So I went to the doctor on Tuesday and had my fourth ultrasound. Baby Boy J is now weighing in at 5 lbs! Can't wait to see what he tips the scales at when he finally arrives!
The doc and I discussed everything that's been going on with my whacked out body and just when I thought he'd say "try to be down as much as possible" he said "why don't we consider a wheelchair?"
Um, yeah. I nearly fell over laughing. I thought he was kidding and when he assured me he wasn't, I informed the Good Doctor that it was never. gonna. happen. With three other kiddo's and a house with stairs, not to mention a non-wheel chair accessible van, that's a big fat NO.
So then he says that he'd like to see me use a cane.
A CANE PEOPLE!
Again, never gonna happen. I admitted my vanity and said that as long as my bones were still hanging together, even by a thread, I would hobble along unassisted.
A cane, seriously.
My new approach is to avoid the stairs as much as possible which is a bit tricky but I am steadfast! Sure, the laundry room is up there, as is my room, everything that Sienna needs, and all the toys and books but it's all good.
In other news, I had a dream that Alicia and I were running in a hundred mile race last night. (Perhaps we were inspired by Marilyn's husband??) Anyhoo, it was hilarious. At one point, we were racing up this HUGE hill and Alicia was telling me funny things about her parents, which cracked me up, and we were both carrying paper plates in our hands (were we hoping for snacks??) And, I had an air mattress folded under my arm (in case we got tired??) But we chugged along and made it to a train station where we handed over our paper plates and ran on to the next leg of our journey. Completely bizarre but very entertaining!
19 comments:
A wheelchair would be better than a cane. I can totally see you hobbling around with a cane. I'm surprised you weren't using one during your 100 mile race.
Come on you know you want to get a chair so that you and Jake can have races!
That dream is hilarious!
Seriously, what are doctors thinking sometimes? They would be better off having your insurance pay for a cleaning person to come over and do all the heavy duty stuff for you.
Yeah, I said the same thing to my doctor when he suggested a wheelchair and/or a cane. I was mortified when I finally got so bad that I had to use one of those carts at the grocery store that drives around. Nate thought I should be so excited to get to use one, but seriously?! I am way too worried about what people think to have fun on one of those things. Eventually I had to use the wheelchair, it was just too painful for even my vanity. :-) Take it super easy and I'll cross my fingers that it won't get that bad for you. I ache just thinking about you. So. Not. Fun.
A cane, what in the world. So crazy.
Just think of the fun you could have with a cane in your hands. Pointing, waving, hitting . . .
Too funny Karen!
A cane! You need to take it easy Karen, or else next month Dr. T. is going to literally suggest that you plaster your girl parts.
Oh. My. Gosh. Thank you so much for the best laugh I have had in a long time.
P.S. The only way I would run a hundred mile race would be carrying a paper plate, expecting it to be full of brownies at the finish line.
OK - that is pretty funny. So, I shouldn't be surprised when I see you at the Little League fields with a walker? If you think about it, that would be the best choice. It would give you more support than a cane, and you could still stop and take a little rest if you got tired - say in the middle of the grocery store. Hey, maybe you could get Brad to put a cute little pink basket on the front of it to carry a few snacks and some kleenex. I would totally embellish it for you!
You are even funny when you dream.
I like the idea of a bedazzled cane- you would totally be the shiznit.
Wheelchairs, canes and marathons. Wow. You need a spa break.
Oh Karen, you always make me laugh.
Doesn't Rebecca G's hubby work for a wheelchair company? Maybe he can hook you up.
And that dream. Too funny for words!
I like the idea of billing your insurance for maid service instead of a wheelchair.
I suggest you REST A LOT so you girl parts don't break any further.
Maybe some loser of a friend that hasn't even laid eyes on your "new" home should get her butt over there and give you a hand?
maybe you should check out this sight just in case
http://www.fashionablecanes.com/
Yes, loser friend, get your butt over here.
Thanks Jeremy. Thanks a whole lot.
I think that is so funny that he suggested those the cane and the wheelchair, and the dream cracked me up, way to go on the marathon.
That is the funniest thing I have heard in a while! I have visions of Erica in Hawaii. You have to do it, just for the pictures! In all seriousness, I know you are having a tough time but hang in there. Know that Mom is holding your hand right now and is so proud of you. The sweet reward at the end of this will be so worth it. You will forget about the pain when it is over.
Michele, you made me cry.
Hey, don't doctors know anything?
But you gotta admit a chair for a day, could be some fun. You crack me up ya know. I love to read your posts. We gotta get together soon. We'll come to you and cook for you so you can stay in your wheelchair... :) Actually, I don't even cook for myself, but I am really good at PF Chang runs...
If you get crutches, they are fun to turn upside down and walk like stilts. Not really sure what you can do with a cane... beat people? I say "No" to the cane.
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