Friday, February 5, 2010
Fat Suit
And at the rate I am eating it will be forever.
I am eating, yet another Volcano Box from Taco Bell. (this is my 3rd this week)
I am on and off on this diet/Lose it Bitch/ Biggest Looser/ life change thingy. I have recently picked up some WW books from my dear friend Mudd Pimp, and it seems like the best idea for me, hence I can NOT give up food, carbs, or what I want to eat.
That being said I do need a bit o' dicipline in the whole what I want and portion control. So the WW has had a trial. A shitty blotchy, messy random trial.
AND so again, Spaghetti is FINALLY tired of his "fat suit" too. So we have decided to start Monday. Sunday is a family get together, to celebrate the Superbowl, and all it's hot wing goodness, and Spaghetti's 34th birthday (damn! 34 already?!)
Monday it is... P90X? to bed early? Up to work out? Yoga? Healthy food?
I sure as fuck hope so. I am SO over stuffing my face wth burritos...
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Skinny babble

- My knees. I swear, at only 30 1/2 years old, these extra 25 lbs are rough on my knees.
- My clothes. I have some cute clothes. And I can't wear them because I REFUSE to have a tire, or a bagel, of any kind showing when I go out in public (the back yard is a whole different story. Then neighbors get the best!)
- My self esteem. Not that I ever really had low self esteem. I'm not all into myself, but I do pride myself on looking pretty good. And when your the short fat white chick. AND with the mom hair. Well that is enough to knock me down a few pegs on the "esteem ladder"
- My ability to hike. We have been walking and hiking ALOT lately. And going to Starved Rock State Park, is one of my favorite places to go. And the stairs were tough for me. (I must point out there are over 100 stairs on the one staircase) Plus I was either toting a 26 lb 3 year old. Or the 17 lb 1 year old. At one point, I made Spaghetti carry them both!
- The kids. Who doesn't want to keep up with their kids? Honestly who can? I mean the energy of a 3 year old is insane! But I would love to be able to hike, and bike, and just do all kinds of things and not be pooped.
I think if we do this now. If we start eating good. Walking ALOT, biking too. And we just really try. This will last us our whole life, and not only effect us as parents of toddlers, but as parents of teens, and as grandparents too.
I want to be able to do everything I can with my family. And I know it's just 25 lbs. But to me that is ALOT. My babies are here, and it has been over a year now. I just need to remember that me in the picture above. And strive to be a healthier me.
So we started yesterday. Good foods, like oatmeal, eggs, chicken and yogurt. Coffee and water are my beverages. Today was eggs, coffee, toast, and then cottage cheese and applesauce for lunch. We went to the park with the kids. Spaghetti ran the track, and I played with the kids.
I do think with my Gaiam work out routine (I can do it, I am comfortable doing it, and I feel the results the next day) and eating healthy, I will be in good shape. Not sure when. I will just do my best for as long as I can.
And if I do fall of the wagon, which I am sure a pizza dinner, or a ice cream break will come along. I won't fight it. But I will need to be strong and go back to my healthy ways.
I hope this whole soapbox babble is going to help. I hope the eating good, cleaning the house more often, and taking care of myself will stick.
I enjoy a clean house, a more organized life, a healthy energetic me, and a happy me. So here is to the first day of many!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Cystic Fibrosis results are in
Testing was a pain. Weird too.
The hospital was great. It was just for Children, and everyone was really nice. Weaky's test involved cleaning his arm, setting gauze onto it. (one on the forearm and one on his lower arm)Then these little copper rectangles set over each piece of gauze.
She then hooked the copper pieces up to a box with wires on it. Like a car battery. She said it would feel like when your leg is asleep, the uncomfortable tingly feeling. That was for 5 minutes, and yes I had to hold him in my lap for it. Afterwards she removed the gauze and copper plates, and only on the lower arm, she had a solution to make him sweat, but it was cold, and she said it would sooth the tingly-ness then she placed new gauze. And wrapped his arm with this shrink wrap type stuff. To trap the sweat.
Then we did the other arm the same. A whole new 5 minutes of tingly torture. (thank god he won't remember any of this. But it did keep Bagel in check, she had the "deer in headlights" look going on the whole time. In fear that she was next)
After we went to the waiting room, now we had to wait for 30 minute for the sweat to collect under the shrinky wrap. Once one of the arms were free, they put a bag on him to collect a urine sample, then draw a vile of blood (I made Spaghetti go in with him for that. I was maxed out on my kids blood for the week) The blood is to test for Anemia.
She told us that they would have the results by 2:30 that day! At 2:30:01 we called Dr. B to get the results...
Negative. Phew. Breathe. Cry. Fist bump Spaghetti. Go kiss your boy.
We have to wait for the Anemia test, and whatever the Doc wanted with my kids urine, those had to be sent out. We are just happy to know the results of the CF.
Oh and in other Weaky news. At the DOC band appointment on Monday, the therapist told us that we only had 2 weeks left of the band! Hoo-fucking-ray!! I can NOT wait to set him free of that! He never notices its on his head. But with the warmer weather he sweats SO much! So May 19th is his last day!
I just have to say I make tiny babies, with big heads, that's all! Thanks again to all my friends and family who sent good wishes our way for Weaky's results. They were all appreciated!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Fingers in my ears, going "lalalalalala"


Tuesday, March 10, 2009
S.I.C.K.

