It was day 3 of Peewee Quebec for my Mayor and hubby. For the rest of us, it was just another Monday. Even our kids in Palm Beach County had to be in school today. Don’t our school administrators know our major tournaments are around federal holidays for a reason? But I digress…
The Mayor and his team started off their day with their first game of the tournament. They faced a tough, fast and big Czech team. Before the game, they did their official photos. Since the tournament is a two loss and you’re out, they’re now in a must win situation for their next game.
After the game, the squad headed to the Patro for lunch. Of course the beauty of Peewee Quebec is that the parents don’t have to go with the kids. They can opt for a childless and more adult oriented meal. When I went we ate lunch at the Patro a couple of times just for the experience. It was a good reminder of how lucky we are to not eat school cafeteria food anymore.
After lunch, they chilled at the hotel before heading to (my favorite) the Sugar Shack. This magnificent place is outside of the city and is absolutely beautiful. They serve you an nice dinner, complete with pancakes and maple syrup. I quite enjoyed the picture of my Hubby and Matt enjoying their beer Buddy the Elf style.
Before you eat and in between courses, you’re free to play outside. When we were there three years ago, we took a sleigh ride through the woods which was magnificent. Based on the videos I got tonight, my Mayor quite enjoyed tubing. Meanwhile, my hubby and our friend Matt recreated a special memory for me. The question. Is which one is better? The original or the one of Hubby and Matt?
I’m so excited that my Hubby and my Mayor get to experience the awesomeness of Peewee Quebec, but I’m green with envy. I would love to be with them in Quebec enjoying the now familiar sites and sounds of the city. It truly is a magnificent place that I can’t wait to return to one day. I look forward to hearing their impressions of the city and tournament. Special thanks to my hubby, Vicki and Sasha for the photos and videos!
And they’re off to the frozen tundra for a weekend of fun, family and of course hockey. Luckily the Mayor will be playing at our old home rink, so they’ll be plenty of family to support him. It’s also pretty nice that they get to stay at Hotel Grandma and Grandpa instead of a Holiday Inn!
Goalielocks and I will be heading north to Chicago Friday for his tournament. I’m keeping a watchful and anxious eye on the weather. I absolutely hate the idea of having to drive in a snow storm, but at this point it seems inevitable. I look forward to sharing our adventures this weekend on the blog. You can be sure it will include a lot of good Chicago pizza!
There’s no dignity in aging that is for damn sure. Along with radiation, isolation this pretty much describes the last couple months of my life. You may recall that I tore my tendon last summer while running. It was a complete buzz kill and put me on a boot and scooter for ten weeks. The injury, a tear in the posterior tibial tendon, was a surgical injury. Unfortunately, in my pre-op blood work they found that my thyroid had gone rogue. I went back two weeks later to ensure it wasn’t an anomaly and sadly it was not.
Now I was sidelined with a torn tendon and a rogue thyroid. I guess they weren’t lying when they said there’s no dignity in aging. Since my thyroid was hyperactive, I was no longer a candidate for surgery, so I opted for the controversial and expensive stem cells injection. Further complicating matters it the fact that our tendons ability to heal is heavily influence by the thyroid. Thus its unlikely that I’ll see a full recovery in the tendon until my thyroid has stabilized. #winning Nonetheless, between the torn tendon and the hyperthyroidism, I’ve been unable to do cardio since late July. It’s been quite the adjustment both mentally and physically.
My visit to the the endo was pretty straightforward. We were both confident that was the culprit behind my hyperthyroidism given that Graves Disease runs in my family. She did stress that I was lucky to have found the disease early as it progresses quite rapidly. Moreover, she laid out a plan of action to confirm our suspicions: more blood work and a thyroid scan and uptake test. If the diagnosis was confirmed, we proceed immediately to RAI (a.k.a. radioactive iodine) treatment. The nice thing about my endo is that she does’t make me come in to get test results or discuss next steps. Naturally, I have my appointments, but it’s nice not having to go into the office each step of the way.
Once my blood work came back abnormal the second time, my GP referred me out to an endocrinologist. Apparently, in South Florida they’re in very high demand. I initially made my appointment in early August for late October. I was none to pleased with that timeline. Fortunately, an appointment opened up in early September.
