My Real Life

December 14, 2011

How I Know

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It’s that time of year, again, when we all get the sniffles and coughs and regularly scheduled winter ailments.

However, for me, I’m never quite sure if it’s allergies or an actual cold.

I can guess, but I’m never really sure.

So, I take this medicine or that medicine until something takes and that’s how I diagnose…based on what works.

However, there is one surefire way for me to tell whether it’s allergies or a cold, and it’s by looking at my nightstand in the morning.

I’ve been under the weather for about a week, now.

I power through, but it’s starting to wear me down.

Yet, I haven’t known what to take (and can’t take much anyway, as I’m still nursing) so it persists.

This morning, however, I was able to make my diagnosis.

It’s a cold, verging on bronchitis.

Hmmm…what tipped me off?

See, I’m a sleep-medicator.

Some people sleepwalk, sleep-eat, sleep-lots of things.


I sleep-medicate.

Apparently, in the night, the coughing got so bad that it triggered my asthma, which caused me to, in my sleep, sit up and rifle through my nightstand drawer to find an inhaler.

And, apparently, the first one was empty.

So, I went for the second.

Which was also empty.

I must have finally found what I needed in the third, and went back to sleep.

I remember none of this.

This is why I don’t keep any other medications in my nightstand drawer.

I also think that I need to throw out those empty inhalers.

But that’s another post.

October 17, 2011

How it’s Going

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So, I think a great example for how it’s been going around here lately would be the fact that, this morning, as I dropped Tiny Monkey off at his babysitter’s house, I realized that I forgot to put on my shoes before leaving the house and was still wearing my slippers.

I was already running late because it was a Monday, and thus, I taught all day long in my slippers.

You see where I’m going with this?

I can barely keep a coherent thought in my head, lately, so putting together a blog post that is meaningful or entertaining is a bit beyond my purview.

However, I feel like I’m missing something when I’m not updating the blog, so although I don’t like to use the blog to complain, here’s the way it’s been going around here the past week or so.

I got hit with the stomach bug last week.

I got hit hard.

I actually had to leave work early on Wednesday and then was out sick on Thursday.

I muddled through on Friday, but I didn’t actually start to feel better until Friday night.

Saturday morning, Real Man and Monkey Girl woke up not feeling well.  By Sunday, the two of them sounded like they had been hit by a truck.  I checked out both of their throats with a flashlight and my unprofessional opinion was possibly strep.

Without a professional diagnosis, however, and based on the fact that they both felt well enough to go to school and work today, they did.

In the midst of this, on Thursday, Monkey Girl got braces, and while she is absolutely adorable with those things, the bill caused my heart to skip more than a beat or two.

Man oh man…have you seen how expensive those things are???

Tiny Monkey started coughing and sneezing on Friday.

The coughing is adorable, and at first I thought he was imitating everyone else, but turns out, he wasn’t.

The cough is all his own.

When he sneezes?

All the colors of the rainbow emerge from that tiny nose.

And, by Sunday morning, my throat was hurting again, as well.

So, we all did a lot of resting this weekend and laying low and watching ridiculous things on television.

(I watched the Justin Bieber movie and cried a little.)

We also waited for our new dishwasher to be delivered on Saturday.

Didn’t come.

Called them up, turns out they had to change the delivery date, but didn’t bother to tell us.

Baby Monkey and Monkey in the Middle seemed to be untouched by all of this and went about their merry way, “raking” the leaves in the yard, playing football inside and outside the house, basketball on the deck, doing puzzles, board games, etc.

Tonight, Monkey Girl, Tiny Monkey and I all are headed to the doctor to get checked out.  At this point, it’s probably moot, but I think it’s important we get checked anyway.

So, it’s not been great around here, lately, and I haven’t felt like blogging about the blah.

But, you know me…there’s gotta be a bright side, so here it is.

