March 31, 2009

  • Tired Tuesday

    Hello all. I hope this finds everyone doing well. It is 6:10 on Tuesday evening and I am completely exhausted. But today is done and I am certain that tomorrow will be a better day.

    So Gary came over yesterday evening, just before Tancy left for work. We showed him the baby's room and the other work that we have done in the house and then Tancy had to leave. Shortly after he and I headed out for dinner. We had a great dinner, although the waitress was really awkward and embarrassing and just a pain in the ass. We left there and went by the grocery store to pick up some items for a dinner I was cooking once we got home (yes, I had already made a shit load of jambalaya... this was for something dinner). Then we came back to the house and I started cooking. We visited and talked the whole time. I just love Gary. I guess it was somewhere between 9:30 & 10:00 when he left for home. It's a good haul from where we are to where he lives.

    Daniele had called while Gary was still here, so once he left I called her back. She was calling to check on me because she knew I had a rough day AND it was the first night of nights (which is always the hardest). We had a good conversation and I so appreciated the phone call. Very sweet and incredibly considerate. I folded a load of clothes while we were on the phone, nothing like multi-tasking. I think it was around 10:00 when she and I got off the phone. I was so tired. I already had on my jammers, I finished putting the clothes away and tended to the clothes in the dryer and then climbed into bed. I ran through the guide 2 or 3 times before being frustrated that there wasn't a damn thing on to watch and closed my eyes.

    At 3:00 I woke up to see that the satelite was running its daily test. Made a potty run, crawled back in bed, shut off the TV and sacked back out. I woke up again and thought it was still the middle of the night and finally decided to look at the clock, it was exactly the time that my alarm was suppose to go off... only I had apparently forgotten to turn it on when I set the time! How lucky was I to have woken up on my own?!

    I got up, got ready, gathered my stuff, folded and put away a load of clothes and then left out for my glucose test. Tancy was 2 minutes from home, so I turned around so that I could take the car instead of the truck. Kissed her good morning and hit the road again. I dropped dinner off to a friend for later today and then to the lab for my test. Wow, that syrup is even worse than that 1 hour stuff.... it has a better flavor (if you can say that), but it was soooo much sweeter that the flavor really is irrelevant. The first two blood draws didn't hurt at all. The third stung badly. The fourth I cussed, twice. It really hurt. By this time, the two sticks in the middle of my forearm are also incredibly tender feeling. I shouldn't complain and I really don't mean to... but I hate to give the impression that it was all roses. The first hour I felt incredibly sick. I saw another lady drinking her syrup and just the sight nearly made me throw up. It's like that...

    By 11:15 it was all over and I gladly got the hell out of there. I stopped and got lunch, picked up something for Tancy and got to the house as soon as I could. She woke up while I was in the bedroom changing my shoes, so I crawled in bed next to her. I could have gone soundly to sleep. I felt like I hadn't seen her in days. We talked a bit and I left for my massage and pedicure.

    The pedicure came first, wonderful. The girl who does them is hilarious! She also does a great job. So relaxing and entertaining at the same time. What more could you want. Then came the massage. Heavenly! Honestly, Frankie is so good. I was feeling a little emotional, no tears, just emotional and the massage seemed to make me feel more emotional. Normally he and I talk during the massage, but today was a quiet massage. By the time I got out of there I was so sleepy I could have layed down just about anywhere and gone soundly to sleep. Tancy was still asleep when I called her on my way home.

    When I got home she was drinking a cup of coffee, we caught up on each others nights and my day. Now, this is to give you an idea of the amount of jambalaya I cooked last night; 8 cups of rice (dry), 2 good sized pork picnic roasts, 3 packs of smoked sausage and 5 large onions. Tancy said that out of the two large ziploc containers she took (SLAP FULL of jambalaya) that a quarter of one was all that was left. She said one guy had 3 bowls before their 7:00 meeting (just an hour and a half into shift). That makes me smile. She's tired, I'm tired, we talked... but it wasn't our usual lively conversation. That's ok. Just makes me miss her more while she's at work tonight.

    So, I have no idea as to my test results. I might get the results tomorrow when we go in for the ultrasound. I hope so. Not knowing is no fun. I just want to know what I need to do from here. We are going to leave here in the morning when Tancy gets in, get breakfast and then go get dog food... by that time it'll be time to go to the doctor. From there we will head home and Tancy will try to get some sleep. Hell, I might even take a nap with her. We'll just have to wait and see.

    I had every intention of packing tonight (most of it anyway), but I don't think that's gonna happen... so it'll have to wait till tomorrow. No biggie, just accepting that I don't have the get up and go to do much of anything tonight. I AM, even though maybe I shouldn't, going to get some frozen yogurt in just a bit. Then I am going to come home, soak in a warm bath and take my ass to bed. I really don't have any juice left in my battery. I have even debated not going to get the yogurt cause I don't want to leave the house... but I know I'll sit here and think about it, wanting it, until I go get it. So, here in just a bit I'll get off my ass and go get some!

    Maybe, if I have the energy when I get back, I'll make my list of things to pack... then, whenever I pack, all I have to do is mark the items off the list as I pack them. Or maybe I won't do anything at all. I want to see my baby tomorrow and know that everything is ok. Then I want to be in Louisiana. Those really are the only two things on my mind at this point.

    With that said, I am gonna go ahead and get that yogurt so I can be in bed early. I hope you all have a great night, rest and relax. I'll post more tomorrow, if I have the time, as to the results from the ultrasound and glucose test (should I actually get those results tomorrow). If not, then I probably wont post until we get back from Louisiana. So, have a great week, weekend and start of the next week (just in case I don't blog).

    Love to all!