Happy New Years Eve!
I have no aspirations of experiencing a glamorous New Year's Eve celebration this year. I have a toddler, and I have accepted my current reality. I will be in bed promptly at 9:00, with the covers pulled up to my chin and my head on a pillow. On the bright side, Hamlet and I will be wide awake at 4 AM, which is midnight in Alaska so in a way I will still be celebrating.
I continue to hate New Years and all of the revelry that it involves. New Years epitomizes not only the turning of the calendar but also reflecting on the accomplishments and failings of the past twelve months. In my opinion, there is no better way to squelch the remnants of the Christmas spirit than forced reflection.
This year I am going to avoid the montages of celebrities who have died during 2015. I'm going to walk away from the news stories streaming highlights (which seem to be nothing but senseless tragedies) from the past year. Instead, I am going to play with Timmy and Robby as we try to enjoy the last few days of Christmas vacation.
About Me
- Peggy
- I am a below knee amputee. More importantly, I am also Mommy to two boys, a very active 10 year old (Robby) and an mischievous toddler (Timmy). I have learned that being a parent with a disability can create some unusual and sometimes humorous situations. This blogger is available for hire! Let's talk and learn how a blog can expand your business.
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Wednesday, December 30, 2015
New Opinion
My second opinion went well. I really liked the doctor, which speaks volumes. I appreciated the length of time that he spent talking with me and explaining my options. He disagrees with the original doctor concerning my benefiting from pelvic floor physical therapy. This new doctor doesn't feel that it would be effective in my situation, and recommended a less invasive surgery.
I have some insurance hoops to hop through first (the story of my life) but I plan on proceeding my surgical treatment with the new doctor. Pelvic organ prolapse is all that he does, and I was impressed by both his knowledge and his bed side manner. While I am not delighted about the confirmation that surgery is required, I am not surprised and I am delighted that I will not have to undergo the physical therapy.
When I came back to my Mom's after the appointment I was a tad sore, so I spent the afternoon watching Robby and Timmy play with their cousins. I just love hearing them squeal and laugh as they run around the house. Everybody went to sleep exhausted with a smile on their face from playing so hard!
Today I will head back home, but not before I take the kiddos on one epic adventure. I don't want to reveal details now, because it is a surprise and my niece now knows how to find my blog on the computer. :)
I have some insurance hoops to hop through first (the story of my life) but I plan on proceeding my surgical treatment with the new doctor. Pelvic organ prolapse is all that he does, and I was impressed by both his knowledge and his bed side manner. While I am not delighted about the confirmation that surgery is required, I am not surprised and I am delighted that I will not have to undergo the physical therapy.
When I came back to my Mom's after the appointment I was a tad sore, so I spent the afternoon watching Robby and Timmy play with their cousins. I just love hearing them squeal and laugh as they run around the house. Everybody went to sleep exhausted with a smile on their face from playing so hard!
Today I will head back home, but not before I take the kiddos on one epic adventure. I don't want to reveal details now, because it is a surprise and my niece now knows how to find my blog on the computer. :)
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Second Opinion
After much thought, I have decided to secure a second opinion concerning
the multiple organ prolapse I am experiencing. I am willing to undergo
the physical therapy if it is warranted, but something in my gut (no pun
intended) keeps telling me that it isn't the correct course. I don't
know if this feeling stems from my not wanting to endure the therapy, or
if I am correct in believing it isn't the correct medical intervention.
Part of me believes that the therapy was prescribed as an effort for the surgeon to delay the operation due to his hectic schedule. Since he has assumed the patients for another doctor who is recovering from hip surgery, his case load has almost doubled. The receptionists and the surgeon made it abundantly clear that they were overbooked because of the situation. I left the office with an overwhelming feeling that my issues were being put off because of their scheduling conflicts.