I hit the church bazaar on Saturday and got 29 books, 4 jigsaw puzzles, 1 board game, 1 electronic game, 3 coloring books, 10 comic books all for $13.00.  Played with a bunch right away and have some saved for Christmas.  Excellent deals.

My blood sugar numbers have been really good lately.  Now, that could be because I haven’t really eaten much of anything for five days, but I choose to believe that my diabetes is finally getting under some type of control.

Monkey Girl is being super-responsible with her braces.  She brushes and flosses and does everything she is supposed to without anyone having to remind her.  That’s good to see.

We hit the library on Saturday, also, and brought home a truckload of Halloween books that the boys have been having me read over and over as we all snuggled up this weekend.  We also found our own Berenstain Bears collection that got stashed when we moved them up from the basement and we recently uncovered.  So, we’ve been wading our way through all of those, as well and loving every minute of it.

I downloaded the new Rick Riordan book “The Son of Neptune” to the Nook for Monkey Girl and she read it in a day and I’m in the middle of it now and absolutely love it.  This guy is a freaking genius, I tell you.  Makes me embarrassed to say that I’ve written a novel, because my mind and my writing is nowhere near what this guy has in his brain.  So creative and interesting.  Talk about character development and back story and…well, needless to say, I’m enjoying it immensely.

So, forgive the doom and gloom and I promise to get back to the usual lovefest sometime soon.

In the mean time, cover yourself if you see us coming and we’ll try our best not to infect you.

October 18, 2009


I am sick. Sick, sick, sick. Sick to the point of not wanting to lift my head off the pillow.

It’s a cold that has been fermenting all week, and has finally exploded. I saw the doctor yesterday and she told me to lay low and come back Wednesday.

I tell you this story not to garner sympathy, but to explain my lack of a fascinating post today. I’ve spoiled you with my fascinating life and today, I got nothing.

Okay, maybe I’ve got a little something.

I don’t know about you, but when I’m sick, I don’t want to eat. I can’t breathe through my nose, so it’s hard to eat, so I’d just rather not. Instead, I dream about what I’ll eat when I feel better.

And right now, what I’m focusing on is a Friendly’s Reeses Pieces Sundae.

Not the two scooper that they give you with your dinner.


(This is a picture of the Reeses Peanut Butter Cup sundae…not the Reeses Pieces, but it’s the same idea, except take out the Peanut Butter cup and add Reeses Pieces)

I mean the huge, honkin’ six scooper. Those of you who live in an area with a Friendly’s know what I’m talking about. Those of you who don’t, let me share.

Six scoops of ice cream…three of vanilla and three of chocolate smothered in hot peanut butter sauce, hot fudge, whipped cream, Reeses Pieces and a cherry on top. It is to die for. Seriously. To die for.  It’s so dangerous, I can’t even find a picture of it online.

Sounds enormous, but you can ask Real Man or my friend, Kim, I laugh in the face of a six scoop ice cream sundae.  I’ve eaten plenty in my day.  Not in the past few years, but I think I could totally put my game face on and do some damage.

They used to make a tiny version “to-go.”


However, they don’t seem to make it anymore. Grrr…

Because, really, as icky as I feel, I might have just put on my puppy dog face and seen if I could convince Real Man to run out and pick one up for me.

Oh, and so you don’t feel cheated by not having any “Monkey-talk” today, I thought I’d share a picture with you.

We ran over to my parents house yesterday, as my Dad’s tv has broken and he wanted Real Man to take a look at it.

While there, I lounged on the couch and Baby Monkey wandered in to see what was up. We all (except for Real Man) got our flu shots this morning (not why I’m sick…I was sick way before, so let’s not get into a flu shot debate, here), and Baby Monkey always gets knocked for a bit of a loop the day he gets a shot. So, he crawled up on my lap and fell fast asleep.

So, you can see that Baby Monkey shares Monkey in the Middle’s penchant for falling asleep anytime, anywhere.


And so, I hope you’ve enjoyed your Monkey Fix for the day.

As for me, I’m going back to bed.

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