Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

Little has slept with me two nights in a row. She likes it when I pat her back to sleep. It relaxes me as well. Her little baby snores. Tomorrow is just hydration which I need since I need to do my 24 hour urine testing and for some reason – it needs to be cold. That’s sort of weird to me, but then again what do I know about the viability of urine that isn’t cold? No idea at all. I have to bring it with me to COH on Friday when I get my biopsy done. I’ll remember to bring ice packs not only for the sample but also the biopsy site.

I went from super constipated to omg where is the bathroom. I’m getting flashbacks of colitis. At the hospital it was prune juice with a pat of butter warmed. I drive heaved at the smell alone. I drank it cold – and it was awful cold so I could only imagine it warmed with butter.

Tonight’s dinner started off as an oops but turned out pretty good. I was going to make chicken parmigiana tonight and ordered a Walmart pick up so that after infusion yesterday I could head over to pick it up. Turned out I didn’t buy chicken breast – instead I bought chicken tenders. I’ll be honest I have never purchase JUST chicken tenders before. I didn’t even know it was a thing that was sold. Our family buys the whole damn chicken and we break it down. I don’t even know where the chicken tender is actually located. So when I opened the Fosters Farm p ackage I was a little surprised at how tiny the chicken breasts were. And revisited the packaging that I tossed into the sink like a kitchen savage and it said “tenders” – well crap I thought. Can you make parm with tenders? F*ck it…it’s chicken. Gotta be the same thing. I pounded the little tenders out (some with a little too much umph) but most with a little more iron chef care. It turned out pretty good. I was shocked. We had some tiny hoagie breads so I made them into chicken parm sandwiches- dinner complete. Shocked but I contributed. I do however wish I did eggplant parm – that’s my favorite. I just couldn’t eat an entire eggplant on my own.

I took my sleeping meds about two hours ago and I’m finding it hard to fall asleep tonight. I also feel the urge to use the bathroom every 10-15 minutes. Thankfully little’s a heavy sleeper and doesn’t wake up every time I leave the bed to go to the bathroom. It’s been an unusually active night for my bathroom antics. My picc line is always bothering me a bit. The nurse has changed the angle of my picc dressing by 90 degrees.

Only when he was a little over zealous and ripped off the IV3000 so hard that it ripped off a bit of my skin, and it actually hurts. But I’m thinking the nurses at COH will think it’s odd – the placement is weird but so long as it doesn’t interfere with my infusions or hydration- it makes no difference to me. I’ll see what the nurses say about it on the morning when they see. I have an extra IV 3000 in my bag for this exact reason. I only have to deal with it for a week then I get another dressing change. Hopefully the part of skin that was ripped off will heal by then.

The sleepies are still not coming for me yet. I’m wide awake. Completely and utterly awake. Spotify has been playing for a little over two hours. I just caught my first yawn. Off to bed.