Category: Health

I tossed and turned all night due to stomach pains. I woke up around 2am because I passed out with my contacts on and my eyes felt simultaneously gooey and dry. So I took them out, washed my face and brushed my teeth. Then I felt “awake” again so it took me a while to fall asleep. Then I tossed around some more, even waking up at 4am to check my alarm because I felt like I overslept. When the alarm went off at 7am I asked Jorge to please snooze; I had a massive headache and wanted to try and sleep it off for a few minutes (didn’t happen). So when 7:30 came around and I still felt like shizz I texted my boss and emailed Rosie and Beto, letting them know I wouldn’t be in. My boss already knew I wasn’t feeling good yesterday, so he understood. I still feel…irresponsible I guess you can say, since I just returned from vacation and I’m absent so soon. Thank goodness I got all my tasks done yesterday.

I sent am email that needed to be sent for work and then I tried sleeping more. Didn’t happen. I got up to freshen up and when I laid back down my stomach churned again, only it was now a mixture of cramps and hunger. Ruffles “knocked” on the door so I could let him in to use his litter box, so I obliged and the smell of coffee wafted into my bedroom from the hallway. Mom doesn’t drink coffee, but when she gets up early enough she’ll make me some so I can take with me to work. I couldn’t let it go to waste! I may have just completely ruined the recovery process because I totally mixed some French Vanilla creamer into the coffee. And I made some toast. I was planning on following the B.R.A.T. diet today (bananas, rice, apples and toast–all of which I have) because it seems more appealing than the Gatorade, chicken broth and crackers diet . But I may have ruined that, too, since I drowned my perfectly good toast with butter. *sigh* I’m such a fatty.

My stomach thinks so, too. It’s already churning :(. On the bright side, I’ve lost 2 lbs. in one day!

[edit 12:34pm]

So I thought I was feeling better and had already texted Jorge that I was bored (heh) and I was probably going to work half a day after all. As soon as I pressed ‘send’, my stomach rebutted with an angry gurgle . And then I realized Jorge took the Routan to work this morning, so I had no choice but to stay home anyway.

I’ve been reading ReFashionista.net since I’ve been thrown here in bed all morning and I must say, I’m impressed with her sewing skills! I wish I was half as good as she is with refashioning stuff. Makes me want to go into an old bag of cast-off clothes that are living in the garage that STILL haven’t made it to Goodwill after my garage sale in December . I’m pretty nifty with pillow cases, curtains, even baby blankets, but I’m not all that good with clothes *sigh*. (This reminds me that I have to buy some ribbon that matches my summer dress to replace the straps. I’m pretty good at replacing straps, heh.)

I’m going to heat up a bowl of (icky, from-the-carton) chicken noodle soup. Or perhaps eat a banana. I could really go for some coffee though :(.

[edit: 2:09pm]

Ate the banana, didn’t go well. I shall now stop lying to myself and come to terms with the fact that I am most definitely ill and stick to unsalted crackers. Dammit.

And here’s what I shall spend the rest of the day doing, since I’ve gotten quite tired of my bed:

We woke up around 10:30am yesterday. We started watching a movie with Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp, “The Stranger”? I dunno which one, but I’d never seen it before and it was good :). I felt lazy, but finally decided to get up and make something to eat. It was almost noon!

Mom kept reminding me all day Saturday that I should really go to the groceries. I kept waving away her suggestions, saying, “Yes, we’ll go later…” and then the guys started arriving for Fight Night and we never went.

So it was no surprise that there was hardly anything to cook the next morning, heh. I couldn’t make my love his Sunday omelet, but I did whip up some scrambled eggs with weenies, onion and tomatoes :D. I made myself some French toast (I was craving the ones we had at the hotel in Austin :P). I didn’t even have sugar or Splenda for my coffee, but we had some orange juice :).

