security blanket. He liked the waves, as long as I held him tight.
I realized I should have brought a change of clothes for me. I didn't think about it, but I was all wet and sandy. Bertie didn't like getting changed, he wanted to nurse a lot (so we did). Then we went to Marianne's to get ice cream. I got the bigger scoop, because usually Bertie can't get enough. But I couldn't even get him to take a bite!
On Tuesday we went to Rockin' Tots at the trampoline gym. I had a lot of fun, I love trampolines. Bertie wasn't too sure. He liked the blocks from the foam pit, but not actually being in the foam pit. Mostly, he just wanted to got down the stairs (which I didn't pay $15 for us to do). He did crawl off the edge into the foam pit a couple times. I think once he can walk he'll have more fun.
Today is grandma's 91st birthday. We got together with the family and had dinner. Bertie had pineapple for the first time, he ate pickled beets, some shrimp, and bread. He also (possibly) took a step, just one, from the table to Janet. I missed it, of course.
Earlier today something unusual happened: it rained! It's been a lot time since it rained, and it came down pretty good for a while. Before the rain, I put Bertram on my back and mowed the lawns. I tried to shower with him after, but he didn't like that, so we bathed instead. After the bath, he wanted to nurse. We did skin to skin, and nursed. Then he peed on me, and the bed. I'd just changed the sheets yesterday, fortunately we have a waterproof mattress cover. I started the laundry, then we ran a couple errands.
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