In late October, after more blood work and thyroid scan/uptake test, she called to confirmed that our initial suspicions were correct. It was Graves Disease, an autoimmune disorder that attacks the thyroid gland causing it to be hyperactive. My next step would be the RAI treatment. Fortunately, I was still able to go overseas and enjoy all that Sweden, Finland and Denmark have to offer before completing the RAI treatment. Admittedly, I was far from 100% during the trip, but I still had the most amazing time. (I’ll be sharing more from the trip in the coming days.)
Once I was back on the continent, the appointment was set and my family I prepared for the three days I’d spend in complete isolation. (Fellow moms, I know what you’re thinking – complete silence and alone time= complete gift. You’re not wrong.) This was also the run up to the Purple Stride event and I was serving as Chair for team and personal development for the first time. We had to buy a lot of disposable plates and silverware, since my dishes couldn’t co-mingle with the family’s dishes. I also bought a lot of cough drops and throat spray as throat pain is one of side effects of the treatment.
Early November 19th, I headed over to DCA where they’d administer the RA-131. By this time, I was anxious to get it over with and get back to normal. They called me back and then there was a problem. When they called to schedule, they neglected to tell me that a negative pregnancy test had to be on file. At this point, I was quite aggravated and not willing to move my appointment. It was, after all, their mistake.
Fortunately, I was able to negotiate a compromise with the tech and radiologist. I quickly left DCA and headed to CVS where I bought the cheapest pregnancy test I could find. I hurried back to DCA, took the test, handed it to the tech and got my RAI. Sadly, I forgot to take a picture of the mini-keg the pill came in. I did have some trepidations as the tech handled the keg with thick lead gloves as she pulled the pill out of a thick glass test tube from within the keg.
The following days were quite uneventful. I worked from home effectively only missing conference calls since my throat hurt and my voice was weak. I binged watch all of the shows and movies I can’t ordinarily enjoy in a house of boys. To be honest, I was a bit disappointed that my neck didn’t glow. I had grandiose plans of making a video of me singing radioactive with a glowing neck, but alas that couldn’t happen. Since the boys were off that week, they took times dropping off water and food to my room. By the end of the three days, I was ready to see civilization again.
As I mentioned, the boys were all home from school that week. You would think that while I was in insolation things like the dishes, sweeping, and putting away clothes would have been taken care of, but alas they were not. No sooner had I left my isolation than I was already willing to go back into it.
It’s been almost six weeks since the RAI and my thyroid should be slowing down by now. However, my thyroid, as mentioned before has gone rogue. It is now more hyperactive than it was before. Needless to say, I’m quite disappointed. I cannot go back to working out until my thyroid is no longer hyperactive. So say a prayer that when I go back to my Endo in six weeks, my rogue thyroid has been reformed and on it’s way to being normal or hypo.
In the meantime, I’ll continue taking the beta blockers and trying to adhere to a sedentary lifestyle that’s miserable. The disease has made watching Goalielocks in net a bit perilous. Fortunately, the beta blockers keep my heart rate and rhythm from being totally ridiculous. Thankfully, the Mayor is a second year peewee and not in a checking league, so his games are still pretty relaxing for me. (You know I had to bring some hockey into it!). I’m utterly exhausted day in and day out, which is a major downside of the disease and the meds I’m on. Sleep is hard to come by when your thyroid is hyperactive. The beta blockers make it even more difficult. One thing is sure, when this is over and it will be soon, I’ll be quite grateful for good health and the ability to be active. I cannot wait to run again!
Wanderlust is defined as a strong desire to travel explore the world. Growing up I have always wanted to travel the world, but travel is expensive and so are kids. When I was young, we weren’t rich (weren’t poor either) and didn’t travel often. If we did travel, it was normally within the state. We took an amazing trip to California when I was thirteen. This trip remains one of my favorite memories from childhood. In addition, I was fortunate that my parents sent me on a couple of amazing class trips. My goal growing up was to travel the world and see the sites. Our last trip, Norway, fed my soul and reawakened my wanderlust. Moreover, it awakened the wanderlust in my kids.
There’s nothing better than exploring our globe and our heritage with the ones you love. Now that I’m getting older and have more money, I’m starting to see the future I’ve always wanted. A future that included exploring the world with my family and seeing all that this life has to offer. I’ve been so excited that this “future” is starting to become a reality. Moreover, I relish the opportunity to share these experiences with my family.
