The terrible, no good, very bad week...
I cannot express how grateful I am that it is Friday. This was the worst week for me ever, I think. Well, ok. a bit extreme maybe...
Thankfully, our kids were enrolled in our local VBS, so for the most part, they missed out on my exceptional week. Monday, my brand-new schrank was destroyed by incompetant jerks whom I was paying 1 euro a minute to set up, after they spilled a HUGE puddle of glue on my rug and put an enormous ding on the front, after losing grip on the large piece of wood he picked up with his "I-am-so-good-at-this-I-don't-need-be-careful" hands. As I type this, there is still a pile of broken wood, a constant reminder of what will not be...in my livingroom, to finally be picked up this afternoon. Tuesday-I went to the dr. to inititate investigation as to the cause of my now daily heart flutters. (What I thought would be 1 simple appointment has turned into an almost daily visit to some hospital or another!) I have had several horrible nights of heaviness in my chest--and decided it must be time to really go in and have it checked. My mom has a valve prolapse, heart condition, and so I want to rule that out. On the way home, I had the near death experience I alredy wrote about. I spent the rest of the day scared out of my wits. Wednesday, I didn't get out of my PJ's, while alternating weeping and popping Motrine for the wrenched back and achy fingers that my experience left behind. I. DID. NOTHING. PRODUCTIVE. AT. ALL. Thursday, I went into my appointment with the german specialist, for a sonogram of my heart, and to attach the Halter Moniter. I dunno if the nurses there at the German hospital are mean--enjoying inflicting as much pain as possible--or if that much rubbing, poking, and pressing is necessary, since I have that pesky extra layer of fat. Today, I go in to turn in the moniter, give more blood from my pin-cushined arm.... and hopefully I am done for the weekend. My house looks as though it's been robbed, without someone actually stealing anything. I've gained weight, since I haven't had the time nor the energy to work out....and I have broken out like a teenager. THANK GOODNESS IT'S FRIDAY!
Thankfully, our kids were enrolled in our local VBS, so for the most part, they missed out on my exceptional week. Monday, my brand-new schrank was destroyed by incompetant jerks whom I was paying 1 euro a minute to set up, after they spilled a HUGE puddle of glue on my rug and put an enormous ding on the front, after losing grip on the large piece of wood he picked up with his "I-am-so-good-at-this-I-don't-need-be-careful" hands. As I type this, there is still a pile of broken wood, a constant reminder of what will not be...in my livingroom, to finally be picked up this afternoon. Tuesday-I went to the dr. to inititate investigation as to the cause of my now daily heart flutters. (What I thought would be 1 simple appointment has turned into an almost daily visit to some hospital or another!) I have had several horrible nights of heaviness in my chest--and decided it must be time to really go in and have it checked. My mom has a valve prolapse, heart condition, and so I want to rule that out. On the way home, I had the near death experience I alredy wrote about. I spent the rest of the day scared out of my wits. Wednesday, I didn't get out of my PJ's, while alternating weeping and popping Motrine for the wrenched back and achy fingers that my experience left behind. I. DID. NOTHING. PRODUCTIVE. AT. ALL. Thursday, I went into my appointment with the german specialist, for a sonogram of my heart, and to attach the Halter Moniter. I dunno if the nurses there at the German hospital are mean--enjoying inflicting as much pain as possible--or if that much rubbing, poking, and pressing is necessary, since I have that pesky extra layer of fat. Today, I go in to turn in the moniter, give more blood from my pin-cushined arm.... and hopefully I am done for the weekend. My house looks as though it's been robbed, without someone actually stealing anything. I've gained weight, since I haven't had the time nor the energy to work out....and I have broken out like a teenager. THANK GOODNESS IT'S FRIDAY!
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