Sunday, February 22, 2015

70 Toes, 14 Hands, 8' of Hair, 7 Butts and ONE Toilet

We are in the process of converting two tiny bathrooms with less than dependable plumbing into one spacious reliable bathroom.  We are working on it over weekends.  In a few weeks we will be down to one bathroom, MINE, for all 7 people.  Today we had a clogged toilet (toddlers and bad plumbing make this a frequent occasion) and a missing plunger, but the trial run on 1 toilet for 7 butts was a phenomenal learning experience.  We are going to have a nice sit down on Bathroom Sharing before toilet #2 takes a 6-10 day hiatus.

Single Bathroom Rules

1. If you are going to take a long shower or bath you must choose a time that is convenient for everyone else in the house.  Family movie night is a great option, you must of course opt out of the movie night.

2.  You must remove your own hair from the shower/tub.

3. If you are male and need to pee, the yard is your toilet.  If it is below 20* you may pee off the porch so long as you don't dribble on the porch.

4.  The kitchen sink will be available for teeth brushing.

5.  If sister is in the shower and brother is on the toilet (pooping, as peeing will be outside) brother must close his eyes, that is the most privacy you are getting this week.  Sorry Sister.

6. Only Mom & Dad may lock the bathroom door.

7. If the bathroom door is locked, you may go outside, or hold it.

8. If daddy is sleeping in the adjacent bedroom please sneak in and out.

9. If you fight in the bathroom you will be banned from it.

10. Always use the restroom BEFORE coming home.

 If we all follow these rules I predict we will make it through this butt bottleneck.  Thanks!

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

UPDATE: Mirena IUD and GI Issues

It's been a few months since I have finally started feeling better.  Most of my GI issues are resolved.  It took nearly 6 years to peel back all the layers, but for the first time since the birth of my oldest son I actually feel good (still tired, but I can eat without wishing I could vomit).

So here is the breakdown.

Year 1- I wasn't so much sick as terribly depressed as a result of the IUD hormones.
Year 2 - I think my IUD tore through my uterus when my son was between 12 & 18 months of age.
This is when things started feeling sick. But I was so depressed I couldn't really differentiate between the two.  
When my son was 2 I weaned him, my period went from light to chaos.  I was cycling every 13-17 days with cycles lasting 9-12 days.  After a few months of this I said, SCREW IT!  and we decided to take the IUD out and get pregnant.
Year 3 - I couldn't get pregnant and the bleeding continued.  I was working with my OB/GYN, Primary Care Physician (PCP), and an acupuncturist.  I was always nauseous and depressed.
Year 4 - A CT scan revealed that the IUD was floating around my abdomen. It was removed and I immediately became pregnant and found I no longer needed anti-depressants. But I was sick the entire 9 months of pregnancy.

Year 5 - #4 arrived and I thought I was dying, but I survived.  I still felt sick from food.
I tested positive for H. Pylori and was treated, I lost 20 lbs in 2 weeks. But still felt sick.
Diagnosed as having Acid Reflux Disease, by default of a PPI helping alleviate some of my symptoms.  I started training for a marathon and with the running and meds felt decent for about 2 months.  This led my PCP to determine I had a Qi (Chi) Stagnation and I went back to the acupuncturist for a treatment.  Regular treatments and meds helped me survive my 5th pregnancy.

Year 6 - I went to a new acupuncturist (bless his soul) because my regular one was out of town and I felt so sick that I had become desperate for a Qi treatment.
New Acupuncturist has a different approach, and for the first time questioned the high dose of PPI's I was on.  I had mentioned my concern of the high dose only helping the acid issues, and how I didn't really feel like I fit the classic symptoms of Acid Reflux to others, but  he was the first to put it all together and actually test me for acid reflux.
I failed the test.  (read about it here) I don't produce enough acid, so food would just rot in my gut and mimic some of the symptoms of too much acid.
After a few treatments to balance my acid levels, along with taking HCl at meals for 6 weeks I am feeling much better.
Getting the acid issue figured out allowed me to realize that I also have a Dairy Sensitivity, so I cut dairy way back and I feel GOOD!

I hope this helps someone out there to skip a few steps and start feeling better.  Best of Luck to my fellow Mirena IUD sufferers.

Year 7 - I have tested positive for a wheat & egg allergy as well.  Food hates me.  If I eat either in any form my spine and joints all swell.  Its incredibly difficult to even get moving in the morning.  SO painful.  Wheat also affects my ability to sleep.  Its unreal, I will lay in bed all night, unable to sleep regardless of what sleep aids or precautions I take.  I have found that all symptoms are exacerbated by stress.  I drink most of my meals, am moving toward a raw diet.  Not by choice, but by need to function.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Dear Fellow Mama,

Dear Fellow Mama, 
  I was stopped at the sign in the Panda Express driveway.  Dome light on, spearing a piece of Orange Chicken on a plastic fork for my cranky toddler.  It'd been a long week.  Both my toddlers were croupy.  I hadn't slept in days.  And for some unknown reason my body swapped menstrual cramps for panic attacks.  I am not a fan, I'd had two that day, which is the reason for Panda Express.
  You drove up behind me.  I did not notice.  You did not honk.  You did not flash your brights.  You simply drove around, no obscene gestures, just drove around my car and continued on your way.
  Thank you.  Thank you for noticing it was a dome light not a phone that lit the car, and inferring that I was tending to a child, and just moving along.  I noticed your own toddler in the back seat as you drove under a street light. 
A honk would have reignited the tears.  Flashed lights would have flustered me.  Obscene hand gestures would have caused anger.
So Thank you, for being an understanding Mama.

  The (worn out) Mean Mama