The difference 3 minutes can make

My girls are off from school for a few days this week.  I let them stay up a little later than they normally would on a school night.    Last night they were watching a movie in Megan’s room so I let them stay up until it was over.  As Criminal Minds, which I was watching, ended I called for them to brush their teeth and get ready for bed.  The sigh that came from the room was almost deafening.  As I asked what was wrong they explained that they were being super quiet in an attempt to stay up until 10pm, which is very late for them.  I looked at the clock it was 9:57.  Amazing how three minutes can ruin an entire day.

Then there is this morning. I realized what and important span of time three minutes could be.  It only took about that long for my mood to turn once I remembered that I could not have a cup of coffee. No solid foods, no tasty M&M’s from the halloween bowl! The thoughts of only water and ginger ale today is very depressing.

I will spend the day doing some cleaning and just staying busy. Going to be a long day!

Just another day

One week after Superstorm Sandy, we are in the midst of another (much smaller) nor’easter.  For my area it brings an early snow.  The roads are still too warm for it to lay but it is enough to cause stupidity.  I was driving to my radiology appointment earlier and was the third car in line at a red light.  All three of us were waiting to turn left.  The light changed, the first car started through the intersection just to be broadsided by some young girl who either was not looking, on a phone, a terrible driver or caught up in the “sky is falling” early snow syndrome that hits so many in my area the first few times the white stuff shows itself.

So once I was able to continue on my way, I made it to my much-anticipated pelvic ultrasound.  I quickly downed my 32 ozs of water int he parking lot and headed in. The tech was a very nice young woman who was very chatty.  I guess many woman come in nervous.  After years of biopsies, two child births, a miscarriage and the mastectomy this was just a few minutes of inconvenient time for me.  I was pleased that the appointment was timely and really pretty quick.  Can’t ask for much more than that I suppose!

I did think of how funny it would be if my husband or any man for that matter were to have to switch places with me (or any woman) undergoing these procedures.  Don’t get me wrong, Frank has been wonderful with me during this entire process, but I could not imagine what he would be like if we had to switch places.  I mean the common cold is earth shattering.

Tomorrow I start my Prep for Friday’s colonoscopy . Today my instructions were to stay away from fruits and veggies, nothing was said about the girls bowl of halloween candy :-)!  I find it somewhat amusing the it is called Moviprep.  On a quick glance you may think that some great film may start playing as you mix up the fine concoction.  At closer glance it stirs images of other types of moving.

I think in my mind I will hang onto the first!

RE-focus

So back to the topic at hand.  This is a busy “just in case” week for me.  Tomorrow I will drop my script off at the pharmacy for the colonoscopy prep.  I was given an option to take pills instead of the drink but it was some crazy number that sounded just as obnoxious to get down as the drink would be so I opted for the liquid.

Tuesday the girls both have dentist appointments, get them in before the end of the year.

Wednesday will be “fun day with a radiologists” and the pelvic ultrasound.  I had one of these after Madison was born.  I had terrible unexplained pains.  We never did get a great explanation for the pains.  Was told that I had something they described as Gallbladder Sludge..gross.  Diet changes and thankfully I have never felt pains like that again.

Thursday is “prep day”.  Or maybe better thought of as “don’t wander far from the bathroom day”.

Friday of course is the colonoscopy itself, a day to look forward to if you have a very strange idea of fun.

Saturday we will be celebrating my babies sixth birthday.  So between now and then I need to get the house cleaned up.  It is not in terrible shape but it is not in “company” shape.  I actually cleaned out a few closets donating some things to storm victims of Sandy.  A few winter coats in great shape just grown out of, comforter, some clothes and  hygiene products.

So many small business in my area are acting as drop off spots, makes you feel that maybe there are still good people in the world.

By the end of the week I feel I will have been sufficiently poked, prodded and probed.