Every Monday, I will TRY to post whatever is on my mind (consider it a smorgasbord of thoughts and randomness) as a way to clear my head and prepare for the week ahead. By doing so, I hope to calm the chaos and organize the scattered. Cheers to 2015 and blessings to you!

monday musings

I’m obsessed with this hoodie. It’s got kangaroo pockets and a cowl-neck opening. And it’s super soft and comfortable. It’s also currently on sale. You’re welcome.

I should know better than to say (or even think) my life is mundane when, in reality, there’s never a dull moment. Last Friday, after putting Kamden to bed, my head (sinuses) and throat began hurting. Overnight, I felt worse. So bad, in fact, I drank several glasses of hot water infused with raw honey and several drops of lemon essential oil. I never – EVER! – drink hot liquids. Never ever, but I did Friday night. By Saturday morning, I’m pretty sure I was the epitome of what death would look like on a living person. My throat was throbbing and nearly swollen shut. To make matters even more interesting, my Mom had already planned a trip to Texas over the weekend and was driving down Saturday. I mustered all the energy and voice I could to call her, let her know I wasn’t feeling well, and she would not hurt my feelings by turning around and going back home. She kept driving Southwest, bless her heart. I went to doc-in-the-box (CareNow) first thing Saturday morning. I had no fever but some chills, my sinuses were congested, my throat throbbed, my body ached, and I just didn’t feel well. The Strep test came back negative and the doctor suspected I had the flu. Awesome. She warned me I could feel worse before getting better, ordered a steroid shot to help with the sore throat pain, and a prescription for cough syrup (in case I developed a cough) and Tamiflu. Conveniently, CVS is located next to CareNow and my order was ready in less than five minutes. As much as I dislike needles and I’m notorious for passing out during injections or blood draws, I welcomed that steroid shot in the hip, even though my joint and leg are sore for several days afterwards. Once I got home from the doctor, I took the first dose of Tamiflu, ate a pancake (I was starving) and drank a liter of water. As heartbreaking as it was, I vowed to stay as far away from Husband and Kamden as possible. Fortunately, the weather has been warm enough to be outside for a while. I went to bed, slept four hours, and woke up feeling somewhat better. I folded a load of laundry, washed and dried the sheets on Mom’s bed, and did my daily Scripture reading. I was starting to feel alive human again. I ate supper with Husband and Kamden, watched the two of them play, and Mom arrived at 8:30pm. At 9:00, Husband and I did our usual nighttime routine of giving Kamden a bath, I massaged him with lotion, and we dressed him in pajamas. Mom/Nana C fed him a bottle and put him to bed. She was in bed before 10 and Husband and I were both showered and in bed by 11. Even though the steroid shot helped tremendously, I still have some sinus congestion and I’m planning to call my OB’s nurse because I think either the steroid or Tamiflu is really hurting my breast milk supply. Friday, I pumped my usual 35 ounces. Over the weekend, I’ve produced less than 20 total. And, if it is a sinus infection, I’m hoping my OB will give me something to knock it out but not affect my milk supply. I realize my breastfeeding journey will end eventually, but I’m not ready to stop right now.

Words cannot express how much I love and appreciate Lisa and Jenny for being loyal, trustworthy, and dependable friends. They are my mentors, confidants, and sounding boards. I need them to stay accountable health-wise too. Lisa is also the reason I have a Post-It note on the fridge that says, “Stop eating f—ing tomatoes!” I’m still trying to figure out why the eczema patched on my hands, wrists, and fingers won’t go away. The red, itchy rash gets worse after I eat tomatoes or tomato-based foods like barbeque, spaghetti, or pizza sauce. Lisa, with her perfect wit and wisdom, has sound advice. 🙂

Speaking of food, I’ve eaten seven pounds of Cuties (clementines) in five days. They’re addicting and so sweet. Plus, they smell outrageously divine. Kamden, however, is not a fan of the pint-size orange bits. I’ve been craving blueberry muffins and found this recipe to try. Maybe my carb-loving Husband and son will like them too, plus they can get a serving of fruit with the berries. I’m reaching for the stars, but it’s worth a try.

I finally went to the eye doctor last week for a comprehensive exam and new contacts and eyeglass prescription. I was really impressed with the level of service and personal attention at EyeWorks (Chu Eye Associates) in Fort Worth. I saw Dr. Randall Chu and he was very thorough and attentive, and he answered all of my questions specific to eye health (glaucoma and macular degeneration are in my family’s history). His staff was incredibly nice and I will definitely be a repeat customer. The last time I went to the eye doctor (two years ago), the office was in an old building and the equipment seemed older. My “exam” included reading a few letters and numbers on a card, or telling the doctor which card was most clear, and a sales pitch to purchase his merchandise. Obviously, I was not impressed and would not return. But as soon as I walked inside EyeWorks in Fort Worth, I knew that I was in great hands. The office was clean and modern, tastefully decorated, full of staff and customers, and the exam areas (yes, there were several) consisted of multiple machines for various tests. I felt like I was in a real ophthalmologist’s space with state-of-the-art equipment and instruments for a true comprehensive eye exam. I don’t plug many businesses but, if you are local, I highly recommend Dr. Chu and Eye Works in Fort Worth. They also have an office in Southlake. No, I was not compensated to say these nice things about this doctor or business. It’s an honest-to-goodness review of an honest-to-goodness experience I had recently!

I’m currently reading Chic & Slim: How Those Chic French Women Eat All That Rich Food and Still Stay Slim by Anne Barone and Being Christian by Rowan Williams. Both are excellent.

While Mom is in visiting for a couple of days, we have plans to eat at Pappadeaux’s and Blue Saki Sushi, visit Warby Parker in Dallas to order my Rx eyeglasses (they have the “buy a pair, give a pair to someone in need” business model that I love!), and stroll through the Fort Worth Livestock Show while the weather is gorgeous. I may or may not indulge in a corny dog (or two).

Some of my precious blog readers commented last week that I don’t have as much mind clutter as I think but I’m here to reassure you: if I shared it all at once, I wouldn’t be able to post Monday Musings anymore! I’m sharing a little bit at a time in hopes you’ll return next week … and the week after.

Blessings to you, dear reader, and happy Monday. 🙂