EO was just not happy with the Impala that he bought in Dec.  So, he found a different car.  Ford Fusion. We decided to lease, so that we don't have to worry about it if anything goes wrong.  Plus, when the lease is up, we can just walk away.  Another way, we wanted to simplify.  with this car, we got just the basic package with no extra fancy features.  It is still pretty fancy, as far as we are concerned. 

EO is gone again today.  Taking his dad to town.  EO hasn't been able to spend much time there the past couple trips.  So he will get to spend a little more time with his mom today.  

Lauren has started her first day of work at Walmart. I hope it goes well for her.  Steph is at work as well today.  She has to work tomorrow as well.  Yesterday was another late night... even a little later than the night before, (I believe). She is so tired, she has called and talked to me while driving home so that she stays awake.  Colton has done that too a number of times... although sometimes he will call someone else.  they can have the radio on and the windows open, and it still isn't enough to keep them awake. so i am glad they are wise enough to call and talk to someone on the phone to help them.  

Now with Lauren and Ma about to move, if Steph or Colton has a tough time staying awake or if the roads were extremely dangerous, they would have a place to go.  So that will be nice. 

I feel like I may have posted some of these things already.  But I just can't remember. 

Oh, so in after the talk on meeting attendance (which I made sure the family sat and listened to it.)  Ok, not that I told EO he had to, but Colton told him about it, and I told him about it and he wanted to listen to it with the girls.

ok, so anyways, i got thinking about, how I could get to the hall, and what would I need, and how I could make that happen.  I currently, sitting is an real issue.  Some days, I can sit for about an hour, and some days I can't sit at all.  So until the physical therapy helps my hips, assemblies and conventions are a struggle. And they don't want us bringing those chairs that you can lay in.  So... although at the Hall, it may not be an issue, but still.

So the next issue is my fevers. i can't function worth anything during my fevers, and i get the pretty steady.  

Next issue... my digestive troubles... when I have trouble (which is several times a week), i learned about the echo problem years ago, even before I had health issues.  like it was brought out in the talk... people think the bathrooms are sound proof... NOT NOT NOT.  that is why I had gone home so many times from the hall, when my stomach starts acting up.  between the digest "sounds" and the smell, I don't want someone to have to go into the bathroom when I am sick.  and when it flares up... there are times I have to go in there every 10 minutes.. there are times i don't come out for 1/2 hour.  and in between my dashing, i am laying down moaning.  By the end of it, i am so weak and dehydrated, I can't hardly hold my head up.  if you have read my blog, you already know i have constant digestive issues.  There are so many days I am so sick and tired of being sick and tired, that I don't even write about it in this blog.  I just don't even want to acknowledge it.

this next issue is connected with the previous issue.  how small the hall is... every time you get up EVERYONE knows it.  and for me, i am up and down and up and down and up and down... a terrible distraction.  even if i sat in the mother's room, it is a distraction looking at an empty seat as well.  

it is embarrassing, because again, as it was brought out in that talk, it might cause people to snicker (and ten humiliate me after the meeting) but it would get old VERY fast.  It is not only a distraction to me, but those around me. Even here, the family might be hanging out in our bedroom, and when my stomach acts up, they clear the room when I have to be in our bathroom like that.

I have another issues, my allergies.  i have just endured them for a lot of years.  but there are friends in the hall, I want to talk to, but I can't breath around them.  if they have a mold or musty smell to their clothes, i have to turn my head every time i have to take a breath.  and new ones who smell of tobacco,  my face and throat start to itch, my tongue swells, and I get a blinding migraine that takes many hours to get rid of.   plus, there is something in the hall, I have no idea what, but after about 10 minutes being at the hall, my nose starts to burn and by the half way point, i have a terrible headache and my face and throat itch.  i don't have a clue what it is but there is something there.  I have endured that for years, but I figure everyone has to endure something.

And there are my migraines I have to deal with just ... every day.  we used to just put up a blanket over the window when I would have them to darken the room.  But now I have them every other day... or every day... and we haven't taken the blanket off the window in many months.  I just have them so much all the time.

I haven't even included the terrible pain I have to deal with.  Some days it is so bad, I moan, sometimes I cry a lot and I bounce and shake and move and move and move and move and move.  EO gauges how bad the pain is by how frequent i shift and bounce.  Lots of times I don't even realize I am doing it.  if that isn't a distraction, i don't know what is.  

So in a nutshell, every day is like having the flu.  and i saw long ago, that i am a distraction to the cong.  i know some have said it is encouraging when i make the effort.  but that wears off real quick with all my movement.  i think if we were in a big hall, i could sit way in the back near the bathroom and just listen and not distract the cong.  But there is just no place to do that in Solon.  i sat in the back room for awhile, but that was when my stomach wasn't so bad, like it is now.  


One more under the knife today.  Linkin had his surgery.  tonsils, adenoids and stuff.  Poor kid.  Colton wasn't even 2 yet when he had this tonsils and adenoids out.  He was so brave.  We walked him to the door, and then he took the nurse's hand and we watched him walk down the hall to the OR.  Just breaks the heart seeing our babies sick. He was such a tough little guy, he never cried or fussed unless you blocked his view of the TV.  So cute!