More waiting

533629_395555573861729_660755664_nSo for as much as I was hoping to leave the medical headaches of the last year in the last year, I had to go for the followup pelvic ultrasound today.  A million and one people have told me not to worry about it and for the most part of have been able to put it out of my head but those million and one people did not just finish recovering from a bilateral prophylactic mastectomy.  I hate that today is Friday since I will have to wait through the weekend to hear anything.  I would like to believe those million and one people but what has me going today was the length of the ultrasound itself.  This one was more than twice as long as the first.  Now, I understand that sometimes things can not be seen as well and there are many factors including the tech doing it but none of these things can negate the fact that after the last year I am on edge and very much sick of it all!

Now we wait.

Roller skates, basketballs and a big bottle of Tylenol

10020274One of the must have gift this year for both of the girls was roller skates.  I found it interesting since neither have ever skated before nor do we know anyone who does.  I loved the idea!  Good exercise, something they could do together and something not electronic. I remember as a kid skating in my basement in my white, metal wheeled skates.  The basement was really the only place you could skate with those metal wheels, hit a rock in the street and you went flying. Who ever thought metal wheels was a good idea?

So the girls received the skates from their aunt and uncle and both were thrilled.  Having wooden floors makes the house a small skating rink.  The day after Christmas and still in pajamas the skates were on and laced.  One at a time turns were taken holding my arm (tightly) as we went back and forth down the hall.  This lasted only until I was kicked so hard in the ankle I almost fell down.  Even with a death grip on my arm, neither of my balance challenged angels could stay on their feet.  The session lasted a few minutes until we agreed to take a break.

My ankle was sore for days!  That was the last time mommy stood anywhere near a child with wheels on their feet!

In between skating sessions, the make shift skating rink transforms into a basket ball arena for the new balls the girls received from their father.  The weather has been lousy here and over break there were battling flu/infections and viruses so we have been  basically stuck inside.  It is amazing the amount of thumping noise 2 basketballs can create. 12917515-illustration-of-a-basketball-mascot-walking

Over the passing days the balance on the skates has improved as has the ability to bounce the basketball.  Now they are running up and down the hall attempting to shoot it against my front door.   It is better than sitting around all day.  It is a nice break from the computer and Ipad activities.  I am sure that if they put the ball through a window my opinion may change, we will keep our fingers crossed!

My mother would never have approved :-).

 

 

Relax, don’t worry, wash that gray away

There was a time when I worked when I had a reputation of instilling fear.  I was a no-nonsense kind of person who did not put up with much.  I was also known to have a bit of a short fuse and let’s just say that patience was not a virtue. I do not know if it is age or life experience especially those medical experiences over the last year but I really seem to be seeing things differently and reacting much differently.  (Patience, well still working on that one a bit :-))

I had an appointment to get my hair touch up today.  I arrived and sat for a few minutes chatting with the ladies at the desk.  I have been going to the same salon for years now.  We chatted about Christmas, taking down the holiday decorations and how we all welcomed the normal routine returning.  AFter sitting for 5-10 minutes they decided to call the person who does my hair since she seemed to be running late.

As the call was being made one of the owners of the salon had come to the front, a very nice gentlemen about my age.  The news was then delivered, there was a miscommunication and they were so sorry but my stylist thought she had the day off.  Now, since I had surgery the week of Thanksgiving my hair schedule is a mess and I was WAY overdue for my touch up.  At 41, it is very clear that if I would allow it to grow in I would be fully gray, a look I am not ready for to say the least.

What happens next speaks to the changes I am experiencing in my older age I guess.  The owner immediately jumped in and said he would do my hair.  Now….for many women this is a very personal thing.  They wait weeks to get appointments with “their person”.  People become loyal, right or wrong.  Along with his offer to do my hair were continued apologies and an offer of a 20% price reduction on all services for the day.

I smiled and told them all to relax.  I was not upset at all.  I believe exactly what I said was, “no problem shit happens”.  I was getting the gray out which was the goal of the day.  Getting a discount, well that was a bonus.  There was a time where this probably would have set me off but why?  The way the shop handled it was about as well as you could ever hope for.  The woman who does my hair has an ill father who is preparing for surgery.  Between that, the holidays and her own family added in can overwhelm anyone.  Years ago I would not have know that because I guess I did not really care.  dontsweatthesmallstuff

There are real problems in life involving real people.  Life is just too short to get crazy over silly, stupid or senseless issues.  I guess we would all be better off if we could figure these things out much earlier.  I am happy that I am finally realizing it myself!