After traveling to Europe in high school, I fell in love with European history, architecture and art. The opportunity to traipse around the continent is a complete dream. Norway was a complete dream as it combined my love of European history with my own heritage. Moreover, it was made even better by the presence of my entire family and grandma. For as long as I live, I will never forget the look of wonderment on my Grandma’s face as she looked up at the mountains and hills on the Kongevegen in Borgund. You can’t script a moment better than this.
I cannot wait for my next trip! The future I have always wanted and worked so hard to get is close at hand. Words are not adequate to describe how hard I have worked to get from the ground floor to where I am now. Countless hours and years of dedication to achieve the results I have achieved and make my future possible. All of my adult life, I have been working towards this future.
As much as I love travel, I enjoy sharing these experiences with friends and family more. A belief that travel and exploration is inconsequential and a needless expense has stalled my vision for the future. As the wind was knocked from my sails, a crushing pain has taken hold in my chest. The realization that what is important to me does not matter to the one I love most has been a crushing blow. Nonetheless, I’ll pick up the pieces and move forward my plans for the future somewhat altered, but still intact.
Today was Goalielocks’ moving on ceremony marking the end of a fantastic three years at Logger’s Run Middle School. Since day one he has flourished in Middle School enjoying the academic offerings and his many friends. It was apparent tonight how much he enjoyed his school and how well he got along with his classmates. Of course, for me, it was bittersweet as it marks the end of one stage and the beginning of another stage. It seems like just yesterday he was graduated from preschool and now he’s off to high school.
The ceremony itself was at his future high school in West Boca. We found out yesterday that he has been offered a spot in the medical academy at West Boca with all of his friends. He was absolutely ecstatic to learn that he’ll be continuing his school journey with the vast majority of his school friends. We waited until tonight at dinner to give him the good news.
We waited patiently in the hot, sauna of a gym for ceremony to start. They started “Pomp and Circumstance” as the graduates filed into the gym. Maybe it was the contacts or both our bad vision, but we didn’t see Goalielocks walk into the gym at all. Once they had sat down, we didn’t seem him either. Naturally, we started to panic a bit. After a few minutes of concern, my hubby decided to go down and see if we could find him.
He headed down towards the entrance and start chatting with the principal and the police officers working the event, who assured him he was there. The hubby headed up the other bleachers to try and find him to no avail. Finally, the principal let him walk down the side and he found him. Now we could relax and enjoy the show.
As I watched the video with Goalielocks tonight, he quickly pointed out that we actually got him on video. How we missed him in the first place is beyond me. Like I said it could be the contacts or the blonde hair. Nonetheless, it was a fabulous night to celebrate the accomplishments of middle school while looking forward to the challenges and opportunities of high school.
It was a glorious long weekend of no plans and no obligations. We sent the Mayor to Key West on Friday for the weekend and he had an epic time. As for the rest of us, we took advantage of the stormy weather and stayed in and relaxed. It is hard to believe we only have four days left of the school year. This year has seemed like a sprint. Especially the last six months!
This year has been an absolute sprint with trips every month through April (could have used a May vaycay.). In between the trips, we had a health scare with Goalielocks and possible surgery. His procedure ended up being delayed because he had a bad cough, which made it too risky for him to go under. Not even a month later, we were in an ER in New Hampshire with a suspected brain bleed. Fortunately, the good folks at Mass General were able to quickly rule out the brain bleed, but his recovery would still be lengthy.
We ended up back in the ER in the beginning of March when his headaches changed in severity and type. Unfortunately, he’ll experience headaches and other post concussion symptoms for the next six to twelve months. We made it nearly two months before brining him back to the ER for suspected appendicitis. Fortunately, it wasn’t appendicitis. Unfortunately, it took a costly visit to the ER to confirm he had a virus with symptoms that mimic appendicitis. Needless to say, it’s been exhausting and expensive.
I’m ready for some downtime and calm. (What is that even?) This Wednesday, we’re headed to West Boca to watch Goalielocks’ Moving on Ceremony. We’ll officially have one in college, one in high school and one in middle school. Despite my reticence to let them grow, time continues to march. It’s a bit bittersweet as he’s absolutely loved his time at Logger’s Run.
Excitedly, we’re back to our normal summer pattern since we have no grand plans this summer. Goalielocks and the Mayor will be headed North to spend the summer at Camp Grandma and Grandpa. We couldn’t be more excited, nor could they. Goalielocks cannot wait to be reunited with his former goalie coach, who is now at MEGA. While they’re in Minny, they’ll be able to spend time with all of our family. Also, this will give me a break from the endless begging for a sailboat.
