Addi was playing with my cell-phone on the floor today, when I heard my text message alert. This is what my message said, "AT&T Free Message - Thank u 4 ur purchase! Go to Menu>Mystuff to find ur game." Hmmm...I'm sure that will be a useful purchase. Silly girl.
I am always entertained by the excuses/stories that people come up with in the ER. I can't tell you how many times we here, "I've only had two beers" or "I was minding my own business when these two dudes came out of nowhere" or "I must have picked that up from a toilet-seat". We get a kick out of the stories we here. But every once in a great while, we will get a patient that actually tells the truth. This is a story about that patient...
This past weekend, I was working the early shift. About 6:30 am, EMS encodes with an "unresponsive male" in his mid-twenties. Several minutes later, they arrive with one such guy, who has obviously had way too much fun the night before. The guy reeks of alcohol, and finally starts waking up after a one-time dose of Narcan (reversal agent for Opiate medication). Anyway, the more time that goes by, the more this guy starts to reveal his antics from that night. And surprisingly, he is actually a pretty nice, and very funny guy. He admits to drinking very heavily (and in fact, his blood alcohol level was 0.34 which is more than 4x the legal limit), as well as doing several different street-drugs. Okay, fast-forward several minutes...the guy is getting rolled back from getting a CT scan of his head and sees me talking to a police officer that apparently, he knows on a first-name basis. This is how the rest of the story plays out...
Patient: "Heeey (in a super-inebriated voice), Officer Smith"
Smith turns to me and in a very confused voice says, "Who the heck is that guy?"
I assumed that Smith must have had multiple run-ins with this guy, but after explaining the situation to him, he still can not figure out who this patient is, or why he would know him.
A few minutes, the curiosity is killing Smith, so he goes into the room and says, "Hey man, did you just say 'Officer Smith' out there??"
Patient: "Yeah man....don't you remember me??"
Smith: "honestly, no."
Patient: "Duuuuude. You taught my D.A.R.E. program."
Surprised Smith: "Man! What are you doing here?!"
Patient: (laughing now) "you didn't do a good job, man. you didn't do a good job"
First let me say, love them! Use them EVERY SINGLE day. Don't know what I would do without this beautifully constructed piece of cotton...
Addi is hysterical these days!! Until the last couple of weeks, every time we got out the camera, she would totally clam-up. We would have to hide to try to get a good picture. Now, she is a total ham! She can't get enough of the camera! She is so much fun!! We took her in today for her 9 mo check up. She is 17 lbs 8 oz (just under the 25%), and 27 inches long (50%). We were all set to get her ears pierced this morning, but Cathy (Dr Stephens Nurse Practitioner) was out of the office :( Anyway, hope you enjoy the pictures!!
Here are a few more pictures to keep you up to date.
My favorite duckling.
Totally worn-out from the jumper!
Daddy with sheep on head...
Baby with sheep on head.
Just a sweet picture.
This picture makes me smile. Addi has discovered that she can totally entertain herself for some time, by admiring her own reflection. This week, I was in the kitchen making dinner, and Addi found the stainless-steel trash can. True to form, she was good for about twenty minutes or so...Love you guys!
Okay, so I always rely on my friend Kam, to keep me updated on the latest trends...including lingo. A few days ago, she mentioned the term "muffin top", and couldn't believe that I had never heard it. So, I consulted UrbanDictionary.com, and this is what I learned:
"Muffin-Top is a word used to describe the strange and bizarre waist scrunching effect that results when females wear tight fitting, low-rise/hip-hugger pants along with small-sized, navel exposing, mid-riff tops."
Sure enough...it does look like a muffin-top...
Does anyone else think that it is super awkward when someone that you don't even know by name, tries to "tease" you?? I'm short...I realize that. And I am not at all, sensitive about it. Haven't been since...I don't know...second grade or so. I have heard every short-joke in the world, and am usually pretty quick to "zing" back, in a hilarious sort of way. Heck, half the time, I am telling short-jokes on myself. But yesterday at work, this paramedic (that I swear I have never seen before) yells across the ER, "Hey Amy, did you shrink a few inches since the last time I saw you??" I wasn't offended. Just totally annoyed. At least introduce yourself to me first, so I will feel comfortable making fun of your momma, in response!! I just kind of gave a quick courtesy-laugh, and went on my way. Totally took the fun out of it! Does this sort of thing annoy anyone else??
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I'm sure that all of you have seen the endless commercials for this product, and I'm sure that I am not the only one who, despite having Never ordered ANYTHING off an infomercial, could not resist the genius of "the egg". I'm here to tell you....It's junk. I was sooo disappointed! So ladies, stick with the pedicures. Don't succumb to the allure of the infomercial!!
Time is going by way too fast! I can't believe how much Addi changes on a daily basis! She is crawling all over the place now. You know, I have been so excited for the day that Addi started crawling, and now that she is in full-swing, I am a little freaked out and realize how much more cautious I have to be. Case in point, I had her in the bathroom with me while I was putting on my make-up yesterday and before I knew it, the child was chewing on the cord to the blow-dryer (which of course was plugged in...please don't call DHS on me!!)
I love this picture. This is Addi and Payten with Grandpa (my dad). He loves his girls!!
Our first biter-biscuit. She still doesn't have any teeth yet, but man can she gum those biscuits!!
Aunt Kathleen with her nieces...
