I have no excuse

I haven't been posting much and there really is no reason why other than I'm just bored with the sound of my own voice. I have been reading many blogs and even leaving a few comments, but just not posting my thoughts here.

The holidays came and went. They really were pretty good. Lizzie and I spent Thanksgiving together. We spent Christmas with Matt and Nina and the boys.

Clifton

Tony

We had a pretty had a good time. Cocoa Beach was warm and that was very different than the snow we had last year. I also missed the candlelight service and Beverly's party, but there will be many years for that. Tony was in a cast after breaking his leg in a playground accident. So there was no going to the beach. But we did have fun playing putt putt with Clifton.

Jack

We spent the new year with Tim and Jenn and Jack. We went for dinner and then left the next afternoon. Jack is quite a funny fellow. If I could figure out how to upload Youtube videos, I would upload this one for you but here is a link. He is so amazingly like his father that it is watching the same child grow up in two generations. We came back so early because Lizzie wanted to party with her friends and I needed to be on for the video ministry on Sunday. I'm actually grateful that I did come back because I was exhausted and working on a good size head cold. Having Monday off work allowed me to sleep most of it off before returning to work.

Work has been interesting because on returning from the holidays I have found out that two of my very good friends are retiring and I strongly suspect that a third will before the end of the year. While I'm glad for them, the lunch table is suddenly growing very small.

I had two doctor appointments before Christmas. The first was with my oncologist. Everything looked good.  Call after Christmas for the CA 27-29 results. Come back in six months. Only when I called back I found out that for some reason the CA 27-29 hadn't been run. We decided to let it ride until June when I go back in. Having made that decision, I am now nervous about it. Silly, I know. Most oncologists don't even run the test unless there is active tumor they are watching. Still, now it feels like I'm not being monitored. I also saw my sleep specialist. He was thrilled with the weight loss and cautioned me that we might need to redo the titration study because of it. He explained that sleep apnea isn't a disease of obesity, but obesity greatly worsens and complicates it. He said that if I stop getting the amazing results that I have gotten with my CPAP to call and we can redo the study, which is fine because my insurance will pay for me to have as many as are necessary. They limit mild and moderate sleep apnea, but I fall well below any of the standards for that.

I will have my first appointment of the year at Dr. B's and then I will see Dr. Cn later this month. It's kind of weird. As much as I didn't want to go on FMLA, it is rather empowering when I tell my supervisor about needing time off. Before I was almost apologetic about it. When I told her last week, I could see the hackles raise, but then she had to push it back. She legally can't say or do a thing about the appointments. In all reality there is no reason to object. I do go to a lot of appointments, but I always work a full week or use discretionary time to make it up. It's just a control issue to spaz out about it.

I took Lizzie back to the dorm today. She was glad to get back. I remember how she feels. I used to hate breaks when I was in college. I would go home for a month or more and it felt like my life was on hold. All of my friends and family would be going to work and doing what they do and I was just hanging out waiting for the next semester to begin. We went by the Fiesta Farmers Market and picked up food for her. She has enough for about a month, and we ate at Waffle House on campus, then it was time for me to leave a very happy young woman.

So, this is where I am at. And even though it is a bit of a ramble, it feels good to be caught up.