OWIE!!!!

Last night, around 2 AM, my bladder got full. Not too unusual, however, what was to follow was unusual. I sleep on the opposite side of the room than the bathroom, and since I have a tendency to run into things, I walked really far around the bed. The room was exceptionally dark and I thought I knew where the bathroom was. In fact, I did not. I ran smack dab into the closet door, which was open. THe good news is that I ran into the front of the door, not the corner. However, apparently I have monkey arms that are really long and I straight cut my thumb on the bottom edge of our full length mirror.


Normally, this is not a huge deal either. When I was using the facilities, I could tell I was bleeding. How badly, I was unaware. I flipped on the light and I was dripping blood. I ran my finger under some cold water and MAN did that HURT! I thought it was a cut -- nope -- GASH. I had taken a chunk out of my finger. Feeling a little woozy from the blood and slight pain and being sleepy -- I put a bandaid on my finger and went to bed.


Of course, during these events, John woke up. He promptly told me to put pressure on my finger to keep it from bleeding too badly. I fell asleep holding my finger tightly. I woke up this morning and the paper towel I was using to stop the bleeding (through the bandaid mind you) was covered in the red stuff. It also had soaked through the bandaid.


It is now 7AM. I took the bandaid off, but since I had held it so tightly through the night, the bandaid was stuck REALLY good to the wound. Thinking I was being smart, I ripped it (not totally intentionally) and of course, MORE BLOOD.


I didn't think I was a sucker for blood, but MAN OH MAN, I had to lay down. John brought me a wet washcloth to apply pressure again to it. We then discussed the means by which to take care of it. It is a deep wound, do we get it stitched? Do we put a bandaid on it and think it'll heal? Do we use new skin? What do we do? By this point, it was a huge wound in my head, so my thought was the only option is stitches. This being the case, I start crying -- plus my thumb is THROBBING!!


I called my mom! Yes, I am that girl that calls her mom about everything. I called her at 7:30 this morning crying wanting to know how do I know if I need stitches? (Poor John has a crazy 25 year old grown woman crying talking to her mommy). She said to clean it, put a bandaid on it and watch it. If it doesn't heal, then go to the doctor.


John said those were my options -- doctor and stitches or bandaid. He said either way, it's going to hurt and have to heal. He didn't laugh at me when I cried. He was my doctor. He was the best man I could ask for in a case like this! :) He also agreed to take care of all blood related issues in the future.


I bit the bullet and poured alcohol on it and suffered through 2 layers of new skin. THen, put a bandaid on it. John was late for work b/c of my hysterics. The good news is, that I think I was more dramatic than really called for. I blame it all on the early hour. It is still doing some bleeding/oozing.


I have pictures even -- they aren't great, but they're also not so bad you can't tell it's not a deep wound. I think I'll be fine, but I realized -- when the kiddos come -- John is in charge of blood. I don't know how my mom dealt with broken arms on each child, 4 times at least taking me to get stitches, etc. I guess Mom's ARE superwomen!!!!

Thanks for being there for me for 25 years Momma!!! :)


PICS:

Little Girl Deep Within

HA! I crack myself up -- only b/c I get so excited when I meet new people and they add me to facebook before I can add them.....it makes me feel like I'm a liked person. Doesn't everyone need this little boost every now and then? I definitely do.

I still compare myself to folks, I have allowed myself more FB time -- it hasn't been good for my living in a bubble idea. Even though I LOVE reading blogs, even blogs do this to me? What is it? Can't I be content with my life? Or is it more that it gives me ideas and since I read blogs at work (WHOOPS) I can't do anything about it! ha ha ha

So, I'm totally crazy about a few ladies in our book club. My friend Jessica and I stayed a little longer than book club to visit with Amy N and Amy D. We had a good time talking about husbands and work and people -- cuz we're ladies....

I'm so excited to have something like that once a month to meet some new people and get out of the house and sorta expand my horizons in a way. I've still been working on doing more things that I want to do rather than what I feel like I need to do. At this point, it has become more about overcoming laziness than anything else.

K. I'm done for now......I was about to rant and rave about body anxiety again, and poor John has heard enough of that today.

Epiphany

This came to me yesterday after having watched a movie this past weekend. PS I Love You has become my new favorite movie. It's also a book that I'm DYING to read!!

Epiphany: THIS IS LIFE!!

The main character's husband said it and it finally hit me in the head yesterday. I am living life. This is the life God has blessed me with. Why am I spending so much time worrying about if my closet is organized? Why am I spending so much time worrying about the dirty dishes in the sink that I didn't get washed because I was cuddling with my wonderful husband? Why do I think that life will begin when I can talk the hubs into a baby? Why do I think that if the house is perfect life will be perfect? It ALREADY IS!!

This is my life. I need to live it. Do I really want to look back once we have the kids I'm waiting for to start life and realize that I missed some precious time because I was worried that everything wasn't perfect when it really is?

I have a great life. I have a wonderful husband. Wonderful kitties. A fantastic house. A great job. The best family (in laws and blood). A relationship with Jesus as my Lord and Savior. What more could I ask for?

Monday was a year and half anniversary for John and me. We've been married for a year and a half! It has been great -- why do I want to rush past this stage in our relationship to have kids? Even though they are a blessing -- I need to wait for God to bless us with them. (also, a shout out to my parents for 31 years TODAY -- they have a little time on John boy and me!)

I commit to you bloggers out there and anyone else who keeps up with me. I am living life. I can't say I won't worry, but I will do my best to not as much. Life will pass me by if I'm not enjoying it. Life doesn't start when I get married. It doesn't start when the kids come or grandkids. Life is now. I am with the love of my life. God has given me this life and this time to enjoy all He has provided for me!

Thank you Lord for this life. Guide me and lead me as I live it and do my best to live it fully and to YOUR Glory!!!

Haircut Again!

Ok. So I felt like I had the mullet version for a girl. I had one haircut in the front and something completely different in the back -- what can I say? My hair is WEIRD!! ha ha

I got it cut again today -- just in time to sport a new Easter outfit with my family this weekend. (I'm so excited!) I've been dying for some white pants, and I found some (in a smaller size)! GO ME!!

Ok, enough tooting of my own horn. Here's a picture of my hair. Please keep in mind that I fix my hair TOTALLY different than the girl that does my hair. It will look different tomorrow. But, for now, here it is:

HA! I just noticed the background too....that would be work. Many disclaimers for this photo -- WOW!

Body Issues

Grrr...I get so frustrated. I can feel that I'm getting older. I use to just eat less and lose weight, I HAVE to work out now. You don't know HOW MUCH I HATE IT.

Plus, things are settling in weird places. I've never had a "gut", but it seems to be settling in the tummy region any time I put on a little extra poundage.

I've been struggling for the last 15 pounds for several months now -- and honestly, I'm tired of it! LOL

I guess it's time to get more serious. Chicken and veggies diet. ONLY water.

*sigh* getting older :( :(