The Mayor, as you can probably see in the pictures, had an epic weekend in Key West with Capt. Rob and E. He loved every single minute of it from being on the water in the driving rain to trying his first oyster! Yeah, an oyster! I haven’t even had an oyster. (Don’t judge me I grew up in the Midwest.) They spent their nights on a docked sail boat and spent their days exploring Key West. Due to the inclement weather, they were some of the only people around.
Boy oh boy, this first period of hockey is amazing. We still have four minutes left in the period and it’s already 2-1. This series should be incredible and hopefully for hockey fans everywhere it goes to seven games! Just a quick update here, I uploaded my pictures and the period has ended in a 2-2 tie! I cannot wait to see what the second period will bring.
I don’t know about you, but I for one am glad that this terrific Tuesday is coming to a close. Today was just one of those days. There were several times I wish I could have disappeared out of a room today. In all honesty, it could be the lack of sunshine and blue sky that has me over today. Admittedly, we’re quite spoiled with sunshine in South Florida. The past week, however, has been absolutely dreary. It is driving me and everyone else here bonkers.
Of course, a lack of sleep could also be to blame. After all the excitement of last night, I got to bed much later than I would have liked. #damnbird. Meanwhile, our rescued baby bird is living the high life in her protected and cushy enclosure. As the hubby and I look for places to bring her, Goalielocks and the Mayor have been plotting to make our house her forever home. #notgoingtohappen. Thankfully, the little birdie is doing well and is safe and sound.
There was no playoff hockey tonight, so it has been a quiet evening for me. I get these athletes need to rest, but selfishly I don’t want to wait for game 7. Tonight’s game should be epic. There’s nothing better than game 7 playoff hockey! Since I’ll be up late tomorrow evening, I’m heading to bed a little early tonight.
Already? Really weekend just like that you’re over. It seems like just five minutes ago it was 6:00 pm on a Friday night and the work week was behind us.. Yet here we are, nary a blink the eye has gone by, back to Sunday night and the beginning of another work week. Although we accomplished as lot this weekend, it feels like we made no progress. I could definitely use a third weekend day to make me more productive around the house.
In exciting news, we continue to add-on to our new tank. In case you missed it, we’ve installed a 120 gallon saltwater aquarium in our living room and our remodeling the room accordingly. Saturday we added a kole tang, macro algae for the refugium and a couple of coral frags. Thankfully, the new creatures are acclimating to the tank very well. Both the frog spawn and green star polyp corals have opened up, which is exciting. They’re small frags, so we’re anxious for them to grow and cover more of the rocks.
Goalielocks is leading the project for the aquarium as he is the marine expert in the household. We’ve had several freshwater aquariums and a nano saltwater tank before, but this is still a major undertaking. Maintaining a saltwater tank is a lot more complex than maintaining a freshwater system. Nonetheless, Goalielocks is well prepared. Moreover, the tank is really starting to take shape and look great. We’re anxiously waiting for our paired clownfish to host in the anemone, but they’re taking their sweet time.
In other news, playoff hockey continues to be great. The games have been high-octane and thoroughly entertaining. Tonight the Vegas Knights, the first expansion team to reach the finals, won the Western Conference title and are advancing to the Stanley Cup. Not for nothing, but the Florida Panthers’ missteps clearly had a positive impact not he Knights. After all, it was not too long ago that the Cats fired Gerard Gallant (huge mistake) and sent him packing in a taxi. Then they dealt both Reilly Smith and Jonathan Marchessault away as part of the expansion draft. Along with Lars William Karlsson, these two gents make up the Knight’s lethal top line. Needless to say, they’ve had a pretty good season.
Tomorrow night the action will be back in D.C. as the Caps take on the Lightning in a must win game. The puck drops at 8:00 pm, so I am assured another late night. With the adrenaline of playoff hockey, who can sleep right after a game ends? I know I can’t. It would be nice to have a Florida team in the Stanley Cup Finals, but I’ wouldn’t be disappointed if the series went to seven games. I know, I know I’m a little greedy, but the hockey has been outstanding and I don’t want it to end.
In non-hockey news, I have to wish my Great Grandma Brown a very happy 102nd birthday. You read that right, she’s 102 years old. For context, when she was born we were two years into World War 1. When I think of all the changes she has witnessed in her lifetime I’m astounded. I can’t fathom how much our world has changed in the 102 years she’s been on this earth. It’s an incredible thought. Moreover, she still lives independently with her little dog. I hope I got her genes. Please join me in wishing her a very happy 102nd birthday.