Today I am going for my much anticipated second opinion. I'm not looking forward to the examination, but at least now I will know what to expect. I'm nervous but I'm trying to remain optimistic. At this point I am anxious to see if the prescribed course of action is similar to what was already suggested. Hopefully I will leave the appointment with a plan that makes sense, but I'm worried that I'll end up more confused.
Part of me believes that the therapy was prescribed as an effort for the surgeon to delay the operation due to his hectic schedule. Since he has assumed the patients for another doctor who is recovering from hip surgery, his case load has almost doubled. The receptionists and the surgeon made it abundantly clear that they were overbooked because of the situation. I left the office with an overwhelming feeling that my issues were being put off because of their scheduling conflicts.
Today I am going for my much anticipated second opinion. I'm not looking forward to the examination, but at least now I will know what to expect. I'm nervous but I'm trying to remain optimistic. At this point I am anxious to see if the prescribed course of action is similar to what was already suggested. Hopefully I will leave the appointment with a plan that makes sense, but I'm worried that I'll end up more confused.
Monday, December 28, 2015
Holiday Wrap-Up
We had a wonderful Christmas. We decided several years ago to stop traveling on Christmas, instead opting to stay home to allow Robby (and now Timmy) an opportunity to enjoy their surprises. The decision frustrated some, but it was the best choice for our family.
Robby was delighted with his Wii U from Santa, and couldn't wait to start playing. He was absolutely speechless when he unwrapped the TV which accompanied his gift. Scott immediately went to work mounting the television in our playroom, and it didn't take Robby long to realize that he now has a designated gaming area. Other than meandering out for food and drinks, we really didn't see him much after his gaming center was assembled.
Timmy was delighted with his ride-on train, happily chug-chug-chugging around the living room. He even learned to wave goodbye, which he practiced each time he rode by the couch. He is too young to realize the source or the reasons behind his surprises, but I know he was delighted.
Saturday morning we woke up and immediately began to remove the Christmas tree lights. The combination of the ride-on train and the tree, along with all of the other toys, made navigating the living room into an obstacle course. Although we had a fantastic holiday season, I was ready to move forward.
Robby was delighted with his Wii U from Santa, and couldn't wait to start playing. He was absolutely speechless when he unwrapped the TV which accompanied his gift. Scott immediately went to work mounting the television in our playroom, and it didn't take Robby long to realize that he now has a designated gaming area. Other than meandering out for food and drinks, we really didn't see him much after his gaming center was assembled.
Timmy was delighted with his ride-on train, happily chug-chug-chugging around the living room. He even learned to wave goodbye, which he practiced each time he rode by the couch. He is too young to realize the source or the reasons behind his surprises, but I know he was delighted.
Saturday morning we woke up and immediately began to remove the Christmas tree lights. The combination of the ride-on train and the tree, along with all of the other toys, made navigating the living room into an obstacle course. Although we had a fantastic holiday season, I was ready to move forward.
Friday, December 25, 2015
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas!
Santa came last night and, judging from the piles in front of my tree, left a sleighful.
Timmy woke up at 4 and we have been patiently waiting for everybody else to fall out of bed. I thought it was going to be difficult to keep Hamlet out of the presents, but it turns out that he is a little frightened by all of the packages. He gingerly walks around everything, avoiding physical contact at all costs. Hopefully his brother will be able to coax him onto his new train!
He hasn't touched the presents, but he did manage to find the remnants of Santa's cookies. I returned from pouring another cup of coffee and caught him stuffing the last cookie into his chubby little cheeks.
I'll post more photos as the day progresses.
*Update 1. Almost as soon as I hit the "publish" button Timmy climbed onto his train. It is safe to say that he is a fan.
Santa came last night and, judging from the piles in front of my tree, left a sleighful.
Timmy woke up at 4 and we have been patiently waiting for everybody else to fall out of bed. I thought it was going to be difficult to keep Hamlet out of the presents, but it turns out that he is a little frightened by all of the packages. He gingerly walks around everything, avoiding physical contact at all costs. Hopefully his brother will be able to coax him onto his new train!
