Hello everyone - this is Karen. Hula asked me to write when I heard from her mom. The surgery went well and she’s still in recovery (as of 6:45pm) but only because they’re waiting for a room to become available. Her mom said Hula is sleepy and doing well.

Now - let’s pray that she’ll get a room shortly so she can get some good rest. I know she appreciates everyone’s thoughts and prayers but I’ll say thank you all anyway… THANK YOU!!

Just wanted everyone out there to know that I will have Karen update my blog on the progress of the surgery. Please pray for peace…peace and more peace. I am so unsettled. I think after talking to the 6th person today from the hospital, asking me to consider an epidural instead of a general I am seriously unnerved. If they mention that I may die one more time while under I just may have to kick them.
Now…..while I am away…please play nice.

As I face this week I wonder to myself why I am even having to face this decision. Obviously it is something that happened because of PCOS taking over my body, but why? Why is there not more research going into understanding PCOS?
According to this 7% of women face this and as many as up to 10% because some do go undiagnosed. That is a huge percentage when you think about leading causes of death. Of the leading five causes of death in women, PCOS can cause all five.
I swear this is going to be my mission and my bandwagon. May be I’ll start an organization to make people more aware and raise funds to get more research and battle it. Who knows how far this will take me?

I feel as if I am pregnant and nesting not on my period and about ready to yank the plumbing. I have been cleaning like a FREAK.
Laura, can you please send Deb over. As promised I will do your toilets if she will just catch up my laundry. Then I’ll be ready for next week!

On the 31st (next Wednesday) I will be going in for a complete hysterectomy. Yes that means tubes, ovaries; all the plumbing is being taken out. I have had many questions asking how I felt about this procedure having to happen. My answer has been the same…. not so great.
It is not easy for me to say goodbye to the part of my body that created all 9 of my precious pregnancies. I have not found it particularly easy to let go of the safe place that housed my two wonderful children for 9 months. I am not going gracefully that is for sure. There have been many times of tears, depression, anger, frustration, and procrastination. I have put this off as long as I can. Insurance was giving us the run around for over a year now. Finally the hammer has come down and they are accepting the fact that this procedure is not going to go away and THEY MUST PAY FOR ANESTHESIA NO MATTER WHAT THEY DEEM NECESARY AND NOT NECESARY.
I keep wondering if I fought this for so long due to the fact that I do not feel old enough to have this done. I do not feel 38 even though the count of my years definitely now is 38. Do I want babies at 38? No, not really. The wonder of going month to month without that flicker of excitement I think will be hard. We tried so long to have children and yanking the parts that were crucial to that seems like a foreign concept to me.
In true form my body has decided to take one more run around the block just for kicks and giggles. Yesterday because the moon might have been fixed right in the universe the not quite functioning part of me decided to kick in for one last, “HURRAH!” and start a full few weeks early. This has put a damper on the last weekend of HH and I being together (yes in that way) before the 6-week hiatus. The last period I had was the weekend of my birthday. Yep, the weekend we went away to Vegas. That was the 8th. Yesterday was the 24th. I HAVE NOT HAD A BREAK IN BETWEEN…GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
So in writing this I have discovered the one GREAT thing about this procedure. No more planning weekends around my periods. WOO HOO
So do you feel like you are on the roller coaster from crazy land? The ups and the downs are just so unsettling. I wonder if a lot of other women feel the same way or if I am the only loon on the fence?

