Woo hoo!

It's all about the ...

PEEPS!!!

More pics of the house

View from the living room into dining room. You can see the matching ceiling fan above that I love so much.

The beautiful maple tree in the front yard of the new house

The finished product...for the most part

Here is Lisa sitting on the front steps of the new house with her yard goose that we dress up according the season

It's Friday...

And Lisa is still in Ithaca going round and round with the lawyer and builder. Apparently they think we can just sit here in Maine in limbo until the water problem gets fixed. Lisa is not happy and I don't blame her. I'm not too happy about it either. She just spend a boatload of money on a new house that we can't even live in. And, in the meantime she can't sell this one and go look for a job in Ithaca until we move. So she's out all THAT money, too. The lawyer says we need to sit tight here in Maine for a few weeks. I don't think she realizes how much moving 600 miles entails. Our mail has already been changed at the post office. All of our bills have been switched over to the new address. We have a child whose school system is trying to figure out when he will start school. Our house is in shambles with boxes everywhere and most of our belongings are already packed up and we are left with the bare-bone essentials. It doesn't seem like anyone in this situation realizes the problems this has caused.

Kira, the bed kitty, my little guardian angel, is finally home. She's still not feeling completely normal I don't think, but she's better than she was. Her fur doesn't look as ratty as it did. The vet flushed her kidneys and sent her home with special food that isn't so hard on her renal system. We'll find out Monday how it worked when I take her back in for bloodwork. Otherwise we're looking at serious kidney failure and possibly putting her to sleep. It makes me cry to think of it. She's so sweet with her big, round eyes looking up at me...

On other news, my primary doctor isn't so sure that my diagnosis from the cardiologist is correct. It could be because I started having chest pains and palpitations while I was in her office the other day after being off of the beta blockers for not even twenty four hours.

So my health is still a mystery. I get a high pulse with normal blood pressure most times I have tachycardia or palpitations. Sometimes, but not always my blood pressure goes up slightly. I get wicked headaches, I have to pee all the time, and I'm thirsty all the time. I think it might be my adrenal glands. Possibly the ONE freakin' test they didn't give me might show the answer to all this crap. And now... I can't get ahold of the doctor. I called yesterday afternoon and left a message and I called this morning and left a message. So far no luck. The new beta blocker is working well, but I can only take a quarter of a tablet of otherwise my BP goes down too low. Most people get put on 9 TIMES that amount for high blood pressure. I think the reason why I can't take more is cuz I don't have high blood pressure. I only have palpitations caused by high pulse. And the high pulse... is probably caused by... my adrenal glands. The catch 22? I have to go off the beta blockers for two weeks before I can have the test. I just can't win... if I go off the beta blockers I have palpitations and I start having chest pains and I can't function... I get tired and short of breath and shaky. I can't live like that for one day let alone two weeks! And it seems to be getting worse. The day before I went onto the beta blockers for the first time last week I only had palpitations a few times. The other day when I was off of them, I was having palpitations ALL the time plus I had chest pains.

It's frustrating to say the least.

Well, it's time to go work on my term paper and study for exams...

wish me luck...

oh yeah...

And did I forget to mention that my truck has been in the shop more than it's been on the road the last few months?

3 ignition coils went at $180 a piece... the catalytic converter went... the tires need replaced only after 20,000 miles with the new ones ($550)... the relay switch in the horn went ($85)...and now... it needs a new muffler...

oh yesssss... life is good...

How much more?

I'm wondering how much more I can take as far as stress goes right now.

Besides all the problems Lisa has had in the last several months, including losing her grandmother and traveling back and forth to Florida three times plus traveling to Ithaca to buy the house...

I've had severe health problems for over a year -- a dentist pulled the wrong tooth, plus I've had two root canals and a severe oral infection ending in oral surgery... I started college with skyrocketing gas prices and ended up spending $1400 in gas last semester... then I was diagnosed with degenerative disc disease... my arm went numb and I was in awful pain for months... I had to have physical therapy for it for three months...

Then, when things just looked like they were getting better... I was rushed into the emergency room three weeks ago with heart palpitations... and since then my heart hasn't been right... I was hooked up to a heart monitor and have had every blood and urine and MRI and CAT scan test known to man... I haven't been allowed to drive for weeks...

