Thursday, November 13, 2008

I Hate Being Sick or Why You Should Get a Flu Shot Even When You Live in Houston, Texas

So... it started on Monday afternoon. Horatio threw up at Debbie's house, only a couple of hours after he'd peed on her carpet upstairs (2 for 2!). I figured it was 2 year old excitement.

Tuesday afternoon, Angel started complaining that his stomach hurt, really hurt. He was moaning and whiny and I could think of nothing to do except tell him to drink water and take a bath eventually. He took a bath and proceeded to throw up all over my bathroom floor. I assumed that was the end of it.

See how wrong one person can be!

I went out to a friend's house for a Girls' Night at the Movies from just before 8 to about 10:30. I got home to find Robert still up, and asked him why he had not gone to bed. Turned out Isa and Oliver took turns throwing up all over the upstairs. If I remember correctly Angel got up and threw up again, as well as Oliver after I got home. Then the Storm of the century rolled through last night, keeping most of our household awake despite the respite in vomit.

I woke up this morning with stomach pain and that wonderfully gross desire to throw up.

Robert took off of work today. We all sat around in varying degrees of pain and/or throw-upyness, watched Kung Fu Panda, as well as the bonus DVD that we bought with it, and all of the special features. Then we played an exorbitant amount of wii. And now I am up while Robert is starting to feel it, and I have not finished.

You know what is getting me through this? Besides Sprite and a heating pad (b/c my back is also hurting like the Dickens for some reason; early period maybe), I mean...

It dawned on me as I was laying on the bed after I think my 2nd bath and before my shower (at least I'm really clean today) that my body was designed by God. He made it pretty near perfect. When I take care of it, it treats me well and I am hardly ever sick (probably one of the reasons I hate being sick, b/c I'm not used to it). Then (no matter if it's my fault or the random kid at the playground, etc.) I get sick and my body fights. It gets rid of whatever it feels is not good in whatever disgusting ways it can. But it's doing its job! How cool is that? Just as I learned with Hypnobabies how a woman's body is so wonderfully designed to carry, grow, and birth a baby, I learn with each sickness that this body is also made to fight illness. Sometimes (just as with giving birth) when we fight back, it tenses up everything and makes it harder (i.e. more painful!), but when we relax (not saying this is easy at all here, but we can do it!) and let our body know we trust it (and Heavenly Father that He will take good care of us and whatever happens will be good for us in the long run), we will be OK pretty soon.

This "painful" feeling in my back and stomach is just pressure. I told Robert today as I was laying on the bed being pressurized, "You know, it takes pressure to make diamonds." I can do this. I can. It's just pressure.

I still hate being sick.

Monday, November 10, 2008

My 6 Unspectacular Quirks

Here are the rules: 1. Link to the person who tagged you and comment in the comment section on their original "quirk: post. 2. Mention the rules on your blog. 3. Tell 6 unspectacular quirks about you. 4. Tag 6 bloggers ( or more) by linking to them. 5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger's blogs letting them know they've been tagged.

OK, Claudia, this may be TMI, but we'll see...

1) I am a spelling and grammar freak. It bugs me to no end to see spelling errors (especially homonyms) on blogs or any printed material. I spellcheck and edit all of my blog posts and emails. And I've been correcting my mother's grammar since I was a kid (she hates that, btw).

2) At Wendy's I dip my fries into my frosty (my kids do it, too, now), and my chicken nuggets, and my burger, and especially my Spicy chicken sandwich. I know it sounds gross, but mmmmm, it's good!

3) I am a convert to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Many members think I have been raised in the church (don't ask me why), but none of my family are members. I got baptized when I was 18, and actually moved out of my parents' house to do so.

4) My husband is my best friend. Maybe this doesn't sound too quirky, but many people I know really would rather take breaks from their spouse and children regularly. Not me (or us really). The thing we like most is being together. We will not take a trip without each other to go anywhere (weddings, funerals, nada!)! And we have never spent a night apart, not counting nights Robert has worked through the night.

5) I am an Excel freak. If it is possible I will make a database for anything (which means I will make a database for anything)! I plan parties, make contact lists, create checklists, make DVD/book lists, do my budget and checkbook -you name it!- all using Excel.

6) I love to read, especially young adult fiction (much less PG-13 to R-rated material than adult books). 2 of my all-time favorites are the Harry Potter series and The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe series. I have read all of them at least 6 times; they get better each time. I believe that is 1 of the things that makes a great author: the ability to read their books over and over and still discover new things and nuances to the characters, storyline, etc.

So, that's a tangent about me. Who can I tag? How about Roman's Mom, Molly, Tiffany, Vanessa, Brittany, Angela and Samantha. Play with me!