back... for now

well, if anyone is still checking-in, i am alive. i have been in houston for the last 12 days. my mom was in the hospital for half that time. needless to say, it was a rough 12 days. my mom had a feeding tube put in over two weeks ago and has yet to really use it. they ended up having to put in a central line (a catheter that goes straight to a primary artery), so they can feed her intravenously (TPN). she's gotten back a little energy, but she has a long way to go. the tpn is only a temporary fix, so we're hoping her digestive system will start functioning again soon. if not, she gets to go back in for more surgery in the hope that they can open up some of the obstructions in her bowels. honestly, i'm petrified... and i feel like my insides have turned to eggshells. i'm not quite sure how i am functioning at all... but here i am, back at work... still breathing, still eating, still sleeping on occasion. i hope everyone had a lovely thanksgiving... there is always so much to be grateful for, even when life feels like it's at its worst.

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strange doings

so, apparently, a bird-watcher from my home state took it upon himself to defend the endangered piping plover from the dangers of a hungry white and gray tabby by shooting the feline with a .22-caliber rifle. nice. now, as you know, i'm as big a fan of the birds as almost anyone, but since when was it okay to hunt cats?? cats are fuzzy and cuddly... if anything, they should be brought into your home and showered with love and squeaky toys... wouldn't a few well-placed containers of fancy feast have done the job without the expensive fine and trip to jail? anyway, i love that this article made it to the nytimes.

oh, on an entirely unrelated note, i found this frightening game that shows you how many earths would be necessary if everyone on the planet lived like you do... it's like "inconvenient truth" -- the game! ok, i need to go now and fly to houston... that'll cost me like 1.3 earths right there.

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coming clean

so, in february 2006, i started a secret blog... mil knew about it, but i didn't tell anyone else. i just wanted a place to record my thoughts on a certain subject i wasn't quite ready to talk about in such a public forum as this. mil and i were making plans to start the process of increasing the size of our little family. we didn't actually start... ahem... trying till much later in the year. unfortunately, almost a year later, we're still trying. i'm admitting this now because a) a little comment snuck onto this blog from my various perambulations around the infertility blogosphere and b) it's infertility awareness week. while it's not technically "infertility" until you've been trying to get pregnant for a year, i think i will be a member of this unlucky club any day now. and it kinda stinks. lately, i've been reading far too many blogs written by women (and some men) dealing with infertility which has given me some perspective on the medical and emotional aspects of this wonderful condition. it's amazing the amount of money and heartache you can go through just for the hope of having something that comes so easily to almost everyone else. though we will likely have to tread that path soon, we've decided that given my mom's illness and mil's busy school schedule that jumping into the world of medical diagnosis and treatment is not for us right now. instead we will take a break, collect our thoughts, and check-in with the doctors when things slow down a bit.

anyway, i'm still rather shy about the whole thing, so for now the other blog will have to remain somewhat secret, but there it is. it's out there... in public. you can count us among that 12.5% of couples who have trouble conceiving. yay us!

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