This last weekend, three days after the doctor put me on beta-blockers for my heart... we traveled to Ithaca to close on the house... the house we now can't use because of a bad well. So, now poor Lisa owns a useless house and she's fighting with the lawyers and the builder about getting things done. I had to fly home on Sunday without her because I had to get home for Joshua and because I had a doctor's apt. on Monday morning... and that was all after only getting 3 hours sleep the night before because we were up late at the new house trying to figure out what the hell went wrong with the stupid water at the house...

On top of all of this I've been ATTEMPTING to write a term paper and study for exams...

I went to a cardiologist and a GYN in the last two days, spent HOURS in their offices... only to be told that I may have simple hypertension... but then my blood pressure went down to 90/60 today while at the GYN, he was more concerned about my low blood pressure than he was the cysts on my ovary... yes, the ultrasounds I had last week show that I have two small cysts on my right ovary... but does he want to do anything about them? No. Because I've been having them all my life he would rather I wait until I get to NY to have my new GYN decide to open me up and take a look ... I PROBABLY have endometriosis again, but he doesn't want to deal with me since I'm moving and he doesn't want to be rushed...

The last few days I noticed I've had a slight sore throat... it never got worse, but never got better... it's not a cold... it's not strep throat... sure enough... I'm allergice to the fucking beta-blockers... the doctor just called me for the second time today to make sure I was still alive and kicking and that I hadn't asphyxiated from the allergic reaction. She wants to try to switch my meds, but she's not sure what the fuck to give me since I'm allergic to pretty much everything and all beta blockers are pretty much the same. She told me to not take them again...ever. So now I'm left with no meds, stress up the wazooo and a palpitating heart... lovely.

To top it all off... we've also had one cat go through major surgery for her thyroid (Troi), one cat became lame from a fight last week (Pierre), and now, Kira, our "bed kitty", is going into kidney failure. I had taken her to the vet this afternoon because when I came home from Ithaca the other day I noticed she had lost more weight and her fur looked very ratty. On top of that she's been begging for tons of water every time I turn around. She about killed three cats this morning getting into the bathroom to search for water... at the vet, they took some blood... then ten minutes after I walked in the door after leaving their office the vet called... telling me to get Kira back to the office ASAP because the blood test showed that she was going into kidney failure and they needed to try to flush her kidneys out so she doesn't die... she's 12 years old and I love her to death. She sleeps between Lisa and I every single night, between our pillows. Kira looks over me while I sleep. She's like my guardian angel. When I wake up in the middle of the night she looks at me with the sweetest look and sits on the edge of the bed until I come back after going to the bathroom... I hope she doesn't die... I really need her beside me at night... Lisa isn't home and now Kira will be at the vets until tomorrow at least... Without Lisa NOR Kira in bed with me it will be so lonely now... I hope Kira will be ok. I don't know how I'll handle it if something happens to her right now. I'm going to miss her so fucking much. I really bonded with her in the last two years. I'm hitting my stress limit and I really don't want to lose Kira right now...

I just got home a few minutes ago and I'm exhausted. I've been running around town all day and have only eaten one rushed meal all day in between grocery shopping, doctors' visits, vet's visits, and phone calls...

I think I'll go drown my sorrows in some double stuff oreos and milk ...

builders and other ramblings

We went and closed on the house on Friday in New York. We drove down Thursday and bought the house Friday. Yay!

Well, sort of "yay" --

come to find out the builder lied about the water in the well and then tried to cover it up. The well is possibly collapsed and all the fixtures in the house are now filled with murky water. Undrinkable, yucky, murky, nasty, silty water...

The builder tried to save a few pennies by using the EXISTING well from the last house that was on the property ----- an 80 year old farm house with an 80 year old well.

Yeah.

Nice, eh?

Needless to say moving day is put off for a few days. Lisa is still in New York protecting her very expensive investment and getting ready to sue the idiot builder...

In the mean time I'm here at home in Hartland working on final exams, term papers, and doctor appointments.

Went to see the cardiologist this morning. Looks like that wonderful low blood pressure I've had all my life is now gone and replaced by "normal" to "high" blood pressure... What is considered "normal" for everyone else is, of course, considered "high" for me, so now I'll probably be on medication for it all my life. My heart and body aren't used to having blood pressure like 120/75 all the time. It has to readjust I guess. So, yeah, high blood pressure now...

I'm going to post newer pics of the house in a few minutes -- the new lawn that you'll see in the pic, that was graded and seeded with grass seed on Saturday will now probably have to be ripped out in order for a new well to be dug... gonna be sad to see that happen.