Here it is... loss_challenge
Argh.
But it's Wednesday and while I'd resolved to be better at home this week, I haven't been drinking my water. I skipped lunch yesterday. I had a horrible, veggie free dinner last night. It's time to make up my mind and just do it.
I am proud of myself for having started a little bit of an exercise routine. Rosie and I have been taking walks around town in the evenings. I feel like I get a little added bonus by pushing 60 pounds of squirming child in a stroller during our strolls.
I'm planning a crazy fat-filled dinner on Saturday. Our friends from PA are coming out to go to the beach. I am all excited and going crazy cleaning and planning stuff. I am such a dork. I'm a ball of frenetic energy just waiting for it to be Friday already so that they can get here.
I was on AIM last night chatting with one of my friends and I realized what a crappy year, in terms of illness, 2006 has been for me so far. I've had the flu at least three times. Placenta abrupta sent me to the hospital six weeks early, on my birthday, in a blizzard to deliver Joey prematurely, via emergency c-section. I was back in the hospital in March in massive pain to have my gall bladder removed and now I'm sick again.
Whoever is in charge of this stuff, thanks, but I've had enough. I'd like to get back to my regularly scheduled life now.
My house is a disaster zone because I just don't feel like cleaning. I'm tired and it's waay too damn hot outside.
Okay, enough whining...
- Mood:
sick
I've been making myself this awesome steel-cut Irish oatmeal for breakfast. My diet says to eat oatmeal, so I have been. I add two tablespoons of wheat germ (which isn't as bad as I thought it would be), raisins, cut up dried apricots, chopped pecans, 2 Equals, a little bit of milk, cinnamon and a tablespoon of real maple syrup. This is some seriously yummy stuff but it takes a half hour to cook the oats. Under normal circumstances, it's totally worth it and I don't mind the wait. This morning I was behind schedule and feeling crummy so I took out two packets of instant Weight Control oaltmeal from Quaker.
This stuff sucked SO BAD. Blech! Instead of the firm, nutty-tasting oatmeal I've grown to love, I had this cardboard flavored mush.
Yuck. Tomorrow, back to the Irish oats.
- Mood:
grumpy
So we got pizza for dinner. We just ate. It's time to put Joey in his crib and then it will be Andy's turn.
I think I'm going to make myself a cup of tea-- even though the thought of drinking something hot is really unappealing.
- Mood:
sick
My weekend was pretty lame. Steve worked a lot. He worked late on Friday and all day Saturday. Yesterday he got a couple of the little house projects done. I did a lot of laundry. Whoo hooo. (It's an exciting life, let me tell ya!)
I weighed in at eDiets this morning and I'm down a total of 16.5 pounds. LA here I come! I am sooo proud of myself. The workout DVD that their fitness guru recommended for me and my specific issues and needs should arrive sometime this week-- today or tomorrow.
And that's about all that's going on here. I'm pretty tired. We all seem to have annoying summer colds.
- Mood:
blah
Long term goal: 158 pounds
down 10, 8 to go for short-term goal, 90 for long-term goal
Grrr. gained a pound this week, but I was really awful. I wasn't drinking my water, eating garbage. I deserved it. Steve took some pictures of me last night and it was motivation enough to have two bottles of water today already and to have a healthier breakfast.
I make a mean bowl of oatmeal.
So, I finally bought the exercise DVD recommended to me by the fitness trainer guy over at eDiets. I can't wait for it to come. Maybe I'll do the tae bo tape when Andy goes down for his nap. I'd like to go for a walk outside, but it's hot and I'd have to take the bus (the Graco duo glider) and the two boys with me and I just don't feel like doing all that.
Long term goal: 158 pounds
down 11, 7 to go for short-term goal, 89 for long-term goal
Took a big sip of water and it hurts. Great. I can't get there tonight to have it fixed because they're closing as Steve gets home so I have to wait until 10 am tomorrow.
- Mood:
angry
Last night I finally got my temporary bridge installed. The process was long and tedious and left me with an aching jaw and another annoying problem. When the lab made the bridge, it was supposed to be 2 caps with a full tooth in the middle to replace the one that broke. Instead, they made it with three caps bust since the dentist had already sculpted two of my teeth to receive the bridge sje had to install it.
So, now I literally have a bridge over the open space where the broken tooth was removed. On top of that, it feels too wide. I have a suspicion that they gave me a bridge intended for someone else.
Steve just left for work-- he'll be gone until about 1:30 in the morning. It sucks. Plus he took my car since I am not planning to go anywhere. Maybe I can get my friend, Rosie, to come over for a little while just to keep me company.
He didn't take anything out of the freezer for dinner so I have no idea what I'm going to do. I could make fish sticks for the kids. Andy loves them. There's no way I'm eating that though. I was thinking about take-out but I have no idea how my stomach is going to behave. Perhaps I should just have some Lipton's chicken noodle soup and play it safe.
I need to open the windows and air out the house but it's too humid.
