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You know what sucks? I’ll tell you. I’m share-y that way. What sucks is doing an amnio and then having to go home and rest for 24 hours and worry about the after-effects-risks of the test… while having a raging head cold. And stomache issues from all the stress and head drainage and Sudafed. And [...]

Mom, Dad and I were chatting the other day while The Swimmy played (what else?) princess stuff on the floor. We were talking about my amnio appointment when it suddenly occurred to me that there might need to be plans made. And those plans would have to be planned WAAAAY in advance. Let me clarify. [...]

I talked with my dad this morning. It appears Little Rock, Arkansas is not such a bad place and mom and dad are very impressed with the Center there. There is every support system you could possibly need to get you through being treated for myeloma. (I even read on the website that they will [...]

Dear Wiggly, I have no idea what your pointy elbows, knees, feet and ass look like right now, but I’m pretty damn sure their pointy. And that little speedy ricochet dance you like to do after I ingest anything sweet (which, it seems, is regularly now) – is kinda not falling in the “Cute, Tickly” [...]

The Swimmy is having a hard time understanding a little concept called “The Truth”. It’s not that she is maliciously lying, it’s just that she doesn’t seem to understand that answering a question with a lie can have consequences. Here is an example: Me: Did you brush your teeth. Her: Yes. [Brings her little teeth [...]

The Swimmy was invited to a birthday party this weekend for one of her school friends. It was at a place that specializes in little girl fantasy parties. For this party, eight little girls got to dress up like princesses and get their hair and makeup done — never mind the fancy shoes, sparkly tiaras [...]

Seven days from today my mom and dad will be home from the Myeloma Institute at The University of Arkansas Medical School with a second opinion about her health and treatment recommendations. Seven days from today, a nice, handsome man with a long freaky needle will stab me in the stomache to tell me if [...]

I am a car person. Meaning, I prefer to drive more performance-oriented cars. I probably got this from my dad. Growing up, it was his car that I learned to drive on, and his car that was shared with me to use. He made me learn how to drive a stick because he was buying [...]

I think I’m pregnant. Wait, let me rephrase that. I think I’m beginning to LOOK pregnant. Sort of. I do know that my pants are beginning to be a bit, uh, tighter and my favorite jeans seem to be sliding down to a lower part of my waist in order to fit. (To the point [...]

I’ve written this post in my head about 30 times before summoning the courage to actually write it. And each time it had a different emotion behind it, or 50 all at once. But, I finally figured out how it should be written. And I’m going to do my best to make this match the [...]