1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
So many things… I got engaged, I bought a house, I started a job that I love
2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don’t think I made any resolutions. And I don’t plan on making any. I feel like by making them at this time of year I’m doing it because everyone else is, and not because I really care about what I’m doing.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
No one close, but several people I know gave birth.
4. Did anyone close to you die?
No
5. What countries did you visit?
Canada!
6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
I think that I had everything I could want in 2008.
7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
November 23rd – It was a Sunday, and it was the day that Tim asked me to marry him. (p.s. I said yes)
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
My health got much better, and I started my career with kids.
9. What was your biggest failure?
Being lazy day-to-day
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?My arthritis improved quite a bit, but I did have a terrible flare-up on the weekend of Trisha’s birthday
11. What was the best thing you bought?
A house!
14. Where did most of your money go?
To the townhouse
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Weddings. My wedding, Erin’s wedding, and all the other weddings
16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
What song? Lol, “Still Alive” by Glados
Compared to this time last year, are you:
17. Thinner or fatter?
about 20 pounds thinner
18. Richer or poorer?
It’s hard to say... I’d say richer
19. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Theatre
20. What do you wish you'd done less of?
procrastinating
21. How did you spend Christmas?
With Tim and I’s family
22. Did you fall in love in 2008?
I fall in love all over again every day.
24. What was your favorite TV program?
America’s Next Top Model! And 17 Kids and Counting. Damn reality TV gets me all the time. I can spy on people without being creepy.
25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
Actually, I’ve stopped hating a couple people who I hated this time last year.
26. What was the best book you read?
I couldn’t choose
27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
I developed a sick liking for Fergie
28. What did you want and get?
I got everything I wanted.
29. What did you want and not get?
See above.
30. What was your favorite film of this year?
I don’t think any stand out
31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 21 and I went for dinner at Acme. It frickin’ snowed.
32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying
Maybe if I had a kitten?
33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
Evolving. I decided to go for a more mature look.
34. What kept you sane?
Tim. And Trish.
35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Ellen
36. What political issue stirred you the most?
Our federal election, and the United States presidential election. I watched both.
37. Who did you miss?
Trisha. Victoria is too far away.
38. Who was the best new person you met?
All of my co-workers and my kids
39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
First impressions should always be re-evaluated, but they might turn out to be right anyways.
40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
“Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember.”
top four highlights
1. Getting engaged
2. Buying a house
3. Starting work at the daycare
4. Tim’s graduation day
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Monday, December 29, 2008
Feeling much better. Feeling good.
As much as I hate prednisone, and did not want to be on more, I have to admitt that I feel so much better since I've been taking more. I can stand and walk around and play Rock Band 2 for more than 3 songs. I like being able to move.
Another person I went to high school with is pregnant. Maybe it's just a test of somesort... so that it will be all the much better when it actually happens.
Speaking of tests... I have a weird feeling that something huge is about to happen in my life... spiritually, I mean. I have never been religious. I went to church when I was little, but my family wasn't very into it. And as a young child and teen I didn't believe in a god.
There were periods where I desperatley wanted to. But I didn't.
I like the idea of religion. I like that these people have so much support and family and love around them. That they have a belief that someone is there, with their best interests at heart all the time. And I can't imagine how comforting that must be for them.
I still think parts are crazy. I've been reading a bible from a specific religious group of which I have a crush on (what can I say, I am amazed by some of the things they do).
Part of me worries that Tim will respect me less if I believe in God.
Another person I went to high school with is pregnant. Maybe it's just a test of somesort... so that it will be all the much better when it actually happens.
Speaking of tests... I have a weird feeling that something huge is about to happen in my life... spiritually, I mean. I have never been religious. I went to church when I was little, but my family wasn't very into it. And as a young child and teen I didn't believe in a god.
There were periods where I desperatley wanted to. But I didn't.