The boys are sleeping. Andy will probably wake up in a little while. I don't know exactly when he went to sleep but it was after 2. Joey is asleep on a blanket in the living room. He looks so angelic and peaceful and sweet, I could just mush him.
It started last night around 8. I was sitting in theliving room and my stomach felt kind of weird. I thought I was just hungry and tired. I was getting Andy ready for bed when Rachel came in and said she threw up on the carpet in her bedroom. I told her what to do to start cleaning it up and I put Andy in bed. On my way to help her out, I stopped in the bathroom for the first of 10 pilgrimages to pray to the porcelain goddess myself.
I have been up all night, throwing up regularly, on the hour.
Steve is home until at least 3. I'm hoping I start to feel better soon.
Posted by the Asbury Park Press on 07/4/06
BY AMANDA GARDNER
HEALTHDAY
The ingredients, which have an estrogenlike effect, are found in various shampoos, lotions, soaps and other products.
"There's definitely an association between exposure to lavender oil and tea tree oil and gynecomastia (abnormally large breasts in men)," said Derek Henley, lead author of the research and a postdoctoral fellow at the National Institute of Environmental Health Sciences, in Research Triangle Park, N.C.
Henley stopped short of declaring a cause-and-effect relationship, but did emphasize that the information could help physicians identify cases of gynecomastia that have no readily apparent cause.
"It may help steer physicians in a direction they wouldn't have thought of," Henley said. "The message is to raise awareness, so the public is aware of the association, and physicians are aware of it."
Dr. Edward Reiter, chairman of pediatrics at Bay State Children's Hospital in Springfield, Mass., added, "The issue is a Sherlock Holmes kind of thing. This was a pretty good pick-up. It's old-fashioned science sleuthing. You have a problem, and you figure out what's going on."
Henley presented the findings at the just-completed annual meeting of the Endocrine Society, in Boston. Reiter was moderator of a press conference announcing the findings.
Gynecomastia is associated with an imbalance of estrogens (so-called female hormones) and androgens (so-called male hormones). Young boys don't produce much testosterone, so there is nothing in the body to counteract extra estrogen, such as might come from mistakenly taking a mother's birth control pill or, more concerning, an estrogen-secreting tumor.
The condition is unusual. "I may see a patient every year or every other year with this, a prepubertal boy who has some breast development," Reiter said. "Usually, it's a tiny amount, and you never find out what it is, then it goes away."
But when Dr. Clifford Bloch, co-author of the study and a pediatric endocrinologist in Denver, saw five boys with the problem, he decided to investigate. All of the boys, he soon realized, had used over-the-counter health care products containing lavender and/or tea tree oil on their hair or skin.
When tested on human breast cancer cells, the oils appeared to mimic the activity of estrogen and also suppressed male hormone responsiveness. After discontinuing use of the lavender and tea tree oils, all of the boys saw the problem resolved.
And even though the condition is relatively uncommon, experts think this information will help clear other "mystery" cases.
"My guess is that this sort of thing occurs in a scattered way in little boys all the time," Reiter said. "It may well be that someone wouldn't even think of this. Now, doctors can ask if the patient is using any products."
ON THE WEB: For more information on gynecomastia from the American Academy of Family Physicians, visit familydoctor.org/080.xml.
- Mood:
scared
I know it's healthier for me. I know it is. But damn, why does turkey bacon have to be so funky and weird.
It looks like bologna when you put it in a pan. It smells weird.
I like my regular old pork belly bacon. This stuff is a feeble substitute. I think I prefer to just do without.
blech!
- Mood:
cranky
So I've got Steve on the bandwagon too. We're both in big need of help. We need to exercise more-- as if chasing two rugrats around isn't enough of a workout. The weather hasn't really been conducive to it lately.
I have a lot of inspriational role models though.
Yum, this oatmeal is good.
The food I'm supposed to be preparing isn't too wacky or awful sounding. There's a lot of basic stuff. Lots of veggies, which is typical. I gotta get myself past this hatred of squash. The only way I'll currently eat zucchini is baked into bread or breaded and fried. If anyone has any suggestions, please send 'em along.
- Mood:
determined - Music:If you needed somebody- Bad Company
We were the only family having a Baptism when we did Andy's and it was lovely. I feel like Joey was gypped.
We'd planned a small-ish BBQ type celebration afterward. Sixteen people RSVPed that they were coming. Five did not show up. So I had a ton of food and cake left over, which I sent with Steve to work today.
Anyway, having uploaded all of the pictures taken yesterday, this morning I joined eDiets. I started right away and just ate my prescribed lunch. I have to remember to eat over the course of the day. I have to drink more water and I have to get up off my ass and move away from the computer.
(It's just diificult when it's my only link to the outside world most days!)