We chilled out a while in the living room. We watched TV and then decided to take a dip in the pool. We spent a good hour in there, admiring our work: the very leveled ground, the sturdy metal frame because of said level ground. We got out and showered. I was debating whether we should grocery shop afterwards or if I should just start getting ready for Dayse’s bridal shower. When I checked the time (and subtracted the time it takes me to blow-dry and flat-iron my hair) I decided to get ready for the shower. Jorge said to leave him the list and he’d go himself. He said, “I might screw it up, though, and spend more than I should.” I told him he’d be fine, but was sort of worried he would buy more expensive stuff since I usually spend more when he shops with me, heh.

I got ready, GPS’d the address and went on my way. Halfway there I realize my darn phone is dying. Great. I call Jorge and warn him, in case he tries to get ahold of me and it isn’t on. It’s also for his peace of mind, because in his previous relationship he would usually get the I’m going out. Oops, my phone died and then wouldn’t get an answer till the next day around 3am. Which of course wouldn’t happen with me, but the last thing I want him to do is worry, because I know I sure as hell wouldn’t appreciate that.

So I finally find Dayse’s mom’s house. Our other friends didn’t seem to be going, so I already felt awkward when I stepped in and saw not one familiar face. The girls that are there are all gorgeous and tall and in dresses. I’m short, even with my 4-inch wedges on and I was wearing jeans and a black tank with crocheted straps. Dayse is a total doll; she looked gorgeous in her beige lacey dress and purple pumps. Her sister and mom did a fabulous job decorating; the centerpieces and sweets table were super cute. I’m sad I didn’t get a photo!

Dayse and I caught up for a while and when other guests began to arrive and she went over to mingle, I texted Jorge, who was grocery shopping after picking up his boys. We exchanged a few texts and I admit I started a small argument. Over nothing. It was stupid. But we argued and then my phone died. Just like that. Without any type of apology on my part, or an I love you or anything. Needless to say, I ate in silence (the food was great, by the way) and I tried being pleasant but I wasn’t in such a great mood.

We played a few games and had dessert. I stuffed my face. I hadn’t had so many sweets at once in a long time and I instantly regretted it. We took pictures, chatted a bit more, and then I excused myself around 7pm.

I didn’t know how I should react when I got home. I felt stupid for starting the argument and didn’t know how to apologize. I charged my phone as soon as I got in so that I could call my kiddos. 2 texts from Jorge came in. One was him being sarcastic and the other was him asking for Mom’s card’s Pin number. Oops. I’d totally forgotten to give it to him! I was afraid to ask how that whole thing went about.

I talk to my kiddos and then go to the kitchen to get some water. Jorge is starting on dinner. When I notice he’s almost done I put my arms around him; a feeble attempt to make amends. He reciprocates and hugs me tight. I say I’m sorry. He begins to tell me about the drama show that followed after he couldn’t get ahold of me to get Mom’s Pin. Then he called Mom and she couldn’t remember her Pin either. Jesus LOL.

He tells me he doesn’t like to fight with me. I tell him I’m sorry, again, for starting the argument and I hate fighting, too. We snuggle up together on the sofa and I read my book. I’m halfway through “Heart of the Matter” by Emily Giffin :). It’s pretty good!

I passed out reading and Jorge woke me around midnight so we could go to the bedroom. I washed up for bed and then had the hardest time falling asleep. I checked at least 3 times to make sure my alarm was set right. I wanted to make sure I’d get up on time. Nothing would be worse than going back to work late the day after my week’s vacation. Especially on a Monday *shudder*.

I tossed and turned, a lot. Then I wake up at 5:53…half an hour earlier than my alarm was set . I hate that!

I had enough time to shower, fix my hair, iron and get my breakfast and lunch ready. I headed to work, made it on time and Anabel told Rosie and me about how her iPhone was stolen from right under her nose this weekend. We had our meeting, got our weekly pep-talk and inspirational words from our boss. I went upstairs and made my oatmeal with cinnamon and honey and had my French Vanilla coffee. I got my “bills” together and got signatures so I could submit them. I worked on some lists for upcoming events. And then my love told texted me that he missed me and to meet him at Dai-Tung for lunch. I love seeing him during the day!

