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 February 8, 2012, 10:04 pm
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It got so cold tonight that we headed out in the car, cranked up the heat and blissed in the heavenly warmth issuing from the mighty diesel engine. It was actually quite stinky but I was happy to trade stinky for warm. I don’t know what has happened to our heat. We had it . . . → Read More: living la vida banana I think I had the kind of day that most moms dream of. And for me, I hated it. The kids were gone All Day Long over with their friends, stopping by occasionally to deliver chaos and destruction, and now, at 9:49pm they seem to have come home for the day. We had no . . . → Read More: a no good very bad day It seems that the Universe is trying to keep us from going to Merida to close on the house and I have to wonder why. The last time this happened we didn’t listen and I wonder what the universe has in store for us this time. Because we’re going to bang our heads against . . . → Read More: Universe calling, line 2. This happens each year so I don’t know why I’m surprised. We are all wickedly sick. Chest cough stuff or head cold stuff or whatever the flavor of the month is, I honestly don’t know. Our immune systems are at a serious disadvantage after all our Mexican sun and never a flu season so . . . → Read More: the best laid plans
I took 2-3 weeks off diet and exercise (I honestly have no idea how long) and only gained 2 kilos. So yesterday, when i found I could put a shoe on my burned foot (oops, did I forget to post about that? I was making coffee one morning and managed to spill an entire pot full of boiling water on one leg and one foot – since I had pants on (baby it is COLD outside (but I’m getting ahead of myself) it trapped the heat and the burns were pretty bad. If I could remember when I burned myself you’d be all “OOH! that MUST have been bad because it is taking a LONG TIME to heal” but since I have no clue when it happened – 2 weeks? who knows…all I can say is that I was unable to walk/exercise and actually had a few days where I couldn’t let anything touch it – night was especially bad as i couldn’t tolerate a sheet touching. Anyway, nuff said.) I got off my ever expanding duff and went for a walk. Coincidentaly, the temperature that day decided to drop like a stone and I’m sitting here in jeans and a sweatshirt and running out like a lizard ocassionally to heat up with direct sun. Oh, the sun came back 2 days ago also! Ummm…where was I? Continue reading Back in the saddle again…
I have lots of excuses; I’ve been trying to get all kinds of “stuff” to Natalie’s sister so she can bring it down to us (mostly books), I’ve been trying to figure out what other materials I want to get (we’re finishing up World History and moving on to Ancient Cultures), obsessively checking the . . . → Read More: yeah, it’s been a little quiet lately We went back to Bead Beach today; it was Pikey’s turn and both boys have been dying to go back, skin their shins and knees, rib skin off, add more grey hairs to my head and frolick with the tourists. We have such a warped view here from many others who come here – . . . → Read More: Posers evermore “H” inflammation of “E” the mucous “L” membranes of the nasal “M” cavity. This is how I spend too many of my days, reading medical texts while spelling out words to Ellen. It’s a wonder I don’t have all of it mixed up and now that I’m over 1/2 way through the course I . . . → Read More: It’s always minutea, isn’t it? Today I attempted to connect with other unschoolers on an email list and was told that since Jesse went to Kindie (his choice; I SO TRIED to talk him out of it) I couldn’t call myself an unschooler for this and many other reasons. Honestly, I don’t really care for labels. I was, however, . . . → Read More: Turning in my unschooling membership card |
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Oh man. We need a vacation from our vacation. It has been a crazy (for us) couple of weeks and I have absolutely NO IDEA where to start. So I’ll bulletpoint.
When I started on this journey of what is causing the mareo (dysequilibrium) I began with a visit to the hyperbaric chamber in Playa del Carmen, where the doc there comes highly recommended. Both times I visited him he said he strongly suspected an inner ear thing but couldn’t pin it down and that I really should see a specialist (especially since I couldn’t get it to stop even with his treatment). So I then began the quest to donate the maximum amount of money to the Mexican medical system possible. In the future I am going to take what this guy (I wish I had his card handy, but I can’t remember his full name – I’ll edit it in when we get home) says as The Ultimate Word in Diagnosis. Unfortunately for our budget, all the specialists I saw were intent on scaring the shite out of me by saying it couldn’t be vertigo (even the current ENT/Neuro says that – he can’t produce the nystagmus that needs to accompany vertigo) and it had to be a brain issue. I knew it wasn’t a tumour, but after 3 specialists showed their concern (the ENT from Cancun actually looked frightened for me) I thought maybe I had some neoplasm on a nerve or something. So we did the big test (MRI with and without contrast; my veins are almost back to normal) and I got nuthin up top. Big empty Homer Simpson space. So that’s a good thing. 