So Uncool

     This is Tiffany ... she is  my rock and my best friend. Who knew you'd find your best friend when you were in your 30's?  We're the yin and the yang of life.  Our friendship is effortless ... we're even the co-presidents of the PTO of our kids' school.  So all of that was said for a reason.  Friday was yet another wonderful day in the land of Lupron.  However, it was also Field Day for my sweet girl.  So, despite the persistent pain, I put on my big girl britches, went to her school and supported her.  At least I thought I did.  Somehow, even though Annie's only 7 I've become very uncool when I see her at school and she's with her  friends.  It's not the most self-esteem boosting feeling.  Nonetheless, I manned the ring toss area with Tiffany, and I swear I had a bullseye target on me because a lot of the precious children nailed me with the rings. Oh, well, Tiff and I had a blast ... our friendship is always fun.  Everybody should have a what-would-I-do-without-her friend in their lives.  And as for Annie?  Well, I might be uncool when she sees me in public, but in my completely biased opinion she's still adorable and beautiful.

     The weekend can be summed up in 2 words. Lupron. Lawnmowers.  I can't say much about the lawn mowing because a lot of those lawn mowing people (my husband included) are our neighbors and friends.  Plus what's the alternative? Set up a picket line until they all stop mowing their grass? Welcome to the jungle.  Nah, I don't think so.

     Oh, wait, I forgot.  I would be remiss if I didn't discuss the season finale of "Greys Anatomy." However, I can't say much without spoiling things so I'll just say it made me mad.  I CAN discuss the "Dancing With the Stars" finale coming on tonight and tomorrow night.  In my mind it's pretty much between Zendaya and Kellie so if people get that wrong I'll no longer be watching television.  Or I'll fly to Los Angeles and set up a picket line there and be sure to wear my "You Say Psycho Like It's a Bad Thing" shirt.  Very effective.

     We did have some serious excitement over the weekend when our sweet Bonnie killed a lizard.  I don't even know how she caught it because those things are crazy fast.  Anyway, she spent a little while tossing it into the air like a toy, and then inevitably the lizard moved into the white light of lizard heaven.  I'm not certain Bonnie knew that happened because when her lizard friend suddenly stopped moving she looked at it with a very disappointed look because it could no longer play.  Sigh.  Godspeed, small lizard friend.  We won't forget you.

     Oh, don't think I've forgotten the support of my husband, who patiently puts up with all the Lupron insanity.  He listens while I ponder if the red and yellow cards used in a soccer match were based on traffic lights and why on EARTH the couple picked that particular horrible house on "House Hunters International."  And he doesn't even question it when I decide it's the perfect moment to watch my 'NSync Pop Odyssey Live tour DVD.  He just patiently lets things unfold as they will.  Even if they're crazy.  And right now, they almost always are.  Always.

The Land of Lupron

First and foremost, I must pay tribute to sweet Maggie Calvert, who passed away on Saturday morning at the age of 15. She was the wonderful, wonderful dog of my Aunt Mar and Uncle Larry, and she will be dearly missed.

Here, in the always exciting world of Lupron, well, ain't much happening. And yes, I have a degree in Journalism and I still used the word "ain't." Sometimes it just seems apropos.  I also have a Master's degree in Counseling, which lately means I can diagnose myself with whatever constantly changing "something" is happening to my body.  Or as an anonymous person to whom I've been married for awhile now simplified things: "Laurie, you've always been crazy, now you're just crazier." True that. Being on Lupron is like being on a hormonal roller coaster: you just never know how you're going to feel.  Somedays I'm fine (relatively speaking); somedays I cry for absolutely no reason; somedays people mowing their grass inexplicably drive me insane.  Why? I have no idea.

Oh, and those side effects you read about on prescription bottles?  May cause drowsiness, may cause dizziness, should be taken with food, etc.  Lupron has a HUGE list of side effects, and they're not messing around.  Everything from may cause sleeplessness, may cause fatigue (as if those two don't go together), may cause dizziness (NOT fun), and so many more I won't bore you with them. Let's just say I've experienced every. single. one.   The hot flashes are the most fun. Maybe I'll become a nudist.  Hmmm ...

I've gone from years of infertility treatments, one very successful round of IVF which blessed us with a beautiful, healthy daughter to the nightmarish Lupron.  Did I mention Lupron is an injection that stays in your system for three months?  THREE MONTHS.  And yep, I've considered using some tube  device to remove it, but even I know that really isn't a good plan.  And also, my experience with Lupron doesn't mean it's this lovely (read the sarcasm, people) for everyone.  Nonetheless, I'm still choosing what outfit I'll wear for that medical journal.

Finally, here are our "girls:"

From left to right, that's Hopie, Bonnie & Harper. Yes, I know they all kind of look alike, and they all have an actual syndrome: Black Dog Syndrome.  It's been proven that people are less likely to adopt black dogs.  Whatever.  I'll go for their personalities over the color of their fur every single time.

Okay, bed time for this crazy woman.  Until tomorrow ... whatever it may bring.

Remember Me?

May 14, 2013

Well, it's literally been years since my last post so it seems time to update this blog.  (Plus I've been encouraged by lots of people to get back to writing so that's exactly what I'm doing.)  As you would imagine a LOT has happened.  Annie is 7 now and finishing 1st grade.  UNBELIEVABLE.  She loves, loves, loves school and is learning so much that she very often asks questions to which we have to frantically seek the answers from the internet, etc.  She takes 3 dance classes now, which she loves, and her recital is just around the corner.

The picture above was taken this past weekend when she saw her first Broadway show, "The Lion King" at the Tennessee Performing Arts Center.  One of my best friends here in Nashville and I have season tickets so we have seen many shows, but this one was absolutely mind blowing.  If you ever have the chance to see this show run, don't walk to get tickets.  I assure you that you won't regret it!

Well, it wouldn't be a blog written by me if something medically bizarre weren't happening.  I honestly don't remember how many, if any, of my endometriosis surgeries were documented here, but I'm now up to 10 laparascopic surgeries plus a total hysterectomy thrown in for good measure.  I promise I'll land in a medical journal one day, and it'll be awesome! At the present time I'm being treated with a 3-month injection of Lupron.  I could use a lot of really, really strong words to describe the experience so far, but I'll refrain. Sigh.  I'll just say it's awful.  Really awful.

To update the happenings of our pets here we go:  our 14-year-old Hopie is still with us and just as feisty as ever; our sweet, perfect, wonderful Mary passed away on January 18, 2011, and I miss her terribly every single day.  She was diagnosed with lymphoma and died 13 days later.  Our incredibly wonderful vet came to our home and put her to sleep when the time came, and it was the most peaceful experience I have ever witnessed.  I like to think it was the final gift we gave to her, even if it was selfishly the most painful act we could do.  However, shortly thereafter we were referred to a fabulous rescue organization (Snooty Giggles Rescue) and came home with a wonderful puppy, Mary Harper Barclay.  She's now a little over 2 years old. We liked Snooty Giggles so much that we went back and got another incredible dog, Bonnie Barclay, who is also close to Harper's age so they have LOTS of wrestling, playing, and tug-of-warring (is that even a word??) time.  So yes, we are now the owners of 3 dogs, and we love it.  More importantly, Annie thinks it's great!  Harper and Bonnie (especially Bonnie) absolutely adore her and vice-versa.  Our sweet Mary is missed beyond measure, but we are doing our best to embrace the circle of life :)

I'll catch y'all up on more happenings in the next  post ...