this week's updates

I haven't had a chance to update the blog at all this week...been getting home at 8:30-9:00 every night (work, meetings, going to walmart to refill the kitchen). I haven't even unpacked my suitcase yet. I'm sure Starr's life has been sucky the past week too, but my excuse is that she has mom and dad to help out with her busy life...haha


Here's what I have as far as updates on Matt (thanks to Dad for his text updates, and Starr for her blog):
He is sleeping more at night, eating cereal (this is a big thing because if he is willingly eating anything right now, I am happy) and trying to ease off the pain pills as much as he can. His pain level is more like a range of 1-5 now, with 5 being the worst. Seems like he is more aware of the little things now, which is a good sign. He explained how his head was feeling like it was full of air and fluid. He said that when he pushes on his right side where the incision is, it feels squishy like an air cushion, and when he gets up or moves his head he can feel fluid moving around inside. He also said that his sinuses make kind of a whistle sound when he moves his head around. He got a call from the surgeon's secretary today and she confirmed that yes, that's what he is indeed feeling. It could last 2-3 months and is fluid and/or air surrounding his brain underneath the skull and outside his skull underneath his skin. She also let him know that his tumor was what they had thought it was, a cranial meningioma. It was benign (yay!!) and it was categorized as a level 1. If you ever plan to have a brain tumor, you want a level 1 because a level 5 is bad. So for now, he needs to continue his rest and take it easy until they go to SLC for his follow up appointments in 3 1/2 weeks with the surgeon, eye specialists, and an endocrinologist. ...if that all sounds eerily familiar, it's because I stole it from Starr's blog :)  He will be getting his 40 staples out today I think, and I'm pissy because I wanted to do it. I'm gruesome that way. But an 8 hour drive gets in the way, so their friend who works in the wound clinic (I think?) is going to do it. I want PICS!!!

Haha best shirt ever!  From Jeff and Deann Stratton

(he thinks it's funny, even though he's not smiling..maybe it's just a bad angle. Or could be the recent skull-opening...I dunno.)

 

 

I have more pics to post...will have to figure out my new Windows 8. Somehow I lost a few downloaded iPhone photos into no-man's land.

 

As many of you know, I do enjoy the spotlight. And Matt doesn't necessarily thrive on it like I do, so he'll probably be glad that I will be transitioning back into my sick little world here. 

Good news/bad news is that I lost 8 pounds over the past week and a half from stress and whatnot..it's bad because I'm supposed to start a fitness challenge at work on Monday and everyone else has been fattening up!!

On the homefront, Boy and Rod have been sick all week; how is it that I can have a cold and still go to New Orleans, find out about Matt, sit through 2 days of seminars, fly back, drive 4+ hours to SLC and "live" in the Neuro ICU for four days, get back, go to work...all the while these boys lie in bed and moan and sniffle? There certainly is an unfair advantage of having the XX chromosome. 

GIRL POWER!!

Chloe is adjusting to living the live without Charlie. I think she enjoys the spotlight like me. I went to Petco last night to get her another Kong (how DOES she destroy those??) and saw a teacup Yorkie on a leash SO DAMN CUUUTE!! awwwww

And thus a convo ensued between Rod and I:
Me: I want a Yorkie.
Him: It'll get broken. It will get out and get run over (our modus operandi)
Me: I want a cat
Him: you're allergic
Me: we'll get a hairless one
Him: they are over a thousand dollars. It will get out and get stolen.
Me: I want a yorkie
Him: it'll get broken
....see the vicious cycle? So for now we need to slow down on the guilt treats to our single dog-child. She is fat.