I'm back and Ready for anything!!

It has been one helluva long weekend and as you can tell I am back. I won the battle and it looks like I may win the war! If you commented on this post, I want to say Thank you! You really helped more than you know. More on that later, but since I missed Monday's weekend update, I thought i would do it today. So without further ado here it is.........

We must start on Thursday, as you know I posted what was to be my last post. After that I spent the next 9 hours cleaning in my bedroom and pouting. I must say I now have the cleanest room ever! Little Miss continued to feel guilty for being a brat and ruining something I enjoyed so. Hubby, well he just wanted to know what was wrong. I just kept saying I was fine and pouting on. Little Miss opted to spend the night with the good SIL and hubby opted to get drunk with friends. As he sat outside and drank to his little hearts content, I sat inside and watched a movie. The Bucket List, if you get a chance to see it, I would suggest you watch it. It is a cute little movie, even as I sat here feeling so sorry for myself, I giggled a lot.

Friday was the 4th and we cooked out. Hubby grilled hamburgers and hot dogs in the rain and I cooked potato salad, macaroni salad and baked beans. Easy E and Wifey came over and had The Boy stayed at home, we would have had a lot of family time together. Everyone had a good time, we opted not to spend good money on personal fireworks, The Boy is the one who loves setting them off so much anyway. We did however sit outside and watch the neighbors and surrounding folks blow up their hard earned money. I had a few beers and had a good time. But the whole blog thing stayed in the back of my mind. Easy E and wifey stayed for 7 hours. Easy E was his old self more or less, so that helped ease my mind about him.

Saturday, I spent the day with hubby. We laid block and talked. We got 6 runs done before the weekend was over. But the big thing was we talked. He asked what had been wrong, I told him. He told me not to give it up, I explained I was tired of listening to it. All the snide remarks and griping and eye rolling, all of it. Believe it or not, he talked. My 6'2, 215 pound husband shared! I almost passed out!!

He doesn't get it but more than anything he worried what I shared here. He worried I might "meet" someone. Some guy who understood what I said. OK, I told him he was a nut! He told me he was jealous, I had something and I "shared" here and he wondered if I would continue to "share" with him. It wasn't that I shouldn't have anything that was mine but he wondered why I felt the need to put it all out on the Internet, why I got so upset at the thought I wouldn't be doing it anymore. I told him I griped here, I did that to keep from griping to him so much. I shared the mundane things that were of no interest to him. I think he got it a little better.

We worked and talked all day. He got sunburned! I mean Larry the Lobster sunburned. The don't touch me, I am going to die a horrible death sunburn. I tried to get him to let me get pictures for my blog. All he would say was he would not be the butt of my jokes on here. OK, picture or not he could be the butt of my jokes, but not this time, I felt bad for him. But I did try to get him to put his shirt on more than a dozen times!

On Sunday, we laid a few more block, hubby whined about his stomach and back. He snooped in the email. He read comments, he discovered that each comment linked back to the post. He did a little reading. Not but a few post, but he did read a couple, he won't say which ones except the last one. He said I made him look like an ass. For the record, I didn't say anything to him, but mostly he isn't an ass. He said I might be considered funny. He said it seemed my commenters liked me. And finally he said, he still didn't get it but he knew I should keep doing it. He guessed he would always wonder if I was looking for a man and wonder why people would read about my life in general, but he trusted me. And that he never knew I gave up anything because he griped, he thought I just grew tired of it. He told him he thought wrong. He APOLOGIZED to me!!!! He told Little Miss to get a life and leave me alone. He did point out if I was on for hours after she got up, he could not defend me, but some time of my own he would defend my right to blog to my little hearts content! Hey, it may not last, but I can always hope!

While we have been laying block, he has killed a few Black Widow spiders and a few Brown Recluse spiders. Guess who stuck his hand in a block at some point Sunday and got bit. You guessed it, Hubby has a spider bite and it ain't pretty! It looked like a small zit on the inside of his pinkie finger, then it looked a lot like a blood blister and all swelled up. When it started itching and burning up his forearm, he decided it was time to go and get it checked out. Only he wouldn't go to the ER and the doc-in-a-box was closed. He decided to tough it out til morning.

We got up bright and early Monday morning and took Little Miss to my mom's. We bypassed the family doc and went to the doc-in-a-box to have it checked out. According to the doc, it could have been either of the spiders we saw, in fact it was one of the two. He did not get the full force of the poison. He leaned toward the Brown Recluse since he was having no neurological problems. So he has an antibiotic to take and we get to watch for the tissue to die and turn black. We hope that does not happen. So far so good, he just won't quit rubbing it. The doctor said it would bust on its own and when it did to mash it til bright red blood came out, that meant fresh blood was getting to the tissue and that the antibiotic was also getting there. Hubby asked him how long before it burst. The doctor said the way he was mashing and rubbing it he doubted it would last til lunch. As of going to bed last night, it still had not busted and some of the swelling was trying to go down. I think he will survive.

After that appointment we got to go to my appointment. Seems a cardiologist has to order a tilt table test and I had to go see one. They found the biggest ass they could find! I have heard many fuss about this man. And I will be no exception! I will yell his asshole ways all over the town. For starters, he gave me that look all doctors give me....The your NUTS, there is no way you could have all this going on. He asked if I worked. They are all so curious about this, like I want disability or something. Then he said since I had not had a "sinkable" spell, a tilt table test would be of no use. I had wondered why I was having one but the doc seemed to know what he was doing and why question a man who seems to know what is causing all your shit!

This doctor yesterday, did not seem to think it was Dysautonomia, I had not had a sinkable spell. He tried to tie it all to depression or the heart. For the record, I took their depression medicine, helped my mood not my symptoms and MY HEART IS FINE!!!! He said I have seen too many different doctors, for the record, if I could find one to diagnose me I would stick with him! He said I had too many symptoms and I should explain just how I feel daily. HUH? He kept pointing out my heart was fine in 2005 when I had my CT angiogram and my last stress test. I told him my heart was fine, but I had to see him before I had the test. He said there was no need for that test. He pointed out I had had many test. I got pissed, I sat and played nice but I was pissed. I don't like test and yes, I have had a lot of them, again if someone would just tell me what the problem was and treat it I would be a happy camper!!! He decides I should be monitored for 24 hours and have a new stress test. I mention to him, I may not be able to do the treadmill, he said I could do it chemically if it was found out I was unable to do the treadmill. He wants to make it a vascular problem.

OMG!!! I am going to explode!! I did not want to see another doctor and I did not want another doctor poking me and trying to find out the problem. He seems to be another one who wants to call me a hypochondriac and put my mind to ease that it is not anything! I said the other doctor would be the last doctor to poke and prod me! I was done if he found nothing, now I have to go to this asshole and I may never get back to the other doctor, the one who might actually be on to something!

I have to wear this stupid monitor for another 4 hours! I am tired of it. I can't shower, I had to sleep with it and there is a pad on my rib cage that poked me all night. I stink and I am ill!! I want to shower and sleep. But this isn't going to happen. Because yesterday was tied up with doctors, I have to clean and wash today. My house looks like a tornado ripped through and we have no clothes to wear. And today is Little Miss' 9th birthday! I will post about it tomorrow I guess, today was update day and I have not been able to gather photos and such. Today is a busy day, so I will get to it as soon as possible. I need to go. Little Miss is up and off. So until next time.....

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!