Kinda sad
Alright, so I have issues. I'm thinking I might be starting to sound like those people who get the band but just bitches and bitches and doesn't use all their tools. I am so NOT like that in real life, a very optimistic outgoing person. But this wL stuff is getting to me b/c I'M letting myself down and I'M being a loser.
Sooo, since I am a chronic blogger, sometimes somewhat overboard, I have made a decision. I am not going to give myself permission to blog unless I've exercised. Seriously! So if my lazy ass only does it once in a week, you won't hear from me for a week. makes me kinda sad, but at least this way I'll always have news to report. I will still keep up w/ everyone elses blogs, just no news from me. And see I LOVEEEEEEEEEEE blogging and writting, it's just fun to me. So maybe if I'm thinking I want to write, I'll talk myself into a 30 min workout to be ABLE to write. We'll see how it pans out, starting RIGHT NOW!!!
xoxo,
Liz
p.s. I had to take my 3 yr old to the hosp today. He got glass stuck in his foot playing on my moms patio and they had a broken window a week or so ago. We dug in it for about 30 mins putting him throug hella pain then I broke down n took him to urgent care. They said it'd be a 30 min wait, so we left and headed to our favorite FAST AWESOME hospital. They got him straight back and gave him benadryl and vicodin to calm him down and somewhat sedate him. He feel asleep. Then they came in and started trying to poke around and he woke up screaming (so sad). So they decided they'd do the "awake sedation" to not put him through so much pain and torture. So about an hour later they had him on tylenol w/ codein and ketamine (I think) to pass him out. So he got the IV and everything, had one md and 6 nurses. He barely wimpered when they put in the IV (b/che's a brave trooper) but cried b/c he couldn't move his hand b/c they had the soft brace on the iv arm. He didn't like being hooked up to everything. He would look at me pitiful and a little tear would fall. Not like hewas crying hysterically but b/c he was afraid. I kept comforting him and reminding him how strong he is. He passed out and it was so strange seeing him like that, his eyes weren't completely closed and his eyeballs were looking right at me b/c they don't roll up b/c he's not really asleep. Just creepy. Then the process for him to wake up after, was weird. He would just move, wiggle, jump and slap for like 15 mins before he actually "woke up". But when he came to he was in great spirits. Smiling as he slurred his words, ready for his popsicle. Wiggling b/c "i gotta pee mommy, i gotta pee." hehe! so cute! So we spent about 4 hrs there al together waiting for md orders and b/c they attempted it the less aggressive way first. The md said they would've never gotten it out w/o cutting the wound bigger b/c it was a SQUARE piece of glass hung up under there. So sad.
I gave his grandpa a stern speech when we came by to pick up Riley b/c grandpa was the one who didn't finish sweeping up all the glass and just kept saying "I'll do it later, make 'em keep their shoes on". well they are kids and they kick their shoes off all the time w/o us noticing. In this instance though, they had them off b/c they were in the pool. And he got out of the pool and was coming in the house to change and stepped on it. So....I hope my stepdad felt bad. My mom said he started re-sweeping stuff to make sure he got it all after he saw Konnor passed out in the car, IV bruises and a bandage on his foot. My poor baby can't wlak right now too so he's crawling around the house and I have to help him at the table and to pee. he's so independent, you can tell he hates it. I'm hoping he can walk on it, hobble maybe, tomorrow. Maybe it won't be as tender.
Sooo, since I am a chronic blogger, sometimes somewhat overboard, I have made a decision. I am not going to give myself permission to blog unless I've exercised. Seriously! So if my lazy ass only does it once in a week, you won't hear from me for a week. makes me kinda sad, but at least this way I'll always have news to report. I will still keep up w/ everyone elses blogs, just no news from me. And see I LOVEEEEEEEEEEE blogging and writting, it's just fun to me. So maybe if I'm thinking I want to write, I'll talk myself into a 30 min workout to be ABLE to write. We'll see how it pans out, starting RIGHT NOW!!!
xoxo,
Liz
p.s. I had to take my 3 yr old to the hosp today. He got glass stuck in his foot playing on my moms patio and they had a broken window a week or so ago. We dug in it for about 30 mins putting him throug hella pain then I broke down n took him to urgent care. They said it'd be a 30 min wait, so we left and headed to our favorite FAST AWESOME hospital. They got him straight back and gave him benadryl and vicodin to calm him down and somewhat sedate him. He feel asleep. Then they came in and started trying to poke around and he woke up screaming (so sad). So they decided they'd do the "awake sedation" to not put him through so much pain and torture. So about an hour later they had him on tylenol w/ codein and ketamine (I think) to pass him out. So he got the IV and everything, had one md and 6 nurses. He barely wimpered when they put in the IV (b/che's a brave trooper) but cried b/c he couldn't move his hand b/c they had the soft brace on the iv arm. He didn't like being hooked up to everything. He would look at me pitiful and a little tear would fall. Not like hewas crying hysterically but b/c he was afraid. I kept comforting him and reminding him how strong he is. He passed out and it was so strange seeing him like that, his eyes weren't completely closed and his eyeballs were looking right at me b/c they don't roll up b/c he's not really asleep. Just creepy. Then the process for him to wake up after, was weird. He would just move, wiggle, jump and slap for like 15 mins before he actually "woke up". But when he came to he was in great spirits. Smiling as he slurred his words, ready for his popsicle. Wiggling b/c "i gotta pee mommy, i gotta pee." hehe! so cute! So we spent about 4 hrs there al together waiting for md orders and b/c they attempted it the less aggressive way first. The md said they would've never gotten it out w/o cutting the wound bigger b/c it was a SQUARE piece of glass hung up under there. So sad.
I gave his grandpa a stern speech when we came by to pick up Riley b/c grandpa was the one who didn't finish sweeping up all the glass and just kept saying "I'll do it later, make 'em keep their shoes on". well they are kids and they kick their shoes off all the time w/o us noticing. In this instance though, they had them off b/c they were in the pool. And he got out of the pool and was coming in the house to change and stepped on it. So....I hope my stepdad felt bad. My mom said he started re-sweeping stuff to make sure he got it all after he saw Konnor passed out in the car, IV bruises and a bandage on his foot. My poor baby can't wlak right now too so he's crawling around the house and I have to help him at the table and to pee. he's so independent, you can tell he hates it. I'm hoping he can walk on it, hobble maybe, tomorrow. Maybe it won't be as tender.
Ouch... your poor little tyke. Hope he's on the mend now.
ReplyDeleteGiving yourself motivation to exercise is always a good thing. Good luck with it!