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Silly Ryan/Silly Mommy

I'm a worry wort, a genetic trait I can't seem to get away from. I was beat last night when I dropped into bed at 12:30. Exhaustion not withstanding, I woke up at 2:30 just worried about Ryan. He had a very non-risky surgery coming up the next morning (today) and I just couldn't get it out of my head that something would go wrong with the anesthesia. The crappy deal about being worried in the middle of the night is that I am so exhausted that everything seems so much worse. I kept going over all these horrible scenarios in my mind, truly silly stuff. I finally got a little sleep around 4:30 or 5:00 a.m. not really enough to help. Ryan wasn't concerned at all, he has had the same surgery (myringotomy-tubes in his ears) at least 3 other times, I've lost track. Anyhoo, he actually likes the feeling of coming out of general anesthesia.
I am happy to report that all went very well. Ryan was silly the whole way through. They had him put a hair net thingy over his fantastic fauxhawk and he thought this was a wonderful look. He kept pulling the hair cover up into a poofy hairdo. He was fantastically brave as they put the IV in, something that had been done after he was asleep in the past. I think I was feeling more pain watching him. The nurse that came out to get me after the surgery was just laughing at sleepy boy Ryan. He kept saying silly things and having them move his legs around.
I helped him sit up, moved his legs around (because he said he couldn't move them), talked to him, and he remembers none of it. He kept asking me to whisper so he could see if the surgery worked, but he had cotton balls in his ears and didn't know it. He said everything sounded muffled--ya think! The thing I like about this surgery is that it is immediately effective. As we were driving home someone honked their horn near us (not at us) and I thought he was going to shoot through the sunroof.
He has been a little loopy-a trait I enjoy in him. He was using everything from kayak oars to a vacuum, to help him stand up--truly silly.
I know when I am awake worrying in the middle of the night that I am being irrational, I just can't seem to stop myself. I am tempted to take an ambien tonight, but dunno, I guess loopy doesn't quite cover how I am after taking one. I wouldn't know because they give me fantastical amnesia, niiiice.

whew!

I am such a silly thing, I keep thinking things will slow down despite the fact that they NEVER do. I did have a really fun day yesterday even though I was busy. Started with the usual walk/trip to the gym with Audrey. I went for my torture session with the physical therapist, as he is cramming his thumb into my ankle I flinch and he asks "oh, does that hurt?" um...ya, he deduced that I have tendonitis, I am pretty sure I have yourthumbinmyankleitis. So that was clearly not the highlight of my day. It did get better though, LM and I had decided if it wasn't raining we would go pick asparagus after my PT appointment. We met up and headed for the farm, it was soooo much fun-other than the fact that I am so clumsy I cut my finger just reaching for the first asparagus I was going to cut. We are going to go out next week and pick strawberries. We always have so much to talk about, which again surprises me since we talk several times a week and scrapbook together every Tuesday. After our farm adventure we went back to her house and had some of her super yummy tortilla soup...aaahhh. After an early lunch with her, I went to a late lunch with Audey, we had free salad coupons. Lizzy came over for a while and we had just a few quick minutes to visit. Last night we combined with the 8th ward for a musical presentation of the parable of the 10 virgins. It was wonderful, I am glad I am in the presidency because I might have decided I was too tired/busy/lazy, and stayed home. I really would have missed a wonderful evening. I bought a few pieces of coordinating fabric to make me a new purse, that is my task du jour.

Taking Control

Ok, I'm taking control of this blog...clearly LM got a little carried away with "helping" me get set up. I have yet to get anything done today, so I might as well waste a little more time blogging. Today is supposed to be my first real day of summer vacation. I finished work May 15th, but have had so many things to do since then, this is really the first day that hasn't been filled with appointments. It is probably better for me to keep busy, since I have pretty much wasted my day. I walked with Audrey, went to the gym (with Audrey), and paid a physical therapist to torture me. No joke, Astym just hurts, and when he finished with that I thought he was going to give me a foot rub...hah! He just squeezed and pushed on my foot right where it hurts. I will go back on Wednesday and if I can't tell a difference, I am done. Surgery probably feels better than this. Ick. Becka is down for a visit and we are having a bar-b-que tonight, so it will be a fantastic if slightly less than productive day. I'm going to try to add a few pictures to the blog and call it good for today.

Look at my cute son!

mom doesn't really like me best

Mom does not really like me best, she likes MY SISTER LM best!