So, before I got pregnant (which was later in life) I used to get a migraine about once every few months. Then, in my pregnancy with Jayden, they got even worse. But miraculously, apart from on the day of his circumcision a week after he was born, my headaches all but stopped! Now, although the pregnancy with Ethan a few years later was very much wanted (all the doctors said I was “over the hill” – biologically-speaking at the ripe young age of 39 and probably entering the menopause, or, at least, peri-menopause, yes, lovely), it wasn’t easy on my body at all. I felt the age difference and also could hardly move. Now, of course that wasn’t helped by the fact that in the seventh month I broke my ankle and was put in a cast, but I see I am once again digressing…
Back to the migraines…I thought they would be there again in the second pregnancy but they weren’t and of course I was delighted. Again, about a week after the birth, I had one huge attack and then nothing. But now, here I am, Ethan is 13 months (approaching 14 months actually) and my headaches have started again. I get one about every 2 weeks and since I am very against medication (I have no idea why really) I try to manage them by sleeping with an aromatherapy hot pack on my head (which had also worked in the past). Unfortunately last night when I tried this, I woke up a couple of hours later and it was way worse so I took a Migraleve (that I’d ordered online as it had been highly recommended by a fellow sufferer) which had also helped pre-pregnancy, and thankfully I woke up this morning feeling fine, but somewhat tender.
So now I’m wondering what my next step should be. I used to do a lot of Chinese medicine for all of my aches and pains but I am so busy (in a fun way) with the kids and work and shopping and swimming and trying to think of extra ways to make money (I’ll discuss the Asia finance idea at some point when I understand it myself a bit more), that I’d rather just pop a pill. I’m just wondering if that’s the best way to deal with it all. I definitely don’t want to go to a doctor, as, quite frankly, I’d rather have my teeth pulled.
…But implants and dentists has to put aside as a post for another time… It’s time to get on with the laundry and the dishes. So I leave you with these thoughts and wish you a Happy Wednesday! It’s the middle of the week, do something exciting that takes you away from being in the middle… be at the top…if only just for today…
My husband – Daniel – and I, have been arguing (well, not exactly arguing, more, shall we say, not quite agreeing) on the drawer “situation” in our house. He complains that I never close them. I say that it’s really not such a big deal, and, truthfully, the junk he daily leaves on the dining room table is way more offensive than a few drawers that aren’t quite shut all the way. And then what started as a mild disagreement spirals and we end up talking about our finances and blah, blah, blah.
So given that Christmas is coming up and he really is the most impossible person to buy a gift for (given that as soon as Apple comes up with anything new he’s the first one in the line waiting to make the purchase, such as the iPhone 4S – although why he needs yet another addition of what just to me looks like a phone, is anyone’s guess), I figured the whole drawer-closing stress in our house should come to an end with an appropriate gift.
So, I started looking online for a solution – hubby would be proud – my first attempt is to go all tekkie, instead of browsing the pages of a Radio Shack catalogue. I just Googled “drawer closer” and came up with two pretty awesome product ideas.
First, there’s the drawer that is designed to close on its own, specifically for kitchen drawers. You start closing it and then it does the rest of the job itself! So even if I don’t quite close the drawer, I don’t need to worry as this self-closing drawer takes over for me. As well, there are smaller, cheaper, perhaps less invasive products that could be used for any drawers, which would mean we wouldn’t have to renovate the house by putting in new drawers, to make peace in our happy home. These are being sold by Woodcraft and look really neat.
So I was really thrilled that I had this thought. And I was excited to purchase the inserts from Woodcraft. Until I realized I may actually have to bring the hubby in on it all for installation. Sigh. That made me a little sad. But there again, I could always try figuring it out myself and see where I get; you never know, I may even be a dab hand at Mrs. Fixit and that would make hubby really proud! It could be a jolly old Christmas after all…Santa Claus is on his way!
So I guess I had a special Thanksgiving story of my own from last week. It didn’t happen exactly on Thanksgiving (it was the next day) which is why I’m only reporting on it now. But still, to me, what happened definitely gave me big reason to be thankful.
It was a crazy afternoon. Jayden, my four-year-old, had an infected arm that needed to be treated. It had started off so stupidly; with just a scrape from when he was coming up the stairs outside our house. But somehow it just wasn’t really getting better – a doctor friend of ours had told us to go check it out. Now, you have to understand something about Jayden. Great, wonderful, sweet kid that he is, he simply hates doctors. I knew it wouldn’t be fun. Meanwhile, I had to take Ethan (the one-year-old) along for the ride and I was pretty tired myself too. So it wasn’t bearing for a good afternoon. Continue reading My Personal Thanks”receiving” Tale
Five-and-a-half minutes can feel like five hours when a baby isn’t breathing. That’s exactly what happened on Thanksgiving on President Street, in Park Slope, Brooklyn, when 8-month-old Josiah Alexis stopped breathing and firefighters failed to find a heartbeat. Seconds before getting to six minutes, in a small FDNY ambulance came the sounds they so desperately joyously received: a pulse was found along with a small cough. Firefighter Neil Malone said simply, “it was the best Thanksgiving I ever had.” The little boy is not yet out of the woods, but the situation looks good.
Clearly fire safety precautions were not taken. A cigarette ended up touching a mattress which set off the blaze. In an attempt to save the situation, people were trying to drag it out. But what happened instead was that a huge puff of heat and smoke ended up trapping them. A woman who was trying to go back inside was screaming, “my baby is inside” and the firefighter grabbed her (she was bleeding) and then went inside to retrieve the baby who was limp and in cardiac arrest.
It really was an incredible miracle tale and a wonderful end to Thanksgiving, that everyone survived.
With Thanksgiving upon us tonight, it’s good to look back at some heart-warming stories from years past. On the night of Thanksgiving why not share happy tales of what one is grateful for as well as picking up some inspiration from others is also enjoyable?
So we look back a few decades to Thanksgiving Day in 1976. An American couple thought that they would be celebrating the festivities without their son – John Michael Zion – who was stationed at Fort McClellan, Ala. He was doing additional training for his position as an army police officer. But his parents were extremely disappointed and saddened that he would be unable to join them. Then his mother suddenly an idea; she told her husband, “let’s take the dinner to Alabama.” And that’s exactly what they did.
If John Won’t Come to the Thanksgiving…
…let’s bring Thanksgiving to John! A full turkey dinner with all the trimmings was prepared, placed in a cooler and the couple set off to Anniston. They set up shop in a motel fitted with a lovely kitchen and enjoyed the best dinner ever with “super” pumpkin pies! Once they had eaten their fill, they took the rest of the food back to John’s base where his friends polished everything off. A great Thanksgiving Day was had by all.