I like the idea of religion. I like that these people have so much support and family and love around them. That they have a belief that someone is there, with their best interests at heart all the time. And I can't imagine how comforting that must be for them.
I still think parts are crazy. I've been reading a bible from a specific religious group of which I have a crush on (what can I say, I am amazed by some of the things they do).
Part of me worries that Tim will respect me less if I believe in God.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Merry Christmas to you, too...
I had my latest check-up with the all knowing all important Dr.Sheriff. And that wasn't meant to be sarcastic. He really does know alot. I always feel reassured when i leave his office, even when my hopes for the future are dashed away. (Is that phrase right?)
Anyhow, I was determined to mention to him that since I've gotten engaged I've been thinking more and more of babies. Adorable squirmy squishy little versions of Tim and I. (And oh man, do I wish I still had that face-melding software Brianna and I used to see what those babies would look like!!)
Has anyone else noticed that Christmas is an especially baby-filled time of year? And I wasn't even in a weird place for this sort of cross-section of the general public. I was in the mall! Not the Gynecologists office. The mall! And there were so many babies.
Back on topic: I asked the good doctor what would be our options for me having kids down the road, say, by 2012 ish.
All joking aside here - he laughed. Not a big laugh. Not a mean laugh. But sort of a "you-have-to-be-joking-but-oh-wait-you're-not-you're-serious" kind of laugh.
He said it would be hard. Obviously I'd be off all my medications which could very well leave me worse off than pre-meds. I may not be able to walk. It would be the 9 month pregnancy PLUS a 6 month pre-trying period of cleansing my body of the meds.
70% of women with RA experience a sort of remission, where the arthritis gets better during pregnancy.
30% of women get worse. With my luck, this is me!
He said that I'd need lots of support. But it could be done.
I've been feeling sad and angry and just confused as to why things like this happen.
But it always could be worse. He could have said that my uterus was damaged and this would kill me, he could have been cruel about it, he could have refused to even discuss options.
So I'll be happy. I smile every time the light catches my ring (which is often) and for now that is enough.
Anyhow, I was determined to mention to him that since I've gotten engaged I've been thinking more and more of babies. Adorable squirmy squishy little versions of Tim and I. (And oh man, do I wish I still had that face-melding software Brianna and I used to see what those babies would look like!!)
Has anyone else noticed that Christmas is an especially baby-filled time of year? And I wasn't even in a weird place for this sort of cross-section of the general public. I was in the mall! Not the Gynecologists office. The mall! And there were so many babies.
Back on topic: I asked the good doctor what would be our options for me having kids down the road, say, by 2012 ish.
All joking aside here - he laughed. Not a big laugh. Not a mean laugh. But sort of a "you-have-to-be-joking-but-oh-wait-you're-not-you're-serious" kind of laugh.
He said it would be hard. Obviously I'd be off all my medications which could very well leave me worse off than pre-meds. I may not be able to walk. It would be the 9 month pregnancy PLUS a 6 month pre-trying period of cleansing my body of the meds.
70% of women with RA experience a sort of remission, where the arthritis gets better during pregnancy.
30% of women get worse. With my luck, this is me!
He said that I'd need lots of support. But it could be done.
I've been feeling sad and angry and just confused as to why things like this happen.
But it always could be worse. He could have said that my uterus was damaged and this would kill me, he could have been cruel about it, he could have refused to even discuss options.
So I'll be happy. I smile every time the light catches my ring (which is often) and for now that is enough.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
previous pessimissim
I was reading an old journal post from last year at this time, and I was shocked to see how depressed I sounded. I know that it was an awful event, and I had every right to be sad, but I couldn't believe some of the comments I had written.
I'm still sad about it. Tim always tells me that it wasn't my fault. But whose fault is it then? If it isn't mine?
I guess it's easier now that we're getting married. Because now I can plan when I am going to have my baby. And I will plan for it. And make sure it is healthy.
Sometimes I forget. And I almost mention it to Tim's parents. Sometimes I want to pretend I forget, and mention it to them on purpose.
I look around at all the women I know, and all the women I've only read about who are pregnant, and I get jealous. And sad.
Not sure where I'm going with this.
I'm still sad about it. Tim always tells me that it wasn't my fault. But whose fault is it then? If it isn't mine?
I guess it's easier now that we're getting married. Because now I can plan when I am going to have my baby. And I will plan for it. And make sure it is healthy.
Sometimes I forget. And I almost mention it to Tim's parents. Sometimes I want to pretend I forget, and mention it to them on purpose.
I look around at all the women I know, and all the women I've only read about who are pregnant, and I get jealous. And sad.
Not sure where I'm going with this.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Bride-zilla! ROAR!
I had my latest infusion on Wednesday. I had to take the day off work to do it, and I felt guilty. But I need this.
I was surprised how much it actually helps. How much better I feel after I have it. Last month there were lots of days when it was difficult to do things, and I feel into kind of a slump around the house. I wasn't tidying up, I wasn't helping contribute. Tim would come home from working all day and I wouldn't have moved off of the couch.
He never complained. He's not like that. But I felt awful about it. So it's better now.
I had the good nurse for my infusion. She got the IV in after the first try, and it was a very relaxed, calm 2 hours.
I found out that they are moving the infusion clinic. To a bigger room! Yay! And we get cable. They really try hard to make the experience a pleasant one.
I spent my last infusion reading bridal magazines. You may call me bridezilla, but I refuse to have a crappy, awful, stressful wedding. I refuse.
All I can say is.... ROAR!
I was surprised how much it actually helps. How much better I feel after I have it. Last month there were lots of days when it was difficult to do things, and I feel into kind of a slump around the house. I wasn't tidying up, I wasn't helping contribute. Tim would come home from working all day and I wouldn't have moved off of the couch.
He never complained. He's not like that. But I felt awful about it. So it's better now.
I had the good nurse for my infusion. She got the IV in after the first try, and it was a very relaxed, calm 2 hours.
I found out that they are moving the infusion clinic. To a bigger room! Yay! And we get cable. They really try hard to make the experience a pleasant one.
I spent my last infusion reading bridal magazines. You may call me bridezilla, but I refuse to have a crappy, awful, stressful wedding. I refuse.
All I can say is.... ROAR!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Whoops!
I hadn't really thought to update this, but while visiting with my mother she made the comment, "Why don't you ever update your blog?" So here it is. For you, Mom!
The last time I saw Dr.Sherriff he decided to change my infusion from every 8 weeks, to every 6 weeks. This was in order to stop me from noticing the stiffness before my infusion was due, and to prevent another episode like the one I had in July (couldn't walk!).
I had this infusion last month sometime. It went well... sort of. The nurse was really awful. Every time I have her, she messes up in some way. This time, she couldn't get the IV in my hand and had to switch to the other. Boo!
For the first time I was able to sign out and leave early. Up till now, I always had to wait one hour post infusion to make sure I was ok.
Since the weather has changed I've noticed more stiffness.
I'm also lowering my prednisone some more. I'm now at 3mg taken in the mornings (before 9am). My eventual goal is to be off it forever.
The last time I saw Dr.Sherriff he decided to change my infusion from every 8 weeks, to every 6 weeks. This was in order to stop me from noticing the stiffness before my infusion was due, and to prevent another episode like the one I had in July (couldn't walk!).
I had this infusion last month sometime. It went well... sort of. The nurse was really awful. Every time I have her, she messes up in some way. This time, she couldn't get the IV in my hand and had to switch to the other. Boo!
For the first time I was able to sign out and leave early. Up till now, I always had to wait one hour post infusion to make sure I was ok.
Since the weather has changed I've noticed more stiffness.
I'm also lowering my prednisone some more. I'm now at 3mg taken in the mornings (before 9am). My eventual goal is to be off it forever.
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