Happy Easter Doctor

So the big thing this week was a trip to the hospital. I came home from church on Sunday with some contractions that wouldn’t go away. Everyone was over for Easter dinner so I had plenty of people worrying about me. I called the doctor, and she sent me to the hospital. Mostly, I was just uncomfortable for a few hours while they monitored me. I got some medicine to relax my uterus, and made me feel shaky and my heart race. Mom stayed home with James, bless her heart. They gave me some pills that I took for a few days. They made me retain water, and every time I stood up my legs started to itch, ridiculously. I took it easy for two days with my phone alarm by me to remind me to take my medicine every four hours, even at all hours of the night. Yesterday I went to the doctor and things are looking OK. I was most excited that I don't have to take the pills anymore. I have been trying to take it easy though, I don't want to be visiting a baby in the NICU. I figure two more weeks and we are home free.
When we walked into the hospital we had to walk through the ER. Kendal and I learned quickly not to look in any of the rooms. They left the doors open, and there were patients being treated. I saw a lot of blood once, and looked away before I saw anything else. When we got to Labor and Delivery there was a lady screaming from one of the rooms. We learned later she had just come in and was going too fast to get the epidural, poor thing. She had the baby while we were there. By the time we got to our room Kendal was a little traumatized. It all kind of felt like a practice run. When we were walking out I told Kendal the next time I leave here I am not going to be pregnant anymore OK. He said that was fine, but we were both relieved the baby didn’t decide to come quite yet. He needs a few more weeks to bake.

Food consumption.

James has been battling some pesky illnesses earlier this spring and said illnesses have really hampered his appetite.  We could start to see his ribs and his pants would fall down due to lack of any junk in trunk.  However, this past week he's been feeling good and making up for lost time like crazy, which makes us very happy.  

James will now say "eat" and will make his way up onto the table and then lower himself into his booster seat chair.   He will just sit there and say "eat" or "hot" until we bring him something to eat.  Mind you, this isn't just at established meal times but 8-10 times a day.  He got so skinny that we aren't exactly being too careful of what he's eating either, we'll give him pretty much anything he wants and as much of it as he wants.  For example, we bought a gigantic bag of sun chips from Costco on Monday night and they only lasted till Wednesday afternoon or so.  One of his other favorites is tator tots. He'll dip half of the tot in ketchup and then bite off only the section with ketchup on it.  He'll then place the half eaten tot to the side and work his way through the whole tots until he's dipped and eaten half of them all.  Then he'll make his way back to the half eaten tots, dip them in ketchup again and finish them off.  Kids do weird/funny stuff.  

In any case it's good to have him eating, even though at this rate we are changing 3 bad diapers a day.  

Cutler sux

First off, this week has been rough.  Last week at this time I was violently ill and didn't really get feeling good until Thursday or Friday of this week.  This gave me ample opportunity to sit on the couch and grow more and more angry at Jay Cutler who, like Rod Bladojevich lives in Chicago and has no forehead.  

I used to really like Cutler.  When he was diagnosed with Diabetes he handled it really well in the community.  He was a person living with juvenile diabetes that kids also suffering from the condition could look up to for hope and assurance.  He met with many young diabetics here in Denver and was really a positive spokesman for the disease.  On the field he was saying all the right things and generally handling the diabetes amazingly.  Then he saw some success (albeit not even really winning that many games, just passing for lots of yardage)and his mouth ran amok.  

The first thing he said was that he had a stronger arm than Elway.  Then he started pouting on the sidelines when the defense was being driven on.  Then he pouted about Shanahan getting fired.  Then he really pouted when his Qb coach got fired.  Then he had a full crying fit when he was almost traded (how dare a team try to improve their team by trading me).  He demands a trade on March 16th and proceeds to never answer his phone or respond to texts from the new coach or owner. Then  when the team begins to give into his wish of being traded he runs his mouth off about how he didn't want it to get this far and that he loves Denver and his teammates and that this "isn't him" (whatever that means).  

In short - GOOD RIDDANCE Jay Cutler and welcome Kyle Orton and your awesome neck beard.  

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