Monday, April 20, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Val is offically a marathon runner!
Val finished the SLC marathon in 4 hrs and some minutes!! How amazing is that!!!?? She totally ran a marathon and now will have bragging rights for the rest of her life!! Thanks to my super incredible friend, Jen, who went and cheered her on and took pictures! I am so excited to see the pics!
Congrats Val!!!!
Congrats Val!!!!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Amazingness
I am amazing. Why? Because in one month and one day, I will have finished and passed my first semester of nursing school!!!! Hooray!!!
But I am not the only amazing one. My friend Val is super amazing. She is also super crazy. She is going to run the Salt Lake City marathon this weekend. As in April 18. As in two days from now. I so wish I could be there to cheer her on! I am totally counting on my friends in Utah to go and take pictures! She is a mom of three girls and she still has time to train for a marathon. The only person I take care of is me and I can't find the motivation to go on a walk, let alone run 21 miles on a treadmill. Yes, you read right. She has run 21 miles on a treadmill...in ONE run!!! She truly is a huge motivation for me to get off my bum and run. Yet, obviously not enough of a motivation. Cuz my 5K is in one month and I have yet to run. Perhaps after I hear about how her and her amazing husband who is running the last six miles with her to help her finish, perhaps that is when I will be more motivated?? I am very excited for Val! I am excited that her three way cute girls get to be there when their amazing mom runs across the finish line of her very first marathon! I will be cheering for you from here Val! Listen hard and maybe you will here it. Good luck!!!!!!!!!!
But I am not the only amazing one. My friend Val is super amazing. She is also super crazy. She is going to run the Salt Lake City marathon this weekend. As in April 18. As in two days from now. I so wish I could be there to cheer her on! I am totally counting on my friends in Utah to go and take pictures! She is a mom of three girls and she still has time to train for a marathon. The only person I take care of is me and I can't find the motivation to go on a walk, let alone run 21 miles on a treadmill. Yes, you read right. She has run 21 miles on a treadmill...in ONE run!!! She truly is a huge motivation for me to get off my bum and run. Yet, obviously not enough of a motivation. Cuz my 5K is in one month and I have yet to run. Perhaps after I hear about how her and her amazing husband who is running the last six miles with her to help her finish, perhaps that is when I will be more motivated?? I am very excited for Val! I am excited that her three way cute girls get to be there when their amazing mom runs across the finish line of her very first marathon! I will be cheering for you from here Val! Listen hard and maybe you will here it. Good luck!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
I have a 60-year-old bladder
As you all know, I am about to turn 30. I have noticed things that have been changing as I age. Listen to me, I sound like I am 80. One drastic thing that has been changing is that I can not sleep through the night anymore without having to get up and go to the bathroom. Not ever. Usually at least twice a night. I blamed this on my age. I mean, I am not 20 anymore! This has been going on for at least a year, probably longer. Lately though, it has started to annoy me. I no longer have to be at work at 6am, so I get to sleep in longer, making my constant bathroom breaks interrupting my sleep a HUGE problem. I love to sleep. I do not love bathroom interruptions.
The other day I looked up overactive nighttime bladder problems on the internet. Come to find out one should be able to sleep through the night without getting up to go to the bathroom until you are 60! 60!!!! WHAT!!! I have been just laying down, letting my stupid bladder interfere with my sleeping schedule for way to many nights because I thought it was just what happened. NO!! My friends, we are only 30! We still get to sleep through the night!! This is unacceptable. According to the internet I either have diabetes or I am pregnant. Not likely. Better chance on the diabetes. But I WILL NOT have diabetes. I will will my body against that.
I have decided to take steps to figure out why I have to pee all night long. First idea...stop drinking so much at night. I drink A LOT at night. This may be my problem. Starting a few days ago, I do not drink anything after 7pm. I now wake up in the morning feeling like a dehydrated camel. The positive thing about this is that I drink a lot more fluids during the day. I drink like a mad women in the morning and then again around 5pm, when I realize I only have two more hours. I drink tons of water in preparation for my liquid fasting that starts at 7pm. It has only been two days and I have yet to make it though the night. But I figure my bladder just needs a few days to adjust. My sister thinks it is psychological. Chalk it up to one more crazy family problem. I would immediately go to the doctor and get tested for diabetes because I am a hypochondriac but my doctor's nurse thinks I am an idiot and so I won't go anymore. The idiot title could have come from me going to the doctors for my self prescribed blood clot in my leg. Which I don't have. Which is also another story.
The other day I looked up overactive nighttime bladder problems on the internet. Come to find out one should be able to sleep through the night without getting up to go to the bathroom until you are 60! 60!!!! WHAT!!! I have been just laying down, letting my stupid bladder interfere with my sleeping schedule for way to many nights because I thought it was just what happened. NO!! My friends, we are only 30! We still get to sleep through the night!! This is unacceptable. According to the internet I either have diabetes or I am pregnant. Not likely. Better chance on the diabetes. But I WILL NOT have diabetes. I will will my body against that.
I have decided to take steps to figure out why I have to pee all night long. First idea...stop drinking so much at night. I drink A LOT at night. This may be my problem. Starting a few days ago, I do not drink anything after 7pm. I now wake up in the morning feeling like a dehydrated camel. The positive thing about this is that I drink a lot more fluids during the day. I drink like a mad women in the morning and then again around 5pm, when I realize I only have two more hours. I drink tons of water in preparation for my liquid fasting that starts at 7pm. It has only been two days and I have yet to make it though the night. But I figure my bladder just needs a few days to adjust. My sister thinks it is psychological. Chalk it up to one more crazy family problem. I would immediately go to the doctor and get tested for diabetes because I am a hypochondriac but my doctor's nurse thinks I am an idiot and so I won't go anymore. The idiot title could have come from me going to the doctors for my self prescribed blood clot in my leg. Which I don't have. Which is also another story.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Humble Age Pie
Instead of studying for my test tomorrow, I will tell you all a story.
As many of you know, I work in a hospital. The other day I was taking care of a patient who looked much to young to be there. I checked out his birthday and noticed he was born in 1972. As I can't multiply 8 times 7 in my head, I most certainly couldn't figure out how old he was in my head but I knew that if he was born in the 70s, he was to young to be there. I was born in the 70s, and I am not about to grace the hospital as a patient. So anywhos- a few hours into my shift, while I was in his room, I glance at his age...36. Wow! He is so OLD...much older then I thought he was. This went through my head for about 30 seconds before I realized that 36 was just a measly 6 years older than I was. I have had friends marry guys that much older. I would marry a guy that much older. He was not that much older then me. And that is when I tucked my tail between my legs and shrunk off to lick my wounds. Because I am almost in my 30's...which is no big deal...until you think of being 36! And yet, even that doesn't sound as old as it used to.
As many of you know, I work in a hospital. The other day I was taking care of a patient who looked much to young to be there. I checked out his birthday and noticed he was born in 1972. As I can't multiply 8 times 7 in my head, I most certainly couldn't figure out how old he was in my head but I knew that if he was born in the 70s, he was to young to be there. I was born in the 70s, and I am not about to grace the hospital as a patient. So anywhos- a few hours into my shift, while I was in his room, I glance at his age...36. Wow! He is so OLD...much older then I thought he was. This went through my head for about 30 seconds before I realized that 36 was just a measly 6 years older than I was. I have had friends marry guys that much older. I would marry a guy that much older. He was not that much older then me. And that is when I tucked my tail between my legs and shrunk off to lick my wounds. Because I am almost in my 30's...which is no big deal...until you think of being 36! And yet, even that doesn't sound as old as it used to.
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