He hasn't touched the presents, but he did manage to find the remnants of Santa's cookies. I returned from pouring another cup of coffee and caught him stuffing the last cookie into his chubby little cheeks.
I'll post more photos as the day progresses.
*Update 1. Almost as soon as I hit the "publish" button Timmy climbed onto his train. It is safe to say that he is a fan.
Thursday, December 24, 2015
My Chair!
Scott and I have been together for 15 years, and during that time I have never seen him as excited about a Christmas present as he was for his gift for me this year. From the secret phone calls to slipping out of work early to accept a mysterious delivery, it is also safe to say that he has never put so much effort behind a gift. I have been intrigued so, when he announced that he had to give me my gift early due to reasons I would understand after seeing it, I agreed to an early Christmas.
He and Robby took off in the rain while Timmy and I were sequestered into the back bedroom. After several minutes and a lot of banging and commotion, he brought me into the living room. It took me a few seconds to process what I was seeing, but once it made sense I was absolutely gobsmacked.
Scott managed to purchase and secure the delivery of the love seat glider I have coveted from a small Amish store in Ohio. Every summer for the past few years I have sat in this chair, dreaming of having it in my home. I envisioned rocking Robby (and then Timmy when he was born) while reading books and watching cartoons. I never really believed that it would ever make its way to my living room!
For the first time in 15 years, Scott left me utterly speechless. Although I'm sitting in my beloved chair as I write this blog, I am still in disbelief. I don't know why Santa Scott was so good to me this year, but this is a Christmas I will never forget!
He and Robby took off in the rain while Timmy and I were sequestered into the back bedroom. After several minutes and a lot of banging and commotion, he brought me into the living room. It took me a few seconds to process what I was seeing, but once it made sense I was absolutely gobsmacked.
Scott managed to purchase and secure the delivery of the love seat glider I have coveted from a small Amish store in Ohio. Every summer for the past few years I have sat in this chair, dreaming of having it in my home. I envisioned rocking Robby (and then Timmy when he was born) while reading books and watching cartoons. I never really believed that it would ever make its way to my living room!
For the first time in 15 years, Scott left me utterly speechless. Although I'm sitting in my beloved chair as I write this blog, I am still in disbelief. I don't know why Santa Scott was so good to me this year, but this is a Christmas I will never forget!
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Minimalist Holiday
It is hard to believe that Christmas is just two days away. I feel
overwhelmed by the amount of work yet to be done, but I am slowly
starting to accept that much of it will not happen this year. When I do have a free moment, I find tinkering in the kitchen with Timmy and Robby far more rewarding than spending my energy decorating.
The combination of caring for a toddler and having a lot of work projects on my plate has caused my holiday decorating to be minimalist at best. We have a Christmas tree, adorn with colorful little lights but no ornaments. I meant to put them up, but never quite got around to it. I have a beautiful Christmas dishes which will remain packed up this year. It seems silly to lug them upstairs for a few days. I have enjoyed the holiday season but I just haven't been motivated to put in unnecessary housework.
Robby hasn't seemed to notice the minimal decorating. While I miss my bright and glittery festive accents, their absence hasn't impacted my spirit or enthusiasm for the holidays. Perhaps keeping my decorating to a minimum will help to ensure that my decorations don't stay out until mid-June.
The combination of caring for a toddler and having a lot of work projects on my plate has caused my holiday decorating to be minimalist at best. We have a Christmas tree, adorn with colorful little lights but no ornaments. I meant to put them up, but never quite got around to it. I have a beautiful Christmas dishes which will remain packed up this year. It seems silly to lug them upstairs for a few days. I have enjoyed the holiday season but I just haven't been motivated to put in unnecessary housework.
Robby hasn't seemed to notice the minimal decorating. While I miss my bright and glittery festive accents, their absence hasn't impacted my spirit or enthusiasm for the holidays. Perhaps keeping my decorating to a minimum will help to ensure that my decorations don't stay out until mid-June.
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