Anyway... he asked if I had any children and I told him. He said, "Guess how many kids I have." Figuring that unless he had a lot, he wouldn't ask that way so I guessed four. He chuckled and said he has 8 kids ranging in age from 19 to 9 months. Then he said he has had six wives. I told him he's either very brave or very stupid. He said he hates to be alone and is still looking for the right woman. I asked if he was currently married and he said yes. Am I wrong to think that this was a weird exchange to have with your dentist?
So, the paperwork was completed, I signed the release and cranked it up my little MP3 player. Dentist guy said that I wouldn't feel pain, only some pressure. I was listening to the extended introduction to One Night in Bangkok. By the time the intro was over and the song actually started, he was done. It took less than 2 minutes and I didn't feel any pain. He wrote me a prescription for antibiotics and extra strength vicodin and I was on my way.
Saturday was the last day of Operation Bridal Shower prep and I busted butt all day to get it all together. Steve and I went to Costco in the morning. He cleaned up the yard in the afternoon and I cleaned up the house. My mom came down and watched the kids. Bit Saturday was also our anniversary. Our dating anniversary. We've been together for seven years. It doesn't seem significant to other people but it marked for both of us, the longest relationships either of us has ever been in. Whooo hoo. We'd planned to have a seafood feast at home but later in the afternoon I decided that I wanted to go out. We ended up at Houlihan's (because we had the kids with us) and both had prime rib for dinner.
Yesterday was the shower. Steve and I were worried about setting up in the yard because earlier in the day it was pretty windy. Steve had to figure out how to tie down the canopies so they wouldn't catch wind and fly away. I ended up being the one to run around and pick up all of the random last details: the sub, the cake, the flowers and the balloons. I also had to pick up some tables from my friend, Donna. I got home at noon and still needed to shower and get dressed before guests started arriving at 1. Arrgggh! It all turned out beautiful and she received lots of very nice gifts so all of the work was totally worth it. Steve and I crashed really hard at around 10 pm. He had to get up at 3 am to be in to work at 4.
- Mood:
accomplished
Spoke to my old boss on the phone. She told me that the company was only responsible for refunding the COBRA payments that I made, that they cashed, without providing coverage and that's all they would do.
It's really quite disappointing. I had this idea in my head that the company, and the CEO in particular, had real integrity-- that he took care of his employees. Now, granted, I'm no longer an employee, but the real screw up here is with both the current and prior Benefits Coordinator. The old one never updated the policy when the company grew to comply with the law regarding COBRA. The current one cashed my checks and never paid attention to the list of covered persons that comes with the insurance invoice every month. The buck got passed around the office and I really feel like the only person with any compassion there is my old boss, the woman who hired me. She went to the CEO and urged him to take care of this mess.
So after speaking with her, I called the insurance company directly and apparently I'm in their system again. So tonight this will be taken care of and I can have this stupid tooth fixed, and then start working on fixing up the rest of my dental issues.
Argh!
Now I can resume being incredibly scared of actually going to this appointment and having the work done.
- Mood:
bitchy
I had an appointment with the dentist at 6 pm on Friday. Called my office all day and spoke with the Benefits Coordinator. She said I needed to speak directly with the CEO. He was "in meetings" all day. I left voice mails-- sweetly- asking him to get back to me before 5:30 because that was when I'd need to leave for the appointment.
I really believed that what was going to happen when I called the office on Friday was that someone would ask the name and number of my dentist, then call him and provide a credit card number for treatment.
Nope.
The COO (not a typo! Not the CEO, the COO) called me at 5:35 and said it was the first she'd heard of my problem and she'd get back to me on Monday.
I'm finding it more and more difficult to be nice when I call. Threats and ultimatums aren't my style but day-yum, I really don't know what to do at this point.
- Mood:
aggravated
So basically, I was offered Cobra coverage and elected to take it. I paid for it and they cashed my check but I was not covered.
Do I have any legal recourse here?
I suggested to BC that if I could have paid out of pocket, I would have and that perhaps the company should pay for the treatment out of pocket and submit a claim to be reimbursed. She just kind of stammered and said she didn't know what other information she could provide to me at this time. I asked to speak to the chief admin. She was away from her desk so now I'm awaiting another call back.
- Mood:
aggravated
Stupid Juli rescheduled her dentist appointment for Friday evening, totally forgetting that Friday is Steve's birthday. I'm hoping to get a call from the Benefits Coordinator today telling me I'm all set.
- Mood:
sore
She did tell me that if it's a dire emergency that I can pay with my credit card and get reimbrused. If I were able to do that, I would have done that yesterday.
I am annoyed.
I just spoke to Andy's therapist and she said she went to the dentist that my appointment is with tonight and that they screwed her over on her payments. They said that her x-rays were covered by her insurance and it wasn't and she had to pay out of pocket.
I wonder if perhaps I should get on the dental insurance company website and see if there's another local dentist. I picked the one I did because they specialize in sedation dentistry. I have so much work to be done, I kind of liked the idea that I could go to sleep and they would do all the work. I'm such a dental coward.
When I called and made my first appointment I was a little put off by the office manager. I feel like I should trust my instincts.