Addi's new toy. She loves to walk holding on to this.
And this is my best friend Shelby, with her baby-girl, Kylie. Kylie and Addi WILL be best-friends. They just don't know it yet. :)
So, Addi and I were at Sams on Wednesday. Totally minding my own business, when this little old man shuffled right over to me and said, "You know, I disagree with children having children." Are you kidding me?!?! I was totally shocked! I finally managed to say, "Well, it's a good thing then, that I am not a child." He just kind of smirked, and shuffled away. Why do old men have to be so crotchety?? Oh well...If I were a child though, I might have stolen his walker...
Last Wednesday, Rich and I celebrated our 9th anniversary!! (Only 9 years??? Seems like an e-t-e-r-n-i-t-y) Okay, totally kidding there. I cannot believe how fast time has flown, and how much our relationship has changed. We have been through so much together! We have back-packed through Europe, played on the beaches of Maui, snorkled in the Carribean, cruised the inside passage of Alaska, and dined in Times Square. Yes, we have had so many amazing times together. But none more amazing than sharing in the birth of our daughter last fall!! We have truly been best-friends and partners. He is my rock. And I cannot imagine life without this man!!!
Hey guys! Sorry it has taken me so long to post again! Addi had her 6 mo check up a couple of weeks ago. She weighed in at 15 lbs 2 oz (25 percent) and was 25.5 inches long (50 percent). She has started crawling, but hasn't yet figured out how to pull up on things. We have started trying to feed her baby food, which has been a challenge each and every time! I can't figure out if she doesn't like it, or if she is just not ready for it. She is looking more and more like her Daddy everyday. Rich had the nerve to joke with me that she had "her Momma's thigh's", like this was supposed to make me feel better about my contribution to the genetic-pool! Great...she is going to be a fair-skinned, red-head with hail-damaged "thunder-thighs" (my gymnastics coaches "affectionately" gave me this nickname in junior high. Perfect for a young girls self-confidence :). Hopefully she will forgive me someday :)
I left Addi on the floor in her bedroom to grab the phone, and came back to find her wedged underneath the changing table. And there is Gizmo, hoping she will spit up at any moment. Why are dogs so disgusting???
Addi with her cousin Payten, playing together after our Memorial Day bbq
Our first time in the high-chair!
Okay, this bathtub is SO much fun. It is the perfect size, has a drain in the bottom, and quacks when you squeeze its beak!! Love it!!
And this is our first trip to the pool. She didn't get to spend much time in the water, because Mom has not yet had the courage to dawn the bikini. Plus, I think I saw a sign that said "please keep hail-damage to a minimum". Oh well, guess I'm out :)
But Addi had a good time anyway. She got to sit on the steps and splash around. We are working on getting Mom back into a bathing suit!!
Somehow, my very creative husband figured out that he could entertain Addi for hours by simply dropping things on the floor. Hopefully this form of entertainment is just a temporary phase! Addisyn has a toy that we call the "turkey" because it looks like the NBC mascot. She thinks it is hysterical to see it fall to the floor.
Yesterday, Addi turned 6 mos old. She is changing every day! I know that this next video will not be nearly as exciting to anyone else as it is to me. But I just had to capture this moment when I got home from work last night. She is definitely on the move!
So, many of you who have met my daughter have asked the same question..."What color are those eyes??" Well, I guess we must be bad parents, because we still haven't been able to figure this out. It is hard for us to get a great picture, but this is best shot I could get. I don't know, maybe you guys can figure it out...
Okay, so when I started this blog, I just knew that the only thing that I would ever think to blog about would be Addisyn. Well, something happened yesterday at work that I just had to share with you...
So, I pick up a patient-chart of an adult-male. The chief-complaint says "Sore throat". Aw...easy. Should be in and out. So, I trot myself in the room, take a brief history, tell the patient that he indeed has a monster-case of tonsilitis, as well as an ear infection. I let him know that antibiotics should clear him right up, and I'm half-way out the door when I hear the dreaded phrase, "Oh, by the way doc...". Those of you in the medical field know that this is NEVER good, and almost ALWAYS involves a close inspection of the "nether-regions". I feel that inevitable shudder, and I slowly close the door again.
The patient proceeds to tell me, "I think I might have the Herp". The silent bubble above my head screaming "Ugh...I knew it!"
Me: "okay sir, let me step out of the room while you get undressed. Here is a gown. I need you to undress from the waist down, and I will be back in just a moment."
Okay, so fast-forward five minutes or so. I grab my nurse to come assist me with this exam. Walk in the room, and I swear to you, the patient is standing there, butt-naked with the exception of his cowboy boots, and ten-gallon cowboy-hat! I was so caught off guard, and lost for words, that before I could stop myself I had said, "Oh...(long pause) do you keep those boots on for everything?"!!! Can you believe that! I turned like, five shades of red! What an idiot!
I apologize for the incredibly poor taste of this blog, but I just had to share with all of you, my ultimate patient faux-paux. Have a great-day guys!
Last Saturday was my niece's 1st birthday party! I can't believe how fast time has flown! It seems like yesterday, that this 2 lb. 8 oz. baby-girl decided that she just couldn't wait another 8 weeks to come into this world. Although very tiny, she surprised us all with her daily progress. She spent the first 6 wks in the NICU, but has spent the last year making us all smile! She is precious. Happy birthday Payten!
