See, this is why I never really had a blog. It's the same reason a journal as a kid. I would write in it for a day or two and then miss a few months, then write for another day or two. Finally, I turned my daily journal into a poetry log. I had a lot more luck with that, but even that didn't last long.
The presentation with JD and Mike went really well! I was really please with how everything turned out and I think I speak for Mike and JD when I say they were pleased as well. I was supposed to be scheduled to give a speech in my home club on the 10th, but got the schedule today and was signed up for Grammarian instead. I went in and signed up for the back up speaker slot and I'm hoping someone steps down. If not, I only have 2 other opportunities to get it done on the day I said I would. My ultimate goal is to have my final speech completed on March 31st and the Leaders Plus Speech-a-thon. I was specifically asked by the International Director, who is a member of my home club, to give my final speech there and he even put it in his calendar. I feel impressed upon to do so and I'm really looking forward to having it completed.
I had surgery on Friday to remove the medication pump in my stomach. I don't even remember seeing Dr. Shetter, but I can remember the Student working with him that day... I really seemed to make his day with all I've been through and lived to tell about... :) Saturday, I ended up in Banner Gateway ER with a horrible headache and the on call doc at St. Joe's told Ed to take me to the nearest ER. Well, they didn't know what they were doing so they send me home with pain meds and told me if I had to go back, I should go to St. Joe's since they were the ones that did the surgery. Well, at about 1 am I woke up in tremendous pain and that's where Ed took me. It was of course too late to find a sitter for Ephraim, so we brought him with us thinking he would sleep most of the night.... he didn't. He woke up and refused to go back to sleep once we were there. We were in the ER from 2 am Sunday morning until 5 pm Sunday evening when I was admitted. I then spent all the rest of Sunday, Monday, and most of Tuesday in there. The ID doctor picked up a bug sometime on Tuesday and came in to see me wearing a mask and gloves so as to not pass it on to me. He wanted me out of there as quickly as possible so I wouldn't get anything worse that what I had. The running theory.... that the surgery flared up the Cocci Meningitis that I've been dealing with since 2005.
Now I have an appointment on Friday with a Neurologist who deals only in headaches. Hopefully he'll be able to tell me why I've been having mine and help me figure out a way to get rid of them.
I was a little sad this morning when I picked up Ephraim from Ed's sister. He wasn't happy to see me because he didn't want to leave. He was having too much fun at Aunt Heidi's and he didn't want to come home with me. It's heartbreaking with your only living child doesn't want to spend time with you because you're not as cool or as fun as Aunt Heidi and Uncle Bryce. What can I do with that? Man, sometimes it's a hard life, but I've learned you've just got to roll with the punches you're handed. We'll all make it through it one way or another.
Sally
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
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