It is only Wednesday! How can that be? When I am out of my routine, I lose all track of time. Peter going in to school late and getting out early for exams has caused my poor brain all manner of chaos and confusion.
And I keep feeling like I'm forgetting something or someone. And I guess I am because yesterday my plan was to take my laptop and devotional book with me so that after I dropped Peter off at the carpool, I could go to Dunkin Donuts and write a blog post and catch up on some reading.
Well, I got to Dunkin, got my coffee, set-up my laptop and it immediately died. The battery wasn't charged and I left my cord at home. No worries, I thought. I'll just do some reading. Guess what else I left at home?
So I spent the next hour and a half mindlessly scrolling through my phone and eavesdropping on the conversations of a small group of businessmen who sounded like they were preparing for a meeting with a customer. They kept looking at me nervously as if I was a spy for this company. Nope. Just a bored SAHM waiting on time to run the taxi service.
Last Friday, in between getting my hair done and setting up for the winter dance, I had a doctor's appointment. I was having a physical which is something I've never before. Shocking, right? Especially at my age. In my defense, though, I go to my neurologist twice a year and my gynocologist once a year and my dentisit 2 a year like clockwork so I only see my regular doctor if there's a problem.
My neurologist always does bloodwork and I've never had a problem until my last visit. They called and said my liver enzymes were elevated and I needed to have my bloodwork redone with my regular doctor. So I did and while I was there, the PA suggested that I come back for a physical. So I took her advice and scheduled that. And luckily, my liver enzymes were back to normal so I didn't have to worry about that.
Anyway, I had my physical last Friday and while I was there, she had a long health questionnare that we went over. One of the questions was how many times I had been pregnant.
"Four times," I replied to the PA. (This PA is new to the practice, very sweet and very young.)
"So you have 4 kids," she replied confidantly.
"No, only two," was my response.
"Oh. So you had two abortions," she responded matter-of-factly.
"Um,
noooooooooooo. I had a
miscarriage and
a baby that died when she was 5 days old," I calmly replied while inside I was screaming TWO ABORTIONS?????
"Oh, how sad," she said.
And the whole time I was thinking that what was really sad was that her first assumption when I said I had been pregnant 4 times but only had 2 kids was that I had two abortions.
Moving on.....
It turns out that all my bloodwork was normal except that my vitamin D is low and I need to start taking a supplement and go back in 3 months for a recheck. I think I can handle that. I'm not going to lie though, I'm still steaming about the abortion comment though.
On a lighter note, last week I saw this meme:
I loved this so much that I was telling the kids and Dan about it at dinner and after I said, "So basically y'all are highfiving when somebody dies," Dan and I exploded in laughter.
The kids looked at us like we were insane. Peter said, "That's not funny at all. And besides, I think I saw that meme like 3 years ago." Sarah just rolled her eyes and shook her head in embarassment for her poor stupid parents. And then they both excused themselves from the table while Dan and I were still rolling with laughter.
And in other news, (this post is really all over the place, isn't it?) I got new glasses
This is the BEFORE:
This is the AFTER:
It's hard to tell in this picture but the frames are a purply/browny/pinky color and they are metal. Yikes! What was I thinking? They are smaller and lighter looking on my face but I'm having a hard time getting used to them. Add to that the fact that Sarah didn't seem to think too much of them has me wondering if I should have stuck with dark brown. Oh well.
I'm sure we will all get used to them as the days go by and then when I put on my old ones everyone will be like "Oh my gosh! That's old glasses are horrible!" At least that's what I do whenever Dan pulls out a pair of his old glasses. He has some from about 10 years ago that are ridculously large and round and, what the heck was he thinking?
I'll check in with you guys tomorrow for another round of Thankful Thursday.