Tuesday, February 20, 2007

If you could see me now!

Yesterday, they came to hook me up to the ambulatory eeg machine. It's a portable EEG. They hook up 22 wires to the head, glue them on, cover them in gauze, tape it down, then cover it in a mesh head cover then they tape that down. Then you're hooked up to your portable eeg machine which is a bit bigger than a fanny pack. It has to be carried around all day. I will be on this machine for a few days. Maybe I'll have it off by tomorrow. We'll see!

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Really GREAT Italian food!

Scotto and I went out last night with my brother and sister-in-law to this great place called Bravo! Cucina Italiana. We went to the new place in Bayshore. What a GREAT meal! The service was extremely friendly and very solicitous, the food was fast, hot and unbelievably delicious! The ambiance of the place is unreal. It looks just like you're sitting in Rome. Big, beautiful roman columns and huge overblown chandeliers. The yellow-ish tinted walls, the dark chairs with the white table-clothed tables. It's unbelievably beautiful. I know we can't afford to eat there on a regular basis, but for a once-upon-a-time kinda thing, it was truly fantastic! I'm so glad we went with them. I hadn't been feeling well a lot of this past week.

On the 19th, someone is coming here to hook me up to the EEG machine here at home and then gauze my head so I can leave the EEG hooked up for a few days straight. Hopefully, they'll get a better idea as to what is going on in this brain of mine.

It was so nice to get a night out, with no kids and just be...me. I'm always someone's mom, someone's friend, someone's daughter, someone's wife, someone's housekeeper, someone's SOMETHING. Every now and then it's nice to just get out and be...ME again. I forget after so much time of being everything for everyone, what it feels like to just be me. I like it. And I like me.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Been sick

My apologies for my absence. I've been sