Every time.
And this is after washing my arm three times and then having a shower....
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Why I hate Tegaderm....
This happens.
Every time.
And this is after washing my arm three times and then having a shower....
Every time.
And this is after washing my arm three times and then having a shower....
Sunday, August 26, 2012
If Not Now Then When????
In early spring I was watching "Live with Kelly" one morning and they had a fitness segment. This fitness segment featured Kelly, an instructor and another co-host. Now I'm not sure who this particular co-host was because all I can remember them doing was strapping these "boot things" to their feet and using them to jump for exercise. I thought, "Wow! Those things are really cool. They look like a lot of fun."
Anyway I forgot all about them for a few days and went on with busy life (you know how it goes). Then I was watching the "Live with Kelly" tape on the weekend with my mom as we usually do because she does not get to see them during the week (we still have a VCR and tapes, sue me) and I saw them again. My mom said they looked cool as well. So I raced onto my laptop and punched in the website that they had said on the show and long story short (and about $400 out of my wallet) I was the proud new owner of my very own set of Kangoo Jumps (minus the 3-6 weeks wait for shipping).
I waited ever so patiently and finally they arrived in mid-May, I believe. I strapped those puppies on and went walking through my house as they tell you to start off doing. And after a little while and nearly breaking my neck by falling down the stairs I thought I had it mastered.
So I went outside.
This was the mistake. The ground inside is very uniform and clean. The road/sidewalk/grass/patio stones are very bumpy and sporadic. I did not feel comfortable on them outside.
So they got put in the corner of my room where all the hair brained gimmicks I fall prey to go, such as knitted blankets that only ever get half finished, girls hair bows that are only three quarters glued and those stacking cups that were the big fad a few years ago. They sat. And they sat. And they got moved to another corner when I had to dust but quickly got moved back to their home in the perpetual "Oh I'll get back to that" corner.
Until today.
So let me just start by saying that I've had a few things happen in my life in the past few months that have caused me to start thinking "If not now, then when?" more often then the prior.
So I made a decision to use these today. But where to go? Surely I should stay close for fear of falling (remember I've only been on these about three times totalling about 30 minutes). Then it came to me. I would walk to the library to return a rented DVD. 3.4 kms from my home. Each way. All uphill on the way back. In 28 degree, 34 with humidex weather.
Hmmmmm.....
After a debate with myself in my head "If not then when?" Kylee took over and the pilgrimage to the library began. I made it there in about 40 minutes. Which is great, but it was all downhill. I returned my movie and perched myself on a bench in the shade and proceeded to text my mother to come and get me. After 5 minutes and an "If not now then when?" attitude take over I had cancelled that text and found myself making the uphill trek back home. I had to stop more. Way more. But I made it. I even took the long way. And I am proud.
I walked a total of 7.2 kms. On achy legs. And joints that are swollen. And a Crohnsie Bit who has taken to revolting. All that need Remicade.
And I still did it with a smile on my face and waved to everyone that looked my way.
And I am proud.
Anyway I forgot all about them for a few days and went on with busy life (you know how it goes). Then I was watching the "Live with Kelly" tape on the weekend with my mom as we usually do because she does not get to see them during the week (we still have a VCR and tapes, sue me) and I saw them again. My mom said they looked cool as well. So I raced onto my laptop and punched in the website that they had said on the show and long story short (and about $400 out of my wallet) I was the proud new owner of my very own set of Kangoo Jumps (minus the 3-6 weeks wait for shipping).
I waited ever so patiently and finally they arrived in mid-May, I believe. I strapped those puppies on and went walking through my house as they tell you to start off doing. And after a little while and nearly breaking my neck by falling down the stairs I thought I had it mastered.
So I went outside.
This was the mistake. The ground inside is very uniform and clean. The road/sidewalk/grass/patio stones are very bumpy and sporadic. I did not feel comfortable on them outside.
So they got put in the corner of my room where all the hair brained gimmicks I fall prey to go, such as knitted blankets that only ever get half finished, girls hair bows that are only three quarters glued and those stacking cups that were the big fad a few years ago. They sat. And they sat. And they got moved to another corner when I had to dust but quickly got moved back to their home in the perpetual "Oh I'll get back to that" corner.
Until today.
So let me just start by saying that I've had a few things happen in my life in the past few months that have caused me to start thinking "If not now, then when?" more often then the prior.
So I made a decision to use these today. But where to go? Surely I should stay close for fear of falling (remember I've only been on these about three times totalling about 30 minutes). Then it came to me. I would walk to the library to return a rented DVD. 3.4 kms from my home. Each way. All uphill on the way back. In 28 degree, 34 with humidex weather.
Hmmmmm.....
After a debate with myself in my head "If not then when?" Kylee took over and the pilgrimage to the library began. I made it there in about 40 minutes. Which is great, but it was all downhill. I returned my movie and perched myself on a bench in the shade and proceeded to text my mother to come and get me. After 5 minutes and an "If not now then when?" attitude take over I had cancelled that text and found myself making the uphill trek back home. I had to stop more. Way more. But I made it. I even took the long way. And I am proud.
I walked a total of 7.2 kms. On achy legs. And joints that are swollen. And a Crohnsie Bit who has taken to revolting. All that need Remicade.
And I still did it with a smile on my face and waved to everyone that looked my way.
And I am proud.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
A Weekend for Aly....
I wrote this to Aly on April 30th 2012....
"Here's my proposition to you. For your birthday in August we pack my little green car FULL of camping gear, crank the tunes on the iPod and just keep driving north until we hit a cool campground. Hang out and get lost there for a day or two until we are made to come back to our normal lives?
I thought about a hotel room before a realized that we are both hillbillies at heart and we would probably like sleeping in a tent more.
I've decided that I need more life experience and breakaway from my home if I ever expect to get anywhere in life.
So what do ya say? You up for a few days with me most likely not showering and smelling of campfire and wilderness? Or would you rather just hit a hotel room with a pool and stinky blue cheese?*
You pick!!!!"
She replied in her usual funny way that I was right and we should definitely plan such an outing.
Unfortunately she passed away on June 22nd of this year.
We never got to follow through with our plans.
I took some time to grieve.
And it was hard, as I assume saying goodbye to a best friend always is.
But then on a particularly emotional night I remembered this conversation. About going camping. And I thought she would still want me to go. She would want all of her friends to go. And so "Aly's Camping Extravaganza" was born into a Facebook event.
All of her friends were invited but only 6 of us made it to the big day.
We went to the Awenda Provincial Park. It was beautiful. My first thought? "Aly would have loved this."
We set up our tents (after an hour wait to get a spot. Whoops! Forgot to make reservations!) Notice my massive tent that could eat the other three tents for breakfast.
And then we went back down to the lake for the most beautiful sunset that has ever befallen my eyes....
Thank you so very much Awenda for providing me and my friends a place to go and remember our friend. It was truly a trip to remember.
Thank you to my friends that went on this amazing trip. This has been a very hard two months to get through but somehow we have made it together. My promise to you is that I will NEVER take our friendship for granted. I think we should make this at least a yearly thing. And also longer next time. If there is one thing that Aly has taught us all it's that life is short, you need to take interest and joy in even the most minute details such as the way a leaf crunches beneath your feet or a flower grows towards the sunshine.
And my dear Aly. I want to thank you most of all. Thank you for the beautiful weather we received. I know that little rain storm in the middle of the night was just to let us all know that you are still here. Very funny by the way, ha ha. Thank you for the beautiful sunset. It was truly magnificent and I know you had a hand in it. But most of all thank you for being you. Right up to the end. And as always.
We love you!
*We stayed in a hotel room while helping for a wedding in 2010 and the stinky blue cheese is an inside joke.
"Here's my proposition to you. For your birthday in August we pack my little green car FULL of camping gear, crank the tunes on the iPod and just keep driving north until we hit a cool campground. Hang out and get lost there for a day or two until we are made to come back to our normal lives?
I thought about a hotel room before a realized that we are both hillbillies at heart and we would probably like sleeping in a tent more.
I've decided that I need more life experience and breakaway from my home if I ever expect to get anywhere in life.
So what do ya say? You up for a few days with me most likely not showering and smelling of campfire and wilderness? Or would you rather just hit a hotel room with a pool and stinky blue cheese?*
You pick!!!!"She replied in her usual funny way that I was right and we should definitely plan such an outing.
Unfortunately she passed away on June 22nd of this year.
We never got to follow through with our plans.
I took some time to grieve.
And it was hard, as I assume saying goodbye to a best friend always is.
But then on a particularly emotional night I remembered this conversation. About going camping. And I thought she would still want me to go. She would want all of her friends to go. And so "Aly's Camping Extravaganza" was born into a Facebook event.
All of her friends were invited but only 6 of us made it to the big day.
We went to the Awenda Provincial Park. It was beautiful. My first thought? "Aly would have loved this."
We set up our tents (after an hour wait to get a spot. Whoops! Forgot to make reservations!) Notice my massive tent that could eat the other three tents for breakfast.
After we got all set up we went for a swim and took some silly pictures with our awesome Aly shirts!
We had dinner. Prepared by the lovely "K" himself!
And then we went back down to the lake for the most beautiful sunset that has ever befallen my eyes....
And of course some more silly pictures. Some of which actually turned out pretty nice....
(Note that a lot of these pictures involved balancing my new $700 camera on an unsteady rock. Ya, it took quite a bit of restraint on my part for that to happen).
And what would a camping trip be without a campfire, s'mores, a few drinks and a cute dog? Am I right?
The next morning we woke up, had pancakes, cleaned up and it was all over. 24 hours with friends is just not long enough!
Thank you so very much Awenda for providing me and my friends a place to go and remember our friend. It was truly a trip to remember.
Thank you to my friends that went on this amazing trip. This has been a very hard two months to get through but somehow we have made it together. My promise to you is that I will NEVER take our friendship for granted. I think we should make this at least a yearly thing. And also longer next time. If there is one thing that Aly has taught us all it's that life is short, you need to take interest and joy in even the most minute details such as the way a leaf crunches beneath your feet or a flower grows towards the sunshine.
And my dear Aly. I want to thank you most of all. Thank you for the beautiful weather we received. I know that little rain storm in the middle of the night was just to let us all know that you are still here. Very funny by the way, ha ha. Thank you for the beautiful sunset. It was truly magnificent and I know you had a hand in it. But most of all thank you for being you. Right up to the end. And as always.
We love you!
*We stayed in a hotel room while helping for a wedding in 2010 and the stinky blue cheese is an inside joke.
Monday, August 20, 2012
Friday, August 17, 2012
A Day For Aly....
You loved camping.
I'm sure you still do.
You are probably there now.
Roasting marshmallows by a roaring fire.
We are coming Bubba.
A camping day for you.
I know you'll be there too.
Please help us to have fun.
And do this for you.
Just like the old days.
I.
Love.
You.
I'm sure you still do.
You are probably there now.
Roasting marshmallows by a roaring fire.
We are coming Bubba.
A camping day for you.
I know you'll be there too.
Please help us to have fun.
And do this for you.
Just like the old days.
I.
Love.
You.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Loving' the Closin' Ceremonies....
While London 2012 has been less than exciting for us Canadians in terms of medals I loved the opening ceremonies and am loving the closing ones as well.
Two words: Spice Girls!
Relivin' my youth!
;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgCM5iRz088&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Two words: Spice Girls!
Relivin' my youth!
;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgCM5iRz088&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Who Reads My Blog????
Hey y'all!
Sorry my last few posts have been pretty down lately. In order to get me in a cheerier mood I want you guys to do something for me. It won't take long but me being a curious person, I want to know about all of you.
All you need to do is click on the link below and leave the link to your blog so I can get to know you aswell.
Thanks in advance! And happy reading!
:D
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Sorry my last few posts have been pretty down lately. In order to get me in a cheerier mood I want you guys to do something for me. It won't take long but me being a curious person, I want to know about all of you.
All you need to do is click on the link below and leave the link to your blog so I can get to know you aswell.
Thanks in advance! And happy reading!
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Friday, August 10, 2012
Celebrating Somewhere....
Happy B-Day Bubba! I sure hope wherever you are you are celebrating today.
I know I am....
I know I am....
Saturday, August 4, 2012
100 Posts/Things I Love and/or Hate....
I hate Crohn's Disease.
I love Crohn's Disease.
I hate the way it makes me feel.
I love that I finally have a diagnosis.
I love that I can put a name to my pain.
I hate pain.
I hate the bathroom.
I hate diarrhea.
I love Prednisone.
I hate side effects.
I love how it takes away the pain.
I hate that it is not a permanent fix.
I hate Imuran.
I hate it's side effects.
I hate it's lasting effects.
I hate that it didn't work.
I love Remicade.
I hate Remicade.
I love that it works for me.
I hate that it involves shots and IVs.
I hate the short term side effects.
I love that they are short lived.
I hate the drug companies for making it so darn expensive.
I love the government for letting me be pain free.
I hate the idea of surgery.
I hate that it will most likely come to this.
I hate Crohn's Disease.
I love my job!
I love my kidlets!
I love the fact that they can be so carefree.
I love that they can make me smile when I'm sick.
I love that they can make me laugh when I am sad.
I love that I can fix "boo boos".
I love that I am the master of "ouchies".
I love them all like I would love my own children.
I hate poopie diapers.
I love that poopie diapers don't fase me.
I love my job!
I love my friends.
I love my family.
I love that I recognise how lucky I am to have these people.
I hate that my best friend is gone.
I hate that I couldn't recognise the magnitude of her pain.
I hate that she didn't call me for help.
I hate that I didn't visit her in February.
I hate that I was too busy for her.
I hate that every time I hear the word "suicide" it drudges up memories and her.
I hate that I wasn't there for her.
I love you Aly.
I love that this has brought me closer to my old friends.
I love that I will never take anyone for granted again.
I love that this list is about to get very random....
I love Kraft Dinner.
I hate the Kraft Dinner doesn't like me.
I hate pointless Facebook requests
I hate that I will go back, delete and re-write something I've written if it's not right.
I love The Big Bang Theory
I love that I find a lot of Sheldon in myself.
I hate that I am so OCD.
I love reading other blogs about people going through the same things as I am.
I hate that so many are hurting even worse than me.
I love the amount of optimism in these peoples hearts.
I love Toddlers & Tiaras, Dance Moms and Disney Movies.
I love that I can admit that without even blinking an eye.
I hate that I didn't try harder in High School.
I love Josh Groban music.
I love my little green car.
I hate that I can't eat many fruits and veggies.
I love giving.
I hate people who look down on others, perhaps less fortunate than themselves.
I love knitting and crocheting.
I hate rap music.
I love vanilla Oreos.
I hate waking up early in the morning.
I love helping others.
I love that I strive for my best.
I hate that my best often doesn't feel like enough
I love that I can be silly.
I hate I don't have enough life experience.
I love that I have courage.
I hate that I'm easily scared.
I love that I am funny.
I hate that I am too shy to show it.
I love my creativity.
I hate that I can't hide my emotions.
I love that I can't hide my emotions.
I hate that I think I cry way too much.
I love that I can cry it out.
I love that the people in my life let me cry it out.
I hate that I'm afraid of stress.
I hate that I'm afraid to go back to school.
I hate that I'm afraid to commit.
I love that I am resilient.
I love that I am strong.
I love that I have morals.
I love the person I have grown to be.
I love that I have a blog to vent.
I love when others comment.
I love that I made it through this list.
I love my life!
I love Crohn's Disease.
I hate the way it makes me feel.
I love that I finally have a diagnosis.
I love that I can put a name to my pain.
I hate pain.
I hate the bathroom.
I hate diarrhea.
I love Prednisone.
I hate side effects.
I love how it takes away the pain.
I hate that it is not a permanent fix.
I hate Imuran.
I hate it's side effects.
I hate it's lasting effects.
I hate that it didn't work.
I love Remicade.
I hate Remicade.
I love that it works for me.
I hate that it involves shots and IVs.
I hate the short term side effects.
I love that they are short lived.
I hate the drug companies for making it so darn expensive.
I love the government for letting me be pain free.
I hate the idea of surgery.
I hate that it will most likely come to this.
I hate Crohn's Disease.
I love my job!
I love my kidlets!
I love the fact that they can be so carefree.
I love that they can make me smile when I'm sick.
I love that they can make me laugh when I am sad.
I love that I can fix "boo boos".
I love that I am the master of "ouchies".
I love them all like I would love my own children.
I hate poopie diapers.
I love that poopie diapers don't fase me.
I love my job!
I love my friends.
I love my family.
I love that I recognise how lucky I am to have these people.
I hate that my best friend is gone.
I hate that I couldn't recognise the magnitude of her pain.
I hate that she didn't call me for help.
I hate that I didn't visit her in February.
I hate that I was too busy for her.
I hate that every time I hear the word "suicide" it drudges up memories and her.
I hate that I wasn't there for her.
I love you Aly.
I love that this has brought me closer to my old friends.
I love that I will never take anyone for granted again.
I love that this list is about to get very random....
I love Kraft Dinner.
I hate the Kraft Dinner doesn't like me.
I hate pointless Facebook requests
I hate that I will go back, delete and re-write something I've written if it's not right.
I love The Big Bang Theory
I love that I find a lot of Sheldon in myself.
I hate that I am so OCD.
I love reading other blogs about people going through the same things as I am.
I hate that so many are hurting even worse than me.
I love the amount of optimism in these peoples hearts.
I love Toddlers & Tiaras, Dance Moms and Disney Movies.
I love that I can admit that without even blinking an eye.
I hate that I didn't try harder in High School.
I love Josh Groban music.
I love my little green car.
I hate that I can't eat many fruits and veggies.
I love giving.
I hate people who look down on others, perhaps less fortunate than themselves.
I love knitting and crocheting.
I hate rap music.
I love vanilla Oreos.
I hate waking up early in the morning.
I love helping others.
I love that I strive for my best.
I hate that my best often doesn't feel like enough
I love that I can be silly.
I hate I don't have enough life experience.
I love that I have courage.
I hate that I'm easily scared.
I love that I am funny.
I hate that I am too shy to show it.
I love my creativity.
I hate that I can't hide my emotions.
I love that I can't hide my emotions.
I hate that I think I cry way too much.
I love that I can cry it out.
I love that the people in my life let me cry it out.
I hate that I'm afraid of stress.
I hate that I'm afraid to go back to school.
I hate that I'm afraid to commit.
I love that I am resilient.
I love that I am strong.
I love that I have morals.
I love the person I have grown to be.
I love that I have a blog to vent.
I love when others comment.
I love that I made it through this list.
I love my life!
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