We had lunch with his buddies, Remi and Marco. I ordered shrimp and mushrooms and steamed rice; same as the last time. The first shrimp I bit into had the little vein, bleh, so I checked every shrimp after that. They were all clean and good.

My love snuggled me right before I was about to leave. I felt instantly comfy and sleepy, just like at home, heh.

I got to work and I started feeling weird. Stomach ache that turned into stomach pain. And then I felt severely nauseous. I had a mini-meeting with my boss about changes to an event, did a certificate, and then prayed that I’d make it the rest of the day. I made myself some manzanilla (chamomile) tea to help me feel better.

My short-term goal was make it till 3pm. Then I made it till 4, so I stuck it out till 5.

I browsed Pinterest and found these beauties:

I sent Jorge a text with the links. He said our old pallets, the ones that have been there since we moved in, were too ugly LOL.

I got out of work (made it till 5!) and Jorge told me to wait for him. So I drove the few blocks over and read my book while I waited. A weird, homeless-type man came up to my window and asked me to roll it down. HELL NO, I was not about to do that. He gestured that he wasn’t from here and someone crashed into him. I shrugged and mouthed ‘sorry’ and read my book, hoping he’d go away. He did. I text Jorge to tell him and he quickly comes out of the store to see where the guy was. I said it’s ok, he left, but he goes in the direction the guy went anyway. And when I turn to see where he went I see it: a glorious mountain of brand-new pallets near the huge green garage bin. I text him about this treasure and he texts back “LOL”. I laugh, and continue to read. He runs out and asks how many we’ll need for the projects, I say 8. He drives his truck over there and puts them in the bed of the truck. Oh, how I love that man!!

So that’s our weekend project :). If we can get to it with 6 kiddos here :). I can’t wait for them to be back!

I made dinner when we got home and spoke to my babies. OH! And I received a call from one of the assistant managers from the Walmart where we waited for 45 minutes on Thursday. He called to apologize. Of course, when I returned his call, I was put on hold 3 different times for a total of 15 minutes, but I left him a message. I commend Walmart corporate for being on top of their customer’s comments and letters!

I made the mistake of eating a full bowl of fideo with ground turkey and tomato and onion. And I drank some pomegranate green tea. I immediately felt awful again!

Jorge and the boys wanted to get in the pool. He said, “C’mon Baby, go change!” I tell him I’m feeling gross still. He asks at least 3 more times if I felt good enough to join them, but my stomach’s been churning since dinner and now I have this weird pain in the pit of my stomach. I hope I’m ok by morning .

We’re watching some low-budget “Zombie Apocalypse” movie and Jorge and the boys are eating popcorn. I really want popcorn, but I don’t want to feel nauseous before bed :(. I’m going to ignore them and browse Pinterest some more. And since I didn’t have any other actual photos to post, I’ll leave you with a pic of this ferocious beast, basking in the sun :).

I learned today that we’d be getting our hours cut at work for the summer. I can’t say I’m surprised. We were told we could leave at 2pm today. I was a little bummed; but it’s only 2 hours less than I was already doing and leaving at 2pm on Friday? Heck yes, I’ll take it!

The morning went by fast, Michelle and I talked about our eating/exercises (which I’ve done none of since we started again), I covered for Rosie and then I met my love for lunch at Palenque Chicken, ’cause I’m awesome and had a coupon.

I had no idea what I’d be having for lunch; I wanted something not so fattening. I ended up getting a quesadilla anyway, since I felt rushed and panicked.

MMA Rudy was eating there, too. Jorge arrived and we invited Rudy over to sit with us and then 2 of Jorge’s co-workers got there. We joked and laughed. I hope they don’t think I’m weird because my sense of humor is much like Jorge’s and sometimes not so lady-like .