I had thought about going back to the daily prompt and writing about narcissism tonight, but I just didn’t have it in me tonight. I thought hockey, saltwater aquariums and my great grandma would be infinitely more interesting. I’ve written about narcissists before anyway and really don’t wish to give them anymore airplay.
Wow, almost forgot there was this huge wedding this weekend. I didn’t get up to watch it. Don’t get me wrong, I like the pomp and circumstance, but I am not a morning person. Later that day I watched the highlights on Hulu. It looked like a beautiful event. Of course, the single best picture of the day was of David Beckham. Who else watched the wedding? What did you guys think?
Happy Mother’s Day to all the wonderful mothers in my life and the blogosphere! I spent my Mother’s Day relaxing at home with our boys and puppies. Hubby made me a wonderful breakfast of crepes, an omelette and some bacon. It was sinfully delicious! The crepes were spectacular with cloud berry jam, whipped cream and fresh berries. On the second crepe, I had blueberry jam that we bought in Norway on it and it was delicious. I’m not quite sure what we’re going to do when we’re finally out of Norwegian cloudberry and blueberry jelly. I guess we’ll just have to go back and buy more!
We spent Saturday night at the amphitheater in West Palm for the Alan Jackson show. To be clear, I’ve never been a country music fan. In fact, I wasn’t originally planning to go with Goalielocks and the Hubby to the concert. At least, not until I got the guilt trip from Goalielocks, who reminded me that I had no problem going to the Foo Fighters with Jake. I, of course, reminded him that I love the Foo Fighters…. Nonetheless, I accompanied them to the concert last night.
Fortunately, the weather held out. I purchased seats under the roof of the amphitheater just in case the meteorologists happened to be right. They weren’t, but the assigned seats were nice. We had a great view of the show and weren’t fighting the crowds on the lawns. As for the show itself, both LeeAnn Womack and Alan Jackson didn’t disappoint. I’ve heard many of the Alan Jackson songs enough to know the words. Moreover, they bring back fond memories of my mother-in-law, who enjoyed his music.
While I don’t enjoy their music, I would have had to be deaf to not hear how talented they are. LeeAnn Womack has some lungs! Surprisingly, that’s not even the Tito’s lemonade talking. They were legit. I’m not converting to country, but enjoyed spending the evening with two of my guys.
We faced time my mom and grandma today to wish them a very, happy Mother’s Day. It would have been nice to be up in Minnesota with all of them. After a late night last night, we decided not to do to brunch on the water. This decision was reinforced by the weather outside, which brought us heavy rains all day. Apparently, there’s a low pressure system of the southwest coast of Florida that may develop into a tropical system. Oh joy!
Grandma Sandy’s Graduation Pciture
It’s time to head off to bed and recharge the batteries before starting another crazy week. To all the mother’s out there, I hope you had a wonderful day. To the beautiful mother’s in our lives, who have felt the excruciating pain of losing a child, today we send you our love and strength. Lastly, for those whose mother’s have passed, today we send love your way.
Two months and one day since our last ER visit. I told Goalielocks after his string of ER visits in late February and early March that he had met his annual quota for ER visits. Unfortunately, he didn’t seem to read that memo. Alas, we’re back in the ER.
This time we’re back in to rule out appendicitis after he started experiencing acute abdominal pain this morning. Unfortunately, neither our pediatrician nor the urgent care center could turn around a CBC test very quickly. Consequently, they referred us to the ER to ensure appendicitis was ruled out.
As I sit in the ER again, I’m starting to think they should offer loyalty programs like Dunkin’ or Starbucks. Perhaps after every 3rd visit, your 4th visit could be complimentary. This would at least save me significant money on my deductible and co-instance. It’s just a thought and likely one corporate healthcare wouldn’t support. For us parents, ER frequent flyers programs would be amazing.
I’m only somewhat kidding with that last suggestion. We’ve found ourselves in the ER entirely too often this year. As I type this, I’m sitting in the ultrasound room watching a fishing expedition. At least when I was pregnant, I kind of knew what I was looking at. On these ultrasounds, I have no idea.
They just finished the ultrasound, so now we’ll wait for those results along with the labs. Keep your fingers cross that it’s us a stomach bug and not appendicitis.