A group of my girlfriends were discussing the difference between men and women watching their children. This being said please understand this was a total girl conversation. Also know that we dearly love and respect our husbands. This is not meant to complain, just kind of funny circumstances that have happened. These are all real things that my girlfriends or myself have come home to after being gone for a few hours.
This being said for heavens sake do we have to come home to children being awake after clearly stating we were going to the store 5 minutes before bedtime? When we walk in the door we do not want to see the vacuum cleaner attachment clearly trying to suck something out of our toddler’s nose. We don’t enjoy the aroma of a poopie diaper that was not making your eyes sting, but left us wretching. No, we do not enjoy seeing our babies toddling along with a real hammer in their hands that weighs almost as much as they do. We do not want our child to be the victim of fashion when you put the ruffles of her tights in the front so they will show. It’s ok…you were not thinking about the fact that she is still crawling. We also do not relish using clorox plus a shovel to clean the bathtub after you hosed down the vommitting child and left the chunky remnants floating in the tub. None of us like to come home to see you sitting in front of the TV when our little ones have slipped out of the door and rang our neighbor’s doorbell. We giggle when we see the diaper that you just applied fall to their ankles for the 10th time. We don’t like to see them perching on a 4 foot wall playing chicken with the neighbor kids. We get nervous when we see them jumping off another higher object to get onto the trampoline.
There were more of these lovely tidbits but I would be writing for hours and pages. Of course I understand that this is biased…but fun!

HB - “Mommy, I am afraid of volcanos.”
ME- “Huh? Why? There aren’t any close to us so why are you afraid?”
He then looked at me in terror with his scared eyes and said, “Because the volcanos….they get pregnant….(gulp) and then they errupt…(gulp gulp) and then they…THEY BLOW OUT THEIR BABY ROCKS OF FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

(blink blink)
ME- “Sweetie, mommy does not know how to respond to that.”

Somewhere there is a lesson of safe se* I’m sure of that. LOL

Tonight my niece and nephew came over for a short bit while their parents went galivanting to a wedding. I myself had to take HB to a birthday party hence leaving HH and the rest of the kiddos for a while.
I dropped HH off at the birthday party, went got groceries, picked him back up and went home. As we drove in the driveway I saw HH outside busily crafting the little piece of wood. He makes sets of Lincoln Logs for Christmas for Habitat for Humanity. I asked him how it went. He responded with, “There was no blood and no screamin’. I guess they were ok.” Mercy! Now I know men watch children differently than women but for heaven’s sake. As I entered the house what appeared in front of my eyes went in slow motion. I witnessed it through the back door. I saw my wonderful brilliant but lacking common sense nephew grab up a brick and LAUNCH it onto the trampoline. Of course the brick bounced back up, and much to his shock chucked him right in the mouth.
All of a sudden all he** broke loose. HG started screaming for me. Hula Nephew (not to be confused with Genuine Nephew) started bleeding like a waterfall from his mouth. I had him come in and he started to spit up pieces of a tooth. I YI YI! After getting Mount Bloodiness to stop we assesed the damage and put ice on his mouth. He had indeed chipped his front tooth and had nearly knocked it loose. He has already lost this tooth so to have it chip was not a good thing. His lips were puffy and cut pretty bad but not in need of stitches.
When I asked him what he was thinking, his response was, “I thought it was a good idea. Sometimes I just don’t think things through.” My response, “Ya think?!!”

Our company is looking to hire someone to do a web site for us. We have a few quotes but don’t know exactly ball park figure for work like creating a web site for a business.
If you know someone that is interested please feel free to either leave me a comment or email me at nt_turners@comcast.net

Thank you lots and bunches everyone.

I promised two weeks ago that I would do a review on my blog once a week. Me being the eternal procrastinator did not last week. Ok ok so we had a ton going on. I am living up to my promise.
I met Chicka nuts on line when I moved to my new blog. She is relatively new to my list of blogs but what I like is that her life like mine…is NUTS! She has an every day feel to her blog. If you are reading it you know that either the subject is on her mind or she is just blabbing about life with kiddos.
As a mom I can totally relate to about 99.9% of her concerns and her issues. The same questions in life that I am starting to think about she is starting to face. I think one of the ones that was so profound to me because I had been wondering the same thing was when she posed the question, “When is a child old enough to stay home by themselves for an hour?” I know that I had just had that discussion with my husband a few days before she posted that.
Always a good read and good fun. I have had a lot of fun following Chicka’s life.
Go by and tell her HI and let her know I sent you.