My DH is starting to freak out a little bit that our treatments are (hopefully) starting in about a month. All of the "what if's" thoughts are starting to find their way into his head, and all of the half done projects around are house are becoming obvious to-do's "need to get this done before baby arrives." We have all of these half done projects because he was in b/t some of them on each of those back surgeries. And I'm not good with a hammer, so I couldn't help much. So now its rush time.
When we fist bought our house we had to completely renovate the whole thing (it used to be a friut stand). Floor to ceiling. And we did it all ourselves. Good to know I have a handy husband. But be careful what you wish for. We rushed some of the projects so some of them need to re-done. So in my DH mind "if I need to replace the outlet, I should probably take out the wall (how else to get to the electric?), well... if I take out that wall I could probably take out that other wall and make our bedroom bigger. Well heck, if I'm doing that, misewell enclose the hallway and REALLY make our bedroom bigger." I'm out in California on a business trip and I call home.. "wucha doing?".. DH: "oh.. you know, just working on the house..." I get home... and the living room and our bedroom were all one room (because there were no walls left). Wires hanging from the ceiling.. everything is in disarray. I was only gone a week. >deep breath< This is the kind of things my DH does. Another time, he had the day off work and decided that he didn't like the way the kitchen cabinets looked. So he took all of them off and re-arranged them (but now they really don't make sense and our counter top is in pieces) in ONE DAY!
We've begun to demo the fire place in our living room. In one of the many attempts to fix the once leaking roof (and I mean leaking, buckets everywhere, i.e Beverly hillbillies) DH and his dad took out the chimney last year along with building a new roof. So now all that is left is the actual fire place that was built in the 50's and is huge (5x3!! and full of brick). Its going to be messy, and I hope we can tackle it in the next few weeks.
Then, its the bathroom. I'm getting so many ideas from that show 'Fixer Upper.' Joanna has my sense of style. I fancy myself quite the interior decorator.
I kind of like focusing on these project's because it takes the focus on our upcoming treatments. If its one thing I have learned, and am still struggling with is taking one step at a time. Even just making the appointment to get my blood drawn was exciting. I had mentioned earlier that I emailed my nurse, so she called me yesterday. I don't need to make an appointment for ordering the drugs, I'll just have to call her when I start my next cycle and she'll order everything. I'll just have to go pick them up. But I keep insisting that I meet with a finance coordinator. I did receive a packet with a pathetic outline of cost's, but I need more details. I need to know exactly what my treatments are going to cost so that I can prepare for them. That's not to much to ask is it?
The nurse also snuck in there.. "you know they'll be weighing you before you start your treatment right? you need to make sure your BMI is where it needs to be." STING! Now, I am by no means hugely over weight, but I can stand to lose probably about 30 pounds. Its all my tummy region. I have several things fighting against me. My dumb stupid thyroid that in this past year went from grossly under active, to highly overactive. huh? how does that even happen? Then having PCOS on top of that with the insulin resistance and all that jazz. Its always been hard to really lose the weight.
Still staying on this low carb thing and I'm holding steady at 10 pounds lost since the beginning of Jan. I need to start working out. I used to be an avid runner, 5/10k's, 10 milers.. then I just stopped cold turkey in 2013 (i.e. the WORST year of my entire life). So I have about a month left to lose another 10 pounds safely so I can prove it to the nurse ha! see? I lost weight.
I'm reluctant about signing up for a race b/c "what if" I get pregnant my first treated cycle? Or "what if" I don't.. So I think I'll just train as if I am going to race, and perhaps just sign up late or the day of. Races in the spring are hard to train for because its hard to get outside when its below freezing. I am desperately checking my weather app looking for days showing 40 or above. Sadly, more precipitation (snow, ice) is headed our way.
I'm losing my focus here. I'm listening to 90's pop hits on pandora and the backstreet boys just came on. How great were the 90s?? I'm this close to belting out "I want it thaaaaaaaat waaaaay." Or lets say "I want a baaaaaaabaaaay" hehe.
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