The Foot Files...continued

I loved reading all the responses from the Moms! Now I don't feel so bad!
Tonight Megan and I went for our pedicures. Megan chose Colon Star Blue, I chose Inflammatory Red, in honor of my gallbladder and uterus. (If you have been reading my blog since last August, you will know that I always name the pedicure colors according to my cancer experience). I will try to post a pic. Unfortunately, it was not the best pedicure I ever got. With my feet being numb and my toes tingling, it didn't feel real good. Then the lady sliced my ankle and I was bleeding. But we had fun spending time together, just Megs and me. The highlight of the evening was meeting a nice lady at the salon; we were chatting and I was telling her about our upcoming celebratory vacation and believe it or not, she said she has been praying for me! She couldn't remember who told her but she had me on her prayer list. She was so happy to know I was doing well. This is the 3rd time I have met a stranger who has been praying for me!
I know I have talked a lot about my feet, but sometimes I crack myself up at the situations I find myself in. Sunday I went out and got the paper and I had on Scott's crocs. I came in the house and thought Oh, I think I lost my shoe when I climbed the step. So I searched and searched for it and then I found it on my foot!!!
Ok, gotta go. Keep in touch!
Michele;

Enquiring Minds Want to Know...

I guess you could say that I was having a moment of panic when I cancelled my surgery. I wasn't ready and I wasn't sure it was the right decision. I have chosen a new gyno, which was a difficult decision after spending 13 years with my previous dr. I saw Dr. Pringle last week and he said the bleeding problem will not go away without intervention, to quote him- "the chemo fried my uterus". I asked him several times to reiterate this, I wanted to make sure I was doing the right thing. I feel much better now. So I will have gallbladder and ablation on May 19th.
We spent the weekend in St. Louis, Megan had a swim meet. She swam her heart out and came home with a 3rd, 2 5th and an 8th place ribbon. We are so proud of her. She has worked so hard! We stayed at the Drury Suite, which turned out to be an adventure. Megan was sleeping in the front room and at 4am she woke us up and said the fire alarm was going off and some man was telling us to get out. I thought she was in the middle of a crazy dream but no, it was real and we had to climb down 5 flights of stairs, all b/c some kid pulled the fire alarm. I was worried Emily would be completely traumatized by it but she was fine.
I secretly joined Facebook, hoping Scott wouldn't find out. I thought I could just delete any emails but no such luck. He caught me! So now he teases me about getting my Facebook fix, myspace just wasn't doin' it for ya' was it...
I need to get Emily to bed but before I do, I have a question for all you parents. I have noticed a few parenting tasks that I am embarrassed to admit I dislike. For example, and please don't judge me, I loathe taking my kids to the park. I find it very boring! I also don't enjoy bathtime and fixing breakfast (lunch and dinner don't bother me). So it's time to confess what you don't like. We all know we hate cleaning up vomit, wiping poopy butts, and watching endless Spongebob episodes, but what parenting task do you secretly wish you didn't have to do? Leave a comment and we'll see who has the most shocking confession! Amy Hume, I can't wait to hear yours...lol.
Ok, it's bedtime and that's one of my FAVORITE parenting tasks...ahhh...now I can get my Facebook fix without the guilt!
Love,
Michele

Midlife Crisis

Good news about my hands, they are tingling! This is good b/c Lilly said they will start to tingle and bother me worse before they improve. So to quote my all-time favorite movie "Roadhouse", "things will get worse before they get better". It could still be months before the feeling comes back, but I am optimistic they will improve.
Otherwise, not much going on. Thanks for all the comments. I wasn't completely honest when I made the comment about Scott the other day. Let me tell you what he actually said about me! He said that with all the text messaging, myspace and the tattoo, "I don't know you any more". He thinks I'm going through a mid-life crisis. I laughed hysterically! Ok, I can understand the tattoo, and maybe myspace but text messaging??? Does text messaging my friends qualify as a midlife crisis??? So I did the only thing a girl can do in a situation like this. I started texting him! Poor guy, although he quickly realized how much easier life can be when you send a text, it has taken him awhile to get the hang of it. The first 4 messages I sent him were replied with a one word answer- yes, no, ok and great. He then confesses he doesn't know how to space words so he had just been answering with 1 word. Tonight we had lesson #2- how to send a text to someone in your contact list.
Ok, Scott just quoted me a famous line, with a twist- "what you bloggin' bout Willis". I made him nervous when I said YOU!
Keep in touch, send me a text...lol
Michele;

It takes a village...

It takes a village to raise a child, but I can now say it takes a village to take care of ME. I have found myself asking for help with tasks that a preschooler could do. This weekend I could NOT get my jeans buttoned, I tried and tried but it wouldn't work. So I asked Megan and she couldn't button them b/c and I quote "Mom, I know you've lost some belly fat, but you still have some leftover". Yesterday at a birthday party I couldn't open a bottle of juice that had the foil lid. Thanks, Tom B, for helping me out. I also cannot open ice cream containers (life is rough, isn't it!). The list goes on and on. So today I break out the sandals for the first time this year. I quickly learned how hard it is to walk in sandals when you have no sensation. Nearly impossible. I thought the chemo shuffle was bad, but that was in sneakers. This is almost comical. I look like I'm drunk- or I'm a really bad hiphop dancer. I have also discovered that I can actually lose a shoe off my foot and not even know it! I look down and oops, what happened to my shoe. I am not kidding, folks. That happened at the office one day. I sat down at the computer and thought, hmmm, I am only wearing one shoe. There it sat, by the door, all alone and feeling quite lost. So anyway, back to the sandals. Imagine if you will, if sandals are hard to walk in, how difficult are they to drive in? Well, if you were on Kingshighway at 7:30 this morning, I am sure you witnessed it. I swear I looked like Jan Brady trying to learn how to drive- hitting the brakes too hard, speeding up, jerking around. Megan and I needed a neck brace after the wild ride we had. I won't go into details about how fun it was to drive down I-55 to Benton...
Gotta go, time to get back in the car and practice my dance moves!

fffffffffffff

Yesterday when I was typing my post, I noticed numerous "f"s on my screen. I thought my keyboard was broken b/c they just kept popping up by the dozens. Today I worked at my office and surprise- the "f"s just kept popping up there too. I then realized it was statistically impossible for both keyboards to be broken. My left index finger has apparently lost it's ability to perch above "f" without punching the key. Since I have no sensation in my fingers anyway, it's like talking without hearing yourself. I decided it's a good thing "u" does not sit under my right index finger!