Sunday, March 8, 2009
The perks of sick kids.
(yes I can even find positive in an evil negative)
- I am looked to as an AMAZING mom because I can care for sick children, and a sick me.
- My children cling to me, at times it may drive me insane. But I realize they need me, and my comfort at this time. I love it.
- We totally get out of events because who really wants the whole hacking Mc family there? Not that a hacking 10 month old isn't adorable.
- Kids on meds sleep more.
- Kids on meds sleep more.
- kids on meds sleep more. sorry! It's SO true, and SO necessary to repeat!
- My mom was amazing, and helped me with 3 big garbage bags of laundry, and the kids even though we were hacking and sneezing all over her! Muah mommy!
My IL's took the kids today so we could drive an hour away to get our taxes done. My MIL is not feeling well at all, but they took them anyway! Thank YOU!
Hooray. I totally would rather have happy, healthily babies, but that is the upside to the sickness. I do have to note that last night was my first "toddler barfed in her bed" night. AGAIN I was SO lucky. Bagel did it at 9:45 when I was still up. She amazingly only barfed on herself, and her care bear, NO sheets, NO blankets. Awesome.
I then got a full run down of the events repeatedly all day today. Even funnier.
Well tomorrow is Monday, Weaky's DOC band appointment at 10:30, then off to the Quick Care for two sick little people (I went last week, it was a Sinus Infucktion.)
Wish us well!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Missing Spaghetti and defenseless children
I have now shared all of my sickness with my poor defenseless children. Weaky is so sad, his little eyes are all red, and his nose is runny. He has the tiniest little man cough.
Bagel is just an adorable hacking, and sneezing little princess. Who whines a bit more due to the virus that is invading her usual energetic self.
All we wanna do is sleep, and sleep some more.

Due to lack of energy, or it being used up in catering to the sick babies, my bathroom is looking like this.
Where the laundry is pouring over to the floor, and Weakys bath tub is just there.
The second sink is a total disaster, we haven't used it in over a month. (you can't even see it. Maternal? D. Pimpster? You two freakin yet? Wanna organize my bathroom?) I am trying to cut through all the crap, declutter, and we need a system because EVERYTHING ends up here. (obviously)Oh, and if you see the guy in the picture below. Tell him I love him and I miss him. He's worked 3 days at the video store, and inbetween working when he is home, I have been running someone to a doctor. So I barely get to see him. He answers to the name Spaghetti.

Monday, March 2, 2009
Gag me with a purple polka dotted spatula backwards

Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Vitamin overload! Stop the germs! Stop the germs!

I am well rested, as should be I went to bed at 8 pm last night. Thanks to to much time with the public last weekend (funeral and the Chicago Auto show) my little children are now fighting colds, and so am I. (boooo)
I should count myself lucky, because I seclude myself and children from the rest of the world, we have few colds. This would be Bagels 3rd cold in almost 3 years. This is Weaky's first cold at 9 months. (they both take vitamins daily, and we stay home ALL the time)