Rudy got his food and I was surprised and quite jealous when I saw grilled chicken and steamed veggies on his plate. Grr. I wish I’d known about that!! Now I know what to order for next time.

I got back to work and hung around 30 more minutes till I had to leave. I put gas in the van, since we’re going to Brownsville tomorrow to watch the fight and it’ll save us some time :). I can’t wait!

I got home and TOTALLY planned to just sit and blog and chit-chat on the Ol’ School Bloggers Facebook group. Can I just say how awesome that place and those people are!? Who would have thought we’d all get to reunite and catch up on each other’s lives! There are a few people whose domain names I remember and I’m sure I read a few but never really got to connect with the owner since I was sorta shy at the time, but it’s great to be able to now! Ah, technology. I want to hug you .

Jorge has been quite patient. I don’t think he truly “gets” the blogging thing, though he knows I’ve done it forever now. But when I have some free time I’m glued to my phone or computer, reading everyone’s comments on the group and attempting to finish up my queued blog entries and he just smiles and reads over my shoulder sometimes as we’re sitting down together watching TV. Well, I’m sort of watching, heh.

Of course, when I got home, I couldn’t JUST sit and play on my computer or else I’d feel guilty. I dunno. I’m weird like that. So I went into the laundry room and folded/hung/and put away all of this past Sunday’s clean laundry. Jorge is amazing and most of the time he does laundry all on his own, he just needs help sorting. It’s wonderful to have a partner that HELPS, you know? I was used to doing EVERYTHING while someone sat on his ass drinking a beer .

But anyway!

I swept up a bit, threw out the bathroom trash bags and then, finally, sat to blog. I started uploading more pics to Flickr, manually, because Javi’s friend took my charger when they came to visit, grrr! I have enough photos up to continue blogging now, though.

I heard some light thunder rumbling outside and checked the window. It had started to rain! I grabbed my laptop, a chair and sat in the porch. I love this porch. I love our creepy looking mesquite trees, the unruly bamboo trees, the birds chirping and the woodpeckers pecking for just a second before they fly off.

I wish I could have gotten a better photo . I would have gotten a photo of the trees, but the neighbor’s multi-colored house behind us is a little appalling, not to be mean. One of these days we’ll install an 8ft fence, heh.

So there. A blog entry! I real time! The rain stopped just a bit ago and the mosquitoes must have noticed because they’re swarming me . I think I’m going to go inside and attempt to finish up an old blog entry and cook something afterwards.

[edit 9:06pm] I never got around to updating the old blog entry, but talked to my kiddos (they’re with Mario till next Wednesday; we agreed on doing the weekly thing instead of the monthly. That would have killed me!).

Oh, and I did cook something!

Honey chipotle glazed pork tenderloin with sauteed asparagus & bacon. This meal, per plate, cost about $4! This plate’s Jorge’s. Mine was more petite .

Jorge and I wanted to go out somewhere, but he’s tired so we decided to stay in. He’s watching Tron and I’m about to go remove my contacts ’cause they’re bothering me. Then I might just open up one of those pre-made Margaritas I have in the freezer (depending on what Myfitnesspal reports ) and catch up on a few entries. I could get on the treadmill now that I have some free time, but I really want to catch up!!

[edit 10:20pm] Jorge is asleep, and I’m bored, can you tell? Heh.

So I checked my log for today and these are my results:

So. I could have that Margarita and go over my sugar intake LIKEWOAH. Or, I just don’t have it and let the program scold me. Decisions, decisions.

And just as I suspected, I keep reading other blogs and never started on my old ones LOL.

…Jorge and I got some snacks: popcorn and Tostitos cheese and tea. As we’re walking through the hallway to our bedroom he says, “What does this Friday remind you of?” I say, “All the other days we’ve had snacks while we watch TV?” He laughs and says, “John’s apartment!” Awww!! He remembered! Good times <3.