Random Thoughts from an absent blogger....

I am lazy.  I don't think I was ALWAYS lazy...but I'm being lazy now.  Maybe all the work on the basement did me in, but all I want to do is sit on the couch.  And eat.  Usually both at the same time.  Or maybe I just have too many things to think about so my brain has shut down....

1.  I have to have my gall bladder removed.  I've technically known about this for about a year because I have had random attacks--always at night--that usually lasted about an hour and went away...that is, until about 10 days ago when I had the attack from hell and it wouldn't stop.  I'm not a person who goes to the doctor on a whim, but this one had me asking Patrick to take me to the emergency room at 1 a.m.  I was pretty sure death was imminent.  

So here's the question...how are they so sure the gall bladder isn't important?  I mean, it's there for a reason, I'm assuming.  They remove all these organs like tonsils, appendices, and now gall bladders and what if it turns out down the road someone says "oops...I guess that was more important than we thought"?  Scary business.

I haven't called and scheduled the surgery yet.  I know I need to do it, and I need to do it soon before it becomes an emergency and the bill for having it done quadruples but I just keep putting it off. Considering I don't have insurance and am going to paying for this out of pocket, I better hurry before I can't afford it anymore.

2.  I still have painting to do.  The basement is done, but once I moved the kids out of their rooms upstairs I realized they had apparently been playing with jack hammers in their rooms because the walls look like crap.  Braden is inheriting one of these rooms to be his very own and I'm going to paint it orange.  He's the only kid that doesn't care what color his room is and he can't see it anyway...(It's actually not bright orange...just kind of an awesome pumpkin color)  I forgot how much it sucks to paint when there is carpet already in the room and the woodwork is up.

3.  I went to Scrapbook USA this last weekend.  I love it and look forward to it every six months and this time I WON a major award! (I keep saying that and my kids don't get it--I guess I need to have them watch A Christmas Story a few hundred more times)  I won a Cricut Cake machine...and now the big question is...what should I do with it?  I'm not sure I like fancy cakes...and I'm not sure I will use it because it seems like a lot of work.  I made a little sample at the Cricut booth and the gum paste they were using was nasty. I am more of a tons-of-yummy-gooey-frosting-on-a-bundt-cake kind of person (and did I mention there was a "Nothing Bundt Cake" booth at the convention?  We cruised past it at least a couple dozen times getting samples--I probably ate a whole bundt cake personally in 2 days) I'm thinking maybe I should sell it and either use the money to buy the Cricut Imagine (which is the prize I was REALLY hoping to win) or I guess I could give the money to the doctor that takes my gall bladder out...

4.  I hate dealing with the government.  Unfortunately for us, the insurance through Patrick's work is outrageously expensive so my kids have qualified for CHIP. I hate to sound ungrateful, because I really am glad they have it or they would be uninsured like me, but I am now making it my personal quest to get them OFF of CHIP so I don't have to deal with it anymore.  After ten years on the insurance, they are now claiming my son doesn't even exist....which is really interesting since I've been paying PREMIUMS for him and he's the one that had seizures and needed all sorts of expensive tests and medications a couple of years ago.  Who exactly did they think was in that MRI machine, anyway?  NOW...ask me how excited I am for this government to be in charge of all health care...I DARE YOU.

And now, once again, I have forgotten our nightly family scripture reading... Oops.