I had planned to post more flashbacks this weekend, but…well by Saturday night I was pretty oversaturated with the whole writing thing since I did all those assignments, and tonight we went out to dinner with some friends after mass and I had a Margarita. And for those of you who know me well, you know I don’t drink very often, so I’m slightly buzzed and not coherent enough to try and remember something that happened a long time ago.

And I’m wondering if what I just typed made any sense at all. I should know better than to drink and blog. ;)

Anyway, I didn’t ask how big the drink that I ordered was before I ordered it. And it was, um, shall we say, LARGE?

So yeah, I’m tired and slightly buzzed. Hope you all had a great weekend!

Edited to add: I should tell you that I didn’t actually drink the whole thing by myself - I had a little help from Rochelle…lol!

So yeah, there I was in the hospital, in the lab room thingy where they do the electrophysiology study/ablation and they were sticking innumerable sticky pad things all over my body and I had this overwhelming desire to just get up and run far, far away. But just as I was working on getting a hold on the anxiety, the nice medicine came into the IV and I was fast fast asleep for the next 3 or so hours. I like it that way. It is strange, though, how it feels like you just closed your eyes and the next thing you know it’s three hours later. Very strange.

I have an incredibly sore throat because they felt the need to do a transesophageal echocardiogram in which they send the echo probe down your throat. Sounds fun huh? The sore throat is probably the worst aftereffect besides the incredible tiredness I’m feeling.

I wish I had really good news for you. Unfortunately, I have really complicated news for you. The good news is my heart is back in rhythm and out of tachycardia and flutter. The other part is, well, rather complicated. (Read on …)

I think maybe I should just cut my heart out and put it in a chest like Davy Jones did in Pirates of the Caribbean so that it doesn’t cause me any more grief. No? Well, it was a thought.

So, the EKG says: tachycardia and atrial flutter.

I’m not exactly sure how I feel at the moment about all of that. Mostly right now I just want to wallow in self-pity for awhile. You know why it really sucks? Because after almost 2 years of my heart behaving perfectly, and me actually believing that I was going to be done with this once and for all, I’m right back where I started. So there’s a lot of questioning of God going on right now. Oh, not “finger pointing and screaming angry” questioning, just “I don’t get it Lord - can you please help me to understand why it’s happened after almost two years” questioning.

Anyway, I will be seeing the other cardiologist on Monday - the one who does the ablations. And I don’t really feel like looking for those old posts about when I had the ablation last time, but if you’re really interested, check the archives around August 2005 and there should be many posts about it. So yeah, looks like I’ll probably have to have another ablation. Yay. I most definitely did not enjoy it the first time and I was really hoping I wouldn’t have another date with Dr. S ever again. Not that I don’t love him. I do. He is an awesome doctor, but you know…

In the meantime, I’m on my nemesis Toprol to slow down my heart rate. Blood pressure medication and I do NOT get along well. My blood pressure has always been pretty close to perfect, and therefore slowing it down just makes me feel like crap.

I think I will be away from ye olde blog for a few days so I can just kind of wrap my brain around all of this. But no worries - I will let you know what’s going on and if LG does anything too adorable not to share, you can bet I’ll post. In the meantime, I just need to regroup. And cry a little bit.

I fill out surveys on a regular basis on the offchance that I might actually win some money. I haven’t yet, but I keep hoping. What never ceases to amaze me is the answer choices to certain questions. Now, certainly, if they ask me a technical question about, say, my air conditioner or the motor in my car, “don’t know” might be a logical answer, because I really don’t know technical stuff about those things. But today, the question was, “Do you attend college?” And the answer choices were “Yes”, “No”, and “Don’t Know”.

Let that sink in for a few minutes. Because I’m pretty sure if you don’t know if you’re going to college, at the very least, you probably shouldn’t be.

Every year for Easter, my tradition has always been, since I was a child, to get a new Easter dress. And since LG has been around, I try to get a dress that’s in the same general color family as hers. This year, her dress is lavender gingham, so I wanted to get something in the purple family. But guess what? Apparently, everyone is going goth this Easter, because the only dresses I can find are black, red or brown or some combination thereof. If someone would like to explain to me how black, red or brown are spring colors, I’d really appreciate it, because those colors don’t really scream “new life” and “flowers” and “Easter” to me. More like “death” and “dead flowers” and “Halloween”. Or at least Fall. But definitely not Spring.

So, no luck finding a dress. Well, maybe if I’d started looking earlier so I could have gone to a few more places, but in the end I had to settle for a lavender print skirt and an aqua blue top that matches part of the print. I’d have gotten a lavender top, but they didn’t have the top that was supposed to go with it in my size, and I couldn’t find any other lavenders that actually matched the lavenders in my skirt. So aqua it is.

But next year, I’m starting earlier. And they better have spring dresses. I’m just saying.

Today has been “one of those days”. Other than a nice walk with Marlene, the rest of the day so far has been a pain in my patootie.

First of all, the termite guy had to come back because we now have termites under our kitchen cabinets. Our kitchen cabinets that cost a ton of money and have only been in for a year. Yeah, that’s fun. So, it has to be taken care of.

But hey guess what? The warranty has expired on the treatment. So that means they have to do a whole new treatment. That’ll be about $800. On top of the fact that we have to pay our full property tax before December 31 because we didn’t opt for the pay half earlier in the year and half later in the year plan. I won’t tell you how much our property tax is, but let’s just say it would pay for the termite treatment. A few times. So, the termite guy is coming back on the 28th to deal with that. And it’s going to take them most of the day. I think LG and I will go shopping or something. :P

THEN, LG and I went to Albertson’s to do some grocery shopping since we didn’t have time to do it yesterday. Now those of you that have been reading for awhile, will remember the saga of the shopping cart placards. That all happened back in APRIL. And since they took the placards off the carts, they have not returned. Until today.

Yep, I walked into Albertson’s and what do I see? Those frigging placards are back. I had LG with me, and I obviously wasn’t going to put her in a cart with one of those and start the whole thing over again, so I just carried her into the store and asked to speak to a manager. She didn’t even know they’d been put back on (maybe she hadn’t been there the day before when they were doing it), but she walked out with me to look and said she could see how little fingers could get caught or skin could get scraped and so on and that she’d call and see what was going on. Because she did indeed remember the whole hullabaloo from April. Anyway, she suggested I use one of the carts that have the toy car attached to the front, so for today I did that. LG love love LOVED it. She “drove” us all over the store. Me? Not so much. It feels like I’m driving a Mack Truck and there is also not as much room in the cart as there is with a non-cartoon cart. Anyway, at least I was able to do my shopping there and not have to go somewhere else.

But seriously, what is the deal with those frigging placards? And didn’t they learn their lesson the first time? And also, I’m going to be getting in touch with the advertiser if I possibly can and giving THEM a piece of my mind. UGH!

Today we saw this in Target. Granted it was being sold for $249.99 in Target. But still. Okay, the idea is kind of a cool one, a horse that a little girl can actually sit on, a horse that moves its head around and makes noises and seems slightly lifelike. I’m sure a lot of little girls would love the thing. But to be honest, it creeped me out. All I could think of was how Melody would be going nuts and probably never stop going nuts and that’s only if we were lucky and she didn’t attack it and rip it to shreds. Bye bye $250. And also, it creeped me out. I don’t like toys that seem slightly lifelike. They creep me out. Did I mention the horse creeped me out? Needless to say, that thing will not be living in our house. Creepy.