Monthly Archives: September 2013

menu plan Monday

A menu plan while I may or may not be out of commission

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That pesky kidney stone from back in July is still around and making life difficult, so I’m going to be having a laser lithotripsy today to demolish it. What does that look like from the inside? Something like this:


Crazy, right? I hope they give me the video of mine.

Now that we’ve discussed and viewed a minor surgical procedure: What’s for dinner?

Monday: Sandwiches

It’s surgery day for me, so I probably won’t be eating anything at all.

Tuesday: Baked ravioli

I ended up not making this last week because young Douglas Mason decided to make an early appearance.

Wednesday: Fish sticks & mac and cheese

I wanted to make all of this week’s meals super-easy just in case Rockford has to pick up all of my slack.

Thursday: Cheeseburgers

Perry Mason sent us home with a surfeit of beef from his freezer, so we’ll be eating a lot of it over the coming weeks.

Friday: Pizza

Flotsam / Jetsam

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Sick days

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This is the first time I’ve participated in Jana’s Stream-O-Consciousness Sunday. I don’t usually feel like I have anything to say on Sundays, for some reason, but today I guess I do.

I’ve been sick on and off since late July. I kept thinking it was UTIs, but it turns out it’s all been thanks to a 3-millimeter orb of doom. I knew I had a kidney stone in July — it was pretty hard to miss, and it landed me in the ER — but it stopped hurting so I thought it had disintegrated. (The urologist gave me potassium citrate and said it might do the trick.) It didn’t occur to me that it might not have, even when I started having other problems.

Anyway, my health problems have kept the kids from some of their activities; made Rockford make major adjustments to his work schedule, including canceling a trip this week so he’s home while I recover from surgery; and pulling some attention away from what should’ve been exclusively my brother and sister-in-law’s Big Week. I feel guilty. I don’t like being the center of attention, and I hate being an inconvenience.

And I can’t expound upon that any more, because that’s the end of the Jana-mandated five minutes.

Diversions

Not just any boy

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“Mama,” he says as he bursts into the bathroom. “I’m not just any boy. I’m special! And some weird things have been happening to me lately.”

“Yes you are special,” I agree. Weird things? Happening to my child? I tighten up my towel and try to restart my heart. “What kind of ‘weird things’?”

“There was the incident at the water park,” he says, and he recounts the story of how he went down the water slide with Daddy and their tube flipped over and he went way under water before Daddy nabbed him and pulled him to the surface. “I remember to hold my breath, and I felt like AquaMan, except AquaMan doesn’t have to hold his breath, so it was more like Batman underwater.”

I experience both relief and understanding.

“So when you say ‘special,’ you mean you might have some super powers?”

He nods — “yep” — and holds his finger out to me. “I also found this in my ear.”

I accept the giant ball of earwax with as much grace as I can muster.

“Wow,” I say. “How about you go eat your breakfast, and I’ll get dressed, and then we can talk more about what makes you special.”

“OK mama,” he says, and he charges off in search of adventure. And cereal.