Almost three weeks ago Jeremy came back from ComicCon. And he brought us all a little gift...sinus infections! Yay! I've never had one before and I gotta say, they are so much.....fun?
No. No they are not fun. They are crappy and debilitating, and they don't go away on their own no matter how much you take care of yourself. When, six days in, I still had yellow crap coming out of my nose at the pace of gallons a day, I gave in and went to the doctor. Now I'm on pain pills, steroids for the swelling, and a massive dose of antibiotics that will probably take me over a month to recover from. Thanks Hun!
Josh got it too, and has been fighting fevers and whatnot for almost two weeks. He just gets the antibiotics, and so far, so good. Hopefully he gets better without needing anything stronger or more invasive.
The one kinda good thing that has come from this is that I FINALLY understand Jeremy's eating habits. He constantly craves salt and fried foods and junk, and then complains about how yucky he feels.* For years I've done what I can to support his learning to eat well, but I never understood why the habit got started. I mean, his body literally HATES that food. He has the fastest negative feedback to junk food I've ever seen, so why on earth did such a strong eating habit develop? One answer: sinus infections.
To explain, last night we went out to eat, and I ordered what I thought would be an amazing dish or morracan veggies with quinoa and couscous. Yeah, tasteless. Not because of the food, but because my infection would not let me taste it. Thankfully Josh got chips, beans and cheese and they were so salty, they were AWESOME. I hate the whole plate (Josh didn't want it anyway - he had filled up on crackers before dinner). I told Jeremy how wierd it was that I craved such a salty dish, and he said "Now you know how I felt most of my life."
Jeremy probably had a chronic sinus infection for years, or at least major problems with his sinuses, when he was a teenager. But he lived in a state that didn't provide insurance for children and his parents owned a small business that meant they couldn't afford health insurance much of the time. So he went untreated. And then ate only the food he could taste - salty, fried, junk food. Sure, it caused (and still causes) a host of other problems, but I tell ya, I totally get it now. Cause man is it hard to force yourself to eat something you can't taste. Hard, I tell ya.
So now I get it. I get why he tends to eat the way he does, I get why everyone complains so much about sinus infections (yes, they do, in fact, suck hairy rat balls) and I get that I seriously am never waiting to report a sinus infection to a doctor again. Yuck!
*On a side note, Jeremy recently decided to try eating vegetarian, gluten free, and nothing fried. Its amazing! We are finally eating the way I would always choose to eat, and both of us feel so freakin good! (except for the whole sinus infection thing)
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Monday, July 16, 2012
Updates!
I know you all are wondering how my hunt for fulfillment is going (and by you all I mean Cindy - Hi Cindy!) Its been interesting, to say the least, especially with all the change and upheaval gong on with Jeremy and his getting back into acting.
So far I am very clear that yoga, ballet and lindy hop are very prominent in the "get back to me" project I have going on. Bob Harper's Yoga for the Warrior continues to kick my ass, and dance makes me feel alive, so they all get to stay.
I'm also feeling very driven about to rather surprising (to me) things that I'm just going to own right now. First, I have fallen into the position of de facto manager for Jeremy - planning things out, keeping him on track, making sure steps are followed up on. I seem uniquely qualified for it (accountant) and it totally lets me use my business-y brain, which, up till now as felt very patronized and ignored by the rest of the world (for those feminists out there, yes its mostly by men, but I don't necessarily think that's a statement about sexism, just a statement about who I have around me at any given time).
Second, I am owning that I am a seriously opinionated woman, and need an outlet for it. So I am starting a Tumblr, and maybe another blog. Tumblr first, because I find I mostly want to repost stuff I find with a short comment rather than write a whole blog. And facebook and twitter aren't really the greatest places for said repost - too many family members and whatnot. I'd rather keep those social media actually just social, and link to my Tumblr instead. So watch for that in the coming days too.
I will post pictures/videos of dancing in the near future, just cause I'm all about sharing everything right now. And now that I've promised, I have to deliver. And that will drive me to continue with this whole thing, which, of course, is the point of this crazy exercise.
So far I am very clear that yoga, ballet and lindy hop are very prominent in the "get back to me" project I have going on. Bob Harper's Yoga for the Warrior continues to kick my ass, and dance makes me feel alive, so they all get to stay.
I'm also feeling very driven about to rather surprising (to me) things that I'm just going to own right now. First, I have fallen into the position of de facto manager for Jeremy - planning things out, keeping him on track, making sure steps are followed up on. I seem uniquely qualified for it (accountant) and it totally lets me use my business-y brain, which, up till now as felt very patronized and ignored by the rest of the world (for those feminists out there, yes its mostly by men, but I don't necessarily think that's a statement about sexism, just a statement about who I have around me at any given time).
Second, I am owning that I am a seriously opinionated woman, and need an outlet for it. So I am starting a Tumblr, and maybe another blog. Tumblr first, because I find I mostly want to repost stuff I find with a short comment rather than write a whole blog. And facebook and twitter aren't really the greatest places for said repost - too many family members and whatnot. I'd rather keep those social media actually just social, and link to my Tumblr instead. So watch for that in the coming days too.
I will post pictures/videos of dancing in the near future, just cause I'm all about sharing everything right now. And now that I've promised, I have to deliver. And that will drive me to continue with this whole thing, which, of course, is the point of this crazy exercise.
Friday, July 13, 2012
What I Love
I have started several blog posts since my last one, but have yet to finish one. They all start well, with news and excitement and everything you'd like to hear, but where they go, I don't know. They trickle off into blather and I lose my point, so I save a draft and figure I'll get back to it.
So never fear, those posts do exist and they are very nearly done. But tonight I just felt the need to write. Jeremy is at ComicCon, where there are so many people trying to tweet and text and call and check their twitterfeed and whatnot that getting a signal is nigh on impossible. So while I wait with baited breathe, he can not call until late night, when he is so exhausted he is barely comprehensible.
But I am awake and alive and wishing I had someone to share it with. I did the entire Bob Harper Yoga workout this afternoon, finished my book, and, just now, at 11pm, spent the last 20 minutes dancing around my living room reveling in the energy and flexibility I had forgotten I had. I have come to one very solid conclusion, I love Dance. In all its forms, permutations, and styles. Even the metaphorical ones, like the dance of conversation. But really, just dance.
And I will get to share that with Jeremy, maybe never as deeply as I would like, but definitely more than the summary dance class that we have done previously. Internet, I promise you, I will have a fabulous, wonderful night of dancing with Jeremy while we are still young enough to enjoy it.
So never fear, those posts do exist and they are very nearly done. But tonight I just felt the need to write. Jeremy is at ComicCon, where there are so many people trying to tweet and text and call and check their twitterfeed and whatnot that getting a signal is nigh on impossible. So while I wait with baited breathe, he can not call until late night, when he is so exhausted he is barely comprehensible.
But I am awake and alive and wishing I had someone to share it with. I did the entire Bob Harper Yoga workout this afternoon, finished my book, and, just now, at 11pm, spent the last 20 minutes dancing around my living room reveling in the energy and flexibility I had forgotten I had. I have come to one very solid conclusion, I love Dance. In all its forms, permutations, and styles. Even the metaphorical ones, like the dance of conversation. But really, just dance.
And I will get to share that with Jeremy, maybe never as deeply as I would like, but definitely more than the summary dance class that we have done previously. Internet, I promise you, I will have a fabulous, wonderful night of dancing with Jeremy while we are still young enough to enjoy it.
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