I have been downing Coldeez and Airborne all day yesterday, and started my early morning with a 6 oz cup of Zesty Orange Airborne (taste like the glucose test, when your pregnant) there is also the choice of Lemon Lime (not much better, Spaghetti says it tastes like someone vomited Mt. Dew and he gets to be the lucky one to drink it. Better downing this stuff then having a head cold and working a 16 hour shift right honey?) It's better then having a head cold.
So right now my symptoms are a mild scratchy throat, and I am just a bit more tired then usual. Both of my kids are professional snot bubble blowers by today, and Weaky is not interested in solids, much less a bottle. He will down the expensive Pediasure that he is on. Well whatever, as long as he is eating.
I am hoping that Spaghetti can skip this round of colds, but I doubt it, I practically pour the Airbourne down his throat, and when I remember give him his vitamins to take.
I am hoping my coffee this morning will scald off some of the germs, and give me a good buzz to get through the morning. I will be taking my afternoon dose of Airborne, then my before bed dose too.
It's kind of weird. When you take it, if your to late, and you already have the cold. It's like you have all the symptoms but they are mild. Oh and don't take to much, I vomited ALOT because my mom was pumping them into me via the Airborne Gummies at a scrapbook event. (yes they make gummie bears for Airborne too, kids like them. I obviously missed that boat with Bagel. Next time...)
Airborne owes me a thank you for plugging them through this whole damn post. And I must say this is not a way to stop from getting sick, and it is not a cure. But more a super vitamin to help you fight off germs and colds. I just hope my
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
I get you.
Early morning, never enough coffee. We choose the front row. Bad idea, when speakers are rambling on, and on and on, trying so hard not to use big medical terms, but they still are, and it's almost lunch time, and you just want to get the medical speech over with. Yes some was good, but I think we were all antsy to just talk to each other.
I must tell you as to date, we knew of no one with the same kind of Dystonia Frances has.
Right before lunch there was some Q and A time. A mom sitting over and behind us, was there with her husband, two sons (about 16 and 14) and her daughter, small, with short curly brown hair, didn't look a day over 7 years old.
When the mom raised her hand and asked a question, all I herd was "our daughter just had DBS and she is 11 years old. Because of the Dystonia she can not eat, drink, swallow, and she can no longer talk"... tears built up faster then I could control, I turned to look at my mom, and she too just had this teary eyed look of "someone is just like us..." I mean when you go 15 years thinking that Frances is the only one on the planet with this and then all of a sudden there is this girl... Stephanie... she was shy, but at lunch she showed us she has figured out how to kinda eat and drink.
She puts a teeny tiny piece of food in her mouth, then rolls her head back and to the side. It works. She found a sensory trick, or a way to try and live with Dystonia. We talked at lunch about her surgery, the family life, and day to day issues.
I met another lady, Cory, she was in her 40's and was considering the DBS surgery, she was probably where Frances was when she was 15. She can still talk some, but her neck is turning. She asked questions, we shared info, but she left before breakout sessions started. Maybe she was overwhelmed with all the surgery info... not sure...
After lunch we went back in the room, it took forever for them to get us all out, we just kept talking! There was another talk, and then the breakout sessions. There were 3 to choose from, Being a sponsor, Secondary Dystonia (not us) and then Family's with Dystonia.
There were about 30 people in the room. We sat in a circle. We shared.
The lady from Australia (she met Nicole Kidman back when she was still just and Aussie) her and her husband both have Dystonia, and they just had a baby. (not sure if there's is genetic) She was very informative, dealing with this and her husbands for 30 years now.
The mother, father and daughter. The daughter is one of those amazing people who were in a wheelchair, and after the DBS surgery she runs track in H.S. there's is genetic. The grandma, and father both have it. Oh and the girls brother does too.
The family I mentioned above was in there. And this husband and wife were there, to ask questions. There daughter fell while bowling, and she now has Dystonia.
This guy, Marc, and his wife were there. He has it, and it's like Frances' but he can talk. (I told you this disorder is random)
A lady named Sue, she just was diagnosed in February. She made me sad. Her family is a "heart disease family" she lost 2 brothers (she is in the middle of 11 kids) and her father to heart attacks. But now that she has this, they make fun of her. Saying it's for attention, and she is a freak. She said her husband hates her family for this. She was so proud of me, for being a sister that cared.
So far we have had an accident brought on Dystonia, Genetic Dystonia, Familys with Dystonia, and small children with Dystonia. And people with Dystonia setting in later in there life.
Then there was Mandy, again Dystonia must keep you from aging, she looked about 18 or so (the H.S. track girl above looked about 14) said she was 30. My age. She was there with her mom, who talked alot, but from what we know, the mom lost her husband 20 years ago. Mandy is the youngest of 3. Older brother and sister. Mandy and mom live in Florida, Brother and sister live in Wisconsin. Mom is on her own with Mandy.
Mandy has Dystonia from her chin down to her toes. She can walk across a room, then within a few seconds be flat on the floor. Her Dystonia makes her muscles SO tight that you can't move her. So she is usually in a wheel chair. Sometimes her mouth is effected, but for the whole time I saw her, she could talk fine.
Mandy is on lots of meds, all that Frances tried and they do not work. And one made her hallucinate for 3 days. Mandy has not had the DBS surgery, personally I think it would be great for her. It's funny how you always see who has it better then you. I mean some of these people were lucky enough to go to collage, get married and have kids before Dystonia even set in. But with Mandy. It started in 1978, when she was only 5 months old. Talk about lucky. Frances may not have had a voice after 14, but we were lucky to have her talk for 14 years.
We all talked and shared, and after asking us twice, we all finally got up and headed towards the main room. We gathered outside of the main room, exchanging information, and just talking.
As I stood in a crowd of about 20 people, I stood in front of Mandy, I gave her my business card, and said, "I know that you can't type well sometimes, but if you need to just say Hi" I told her I was really looking for a sibling who gets me.
I get a tap on the shoulder.
"Hi, I'm Alyssa, Mandy's sister. I'm 35. I get you." We cried. We hugged. We get each other. That is what I got out of the seminar. A friend who gets me. I know my friends and family care deeply about us. But to have someone totally get you? I mean that feels the guilt and the hurt you do? That is what I wanted from this.
I will do a post on more of the medical info, it is late, and I must go to bed. Stay tuned for more.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Crash.
3 Venti Starbucks Mocha's (with double shot)
4 bottles of water
10 other scrapbookers
and... drum roll please... 9 yes 9 scrapbook pages! Folks this is somewhere near a miracle, because I never get that many done. I am very proud. I was able to to the whole Drew Davis Band Concert from this summer, some of myself, and Dong.
I made a new friend, we shall call her Batz Maru, we exchanged phone numbers we hit it off so well. She was born in this state, then moved to Hawaii most of her life, then went to college in Nebraska (?) and back here again. But she's Mexican. So I have a new friend who is a very honest, sarcastic, funny, Hawaiian, Nebraskan, Mexican. Pretty cool.
Ah and the bad part of my all night parting ways... the crash... to much coffee makes me poop, and the dogs were barking when I got in. So in between taking ALL of my stuff from the truck, down to the art room, then pooping, talking to Aerial (she was getting ready for work) then taking care of the dogs, pooping, blogging, and now more pooping and off to bed.
I will be sleeping as much as I want the beloved Gramma and Grampa Mc are taking my monkeys until tomorrow! Wee! A free day. Maybe even a haircut. Mohawks grow fast!
So off to bed with me, night night.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Dentist appointments for all bloggers!

