Saturday, September 28, 2013

Teeth, Drugs, and Conspiracy Theories

It's very early for me to be awake on this Saturday morning! I've already been on the back porch drinking coffee. And either my neighbor behind me is already in his swimming pool or the squirrels are bathing - I should probably let someone know about that.

I'm up early today because yesterday I was drugged all day and took a nap. Couldn't sleep well last night but I made myself stay in the bed until 6:30.


About the drugs - All of my wisdom teeth came in when I was about 15 (thank God the old wives tale isn't true, or I wouldn't be here now!) So in the tiny, rinky-dink little town where I grew up there was like one dentist about 15 miles away. I went to this old fart and he apparently cut out the wrong teeth.  My wisdom teeth came on through and a few years back (during my wild child stage) I had a tongue ring. You accidentally bite down on those suckers a few times, and eventually they will break some teeth! I had one tooth in front that I had fixed a few years ago. Then last year I started having trouble with one of my top wisdom teeth. It broke and half of it came out, and I decided I'd better get the other half out. So I went to a dental surgeon - they have fancy titles, I just don't know what it is. Mr. Surgeon told me I'd need a "good" vein so I could be put under a "light" sedation. I was not happy - I'm afraid of needles AND I'd never been under sedation, like EVER. But I'm an adult and these things have to be done, right?

I made it out alive and I am very happy about that!! I prayed the whole way to lala land. I do remember that. I don't remember much from the dentists office to home but my husband tells me, I'm quite the conspiracy theorist even when I'm drugged. I'm a little different than most, I'm one of those who isn't TOTALLY convinced we went to the moon back when they said we did, Elvis was alive and not inside his coffin, and Tupac was living in Egypt after his "death". See, told ya, I'm a weird-o.

So, back to the drugs. Hubby tells me that I said, "They didn't even do anything. I could hear them talking the whole time." He tried to convince me they indeed took a tooth out. I said, "Nuhuh, watch, when I get home, I'm going to take this gauze out and my tooth is still going to be there." I don't remember saying this, but knowing myself as I do, I'm sure I probably did say that and a little more he isn't telling me.

So, I guess me drugged is about the same as me not drugged. I'm still my funny self, I just don't remember it. I'm going to say no to drugs for the rest of my life. Because if you know me, you know that I like to remember being the funniest person in the room :-)

Sunday, September 22, 2013

The Weekend featuring Special K Cereal

Yea, so it's the weekend. The weekends are good for sleeping late, dining out, and currently, Saints football (Who Dat!?).

Apparently, it's also for eating an entire box of Special K cereal...the kind with chocolate chunks. Now, I bought this cereal because I'm a woman on an on-going, everlasting, diet. And I like to eat cereal because I think it makes me healthier, right? "What did you have for dinner last night?" "Oh, I had cereal, the diet kind. You?" "I had pasta, veggies, and baked chicken." "Oh I'm eating too healthy these days for all that food!" This is what I think....as I get fatter by the hour.

So, anyways, I usually have kid cereal for my brother but he ran out this week. The only cereal in the house was 2 boxes of my Special K - chocolate and the berry kind. Saturday morning I told him to eat a bowl of my cereal for breakfast. He said he didn't know he could (we have issues with yours, mine, and ours). I told him, no, it's fine, go on and eat some. It's a new box and I've had about a third of a bowl, I just wanted to try it out. It was so good! And really filled me up until lunch time.

My husband and I go to town to look at the Halloween stores for stuff. Not really for Halloween costumes, but for accessories for my comic-con costume for January. See, told you we're nerds. Any who, we're gone until the afternoon. Brother says he had "some" cereal for breakfast, then left over chicken nuggets and a bowl of soup for lunch. I bought him McDonald's for his dinner since hubby and I were going out. All is right in the world, right?

Sunday morning - I wake up with a strong craving for this chocolate-y cereal that is so healthy for me but not until after I've had a cup of coffee. I drink the coffee, go to the cabinet and pull out a very light feeling cereal box. I'm thinking, "Dang, it really is light! Must be healthy." I go to look inside (see I do this because I have issues with bugs. I don't like them at all. I check my pillows at night too. I'm sure we'll get into that.) So what do I see in this box?? It's almost ALL gone! "Some" cereal to Brother is like "all of it" to me. Yes, he ate almost an entire box of cereal Saturday. We've talked about it since and I explained to him, he eats every couple of hours, 1 bowl of cereal, surely, is enough until he eats again, right? I'd think so but we'll see how my Special K berry cereal holds up to the little chat.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

A Little About Me

So, it's been on my mind lately to start a blog about what it's like to be newly married and taking care of a sibling with mental illness. I have started this a couple of times before and never kept it going. Let's see if I can commit this time around!

I'm currently 32, a newly wed, a home-owner, and a sister to an adult with mental illness. I love my life, I truly do! I'm happy, I'm a nerd (who's in love with another nerd), and I love my brother. It's tough though - living with someone who hides all his feelings and thoughts. Especially because his thoughts could be dangerous for his well being and possibly ours. But we make it through, just like everyone else. :-) 


The hubs and I are working on making our first padawan. We hope to get pregnant within the year. Wish us luck!!

I have a new job that I really enjoy. It helps that I'm mostly alone in the office, as I'm not what you would call a "people person". I like people, just not very many, and not for long periods of time. Yea, I'm that girl.

My husband has a great job! He has the proverbial nerd job. I'll let you guess at that ;-)  He's happy and he makes me happy. Everyday he treats me as if he is falling deeper in love with me, isn't that awesome!

So....this is my 1st post, let's hope you like it and I keep them comin'!