{The Father of mercies and God of all comfort}

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Wise no more....

A few weeks ago my teeth were hurting so badly. I was getting this headache and throbbing in my teeth. I thought it had to be my wisdom teeth. I made a dentist appointment, because I was in desperate need of a cleaning, and since we just got new insurance, they'd do a free x-ray on my teeth. Alright.
My x-rays are on the screen, but you can only see two teeth
They did the x-ray and the dentist told me it would be wise if I got them taken out. No complaints here. My bottom left wisdom tooth was growing in sideways. The bottoms were really the complainers, the top ones hadn't moved much, but they took out all four.
I got a referral and went to see an oral surgeon. I got in for a consultation in about two weeks and scheduled the surgery for two weeks later. I thought that was pretty good timing.
I had the teeth taken out on Tuesday and I don't remember much from that day. I remember almost "losing my lunch" when we got home. I vaguely remember getting into the house, I'm pretty sure my eyes were closed. My mom said I was laughing at the doctor's office when they were trying to wake me up and put me in a wheelchair. I think that's great. I was really nervous to do the surgery, because I've never had any procedure like this before. All I remember before the surgery was them hooking me up to different machines and placing a mask on my face, which I assume was laughing gas. I remember the doctor coming in and asking me how I was, I told him I was nervous. He put the IV in my arm and I asked if we could sing a song, at this point I'm still lucid, so asking to sing a song wouldn't be weird coming from me. The doctor started singing some song and I had no idea what it was. The nurse said it was Marvin Gaye and told me he sang another song, but I don't remember what she said. The next thing I know is that my mouth and chest are cold, I think I tried to say that, I don't know if I did, and I think I went to sleep.
I was still so messed up from the anesthesia when I got home that I just passed out. My mom and mother in law got me upstairs and in bed, they were saying stuff, but I wasn't comprehending any of it. Ryan came home and has taken care of me. He brings me soup and makes sure I take my medicine on time. If he weren't here to help me, I would probably be taking too much medication or not enough. I have a follow up appointment today. Hopefully all goes well.


Thursday, February 14, 2013

Valentine's Celebration

We had a pretty low key Valentine's Day, as usual. We did gifts on Valentine's day and celebrated with dinner on Friday. The week before V day, Ryan took me to Academy, because there was a little .22 pistol on super sale, and he said he wanted to buy it for me. So, we got my pistol a week before (but he still wrapped it).

Valentine's Decor
 I used a free printable from pinterest and taped it on the glass, because it's a pain to get things perfect in that frame. I created the banner on Word, and used my XO blocks from last year.

Valentine's Day
I made homemade chicken pot pie. I punched out a heart with a knife and days later realized I have a heart shaped cookie cutter, ahh it's still cute.
Gifts: Ryan's on the left, mine on the right.
I got Ryan some pink bubblegum instead of chocolate(he likes to chew gum and pink was festive), a blue shirt with pink stripes (also festive), and tickets to the Chris Tomlin, Kari Jobe, and Loui Giglio show. 
Ryan got me the .22 of course, a body pillow (because I complain about my back) and tickets to La Bayadere, the ballet! So excited. I asked for no candy, flowers, or card. We're on a budget. He did buy me some skittles though.

I also made these cute cards for my cheerleaders. I crocheted a heart and glued it to the felt ribbon and attached it to a bobby pin.

The night after we had our Valentine dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. We got a giftcard for Christmas.


Monday, February 4, 2013

Here We Go Upward....

Here We Go!

I volunteered to Upward cheer at my church, because basketball is so far from my thing.
I thought it would be fun to watch the little ones cheer and I thought it would be fun to teach them.
It is fun. They are hilarious and so cute. On game day they're usually shy until we do our 
third cheer. They do one cheer and immediately sit on their buckets, they do this
even after they're comfortable. I tell them they
can keep standing, but they don't want to. They're so silly.
It's been a challenge, to say the least, to teach them and keep them focused at practice.
Our last game is this Saturday, I'm glad it's finally over and I can have my Saturdays
back, but I have enjoyed myself and the cheerleaders.