Wednesday, October 8, 2008
One Twisted Story.

From the brain’s perspective, muscle control is a highly complex task—whether crossing a tightrope, sending a wink across the room or simply sitting still. Even raising an eyebrow requires the cooperation of dozens of muscles we don’t even realize we have.
Dystonic symptoms can show up in childhood or adulthood, and they range from relatively minor movements to severe contortions or fixed postures. The condition rarely goes away completely, and predicting its course can be difficult.
There are two categories of dystonia: “primary” and “secondary.” Primary dystonias have a genetic source and simply appear, while secondary forms follow an injury or physical trauma such as stroke, poisoning, reactions to certain drugs or lack of oxygen at birth.
Dystonia is the third most prevalent movement disorder, behind Parkinson’s disease and tremor. More than 300,000 people in North America suffer with dystonia, and yet relatively little is known about why it occurs, primarily because unlike other neurological disorders, brain scans of dystonic patients look normal. Because cognitive abilities, intelligence, vision, hearing and muscle strength are all normal too, scientists have few clues as to the underlying mechanisms of the disease.
Causes of Dystonia
Additional insights into the causes of dystonia have come from studying the region in the brain where motor function occurs. Called the “basal ganglia,” or “basement structures,” this region, located deep below the cerebral cortex, is where the messages that control muscle movement are processed. Investigators believe that damage to the basal ganglia can result in the type of involuntary movements that define dystonia. Scientists also suspect that sensory functions, which influence motor movement, may offer clues.
The Link to Parkinson’s Disease
Dystonia is often compared to Parkinson's disease because both are movement disorders related to the basal ganglia part of the brain, and because symptoms of Parkinson's sometimes resemble the twisting of dystonia, though this is usually because of medications, not the disease. Dystonia patients sometimes show symptoms resembling late stage Parkinson’s disease, such as difficulty swallowing, moving slowly or vocal problems.
Treating Dystonia
Frances has had SO much Botox, and she had a 16 hour DBS surgery done in January of 2005. The Botox did little or nothing, and even though we are frustrated with the DBS results, that Frances isn't able to talk at all, or eat well. We have had the generators off, and have seen the results. She hunches over, and is very twisted. Seeing this, I remind my parents that we are lucky that we had the DBS, to keep her as she is, and not twisted.
In TWISTED, Remy Campbell dramatically demonstrated the effectiveness of her deep brain stimulator when she turned it off for the cameras. Immediately she began to arch and bend forward, moving from an upright posture to a 45-degree angle, just moments after the stimulator was shut off.
No joke, that is how it is, when your turned off, the effects are pretty fast. This video saddens me, and I am sickly jealous of how this girls generators fix her. Why not Frances too?
For this reason, supplemental strategies can be very helpful, such as physical therapy, support groups and speech therapy. Meanwhile, the research goes on. Genetic links and dopamine changes seem to be the most promising beacons along the path to the ultimate goal—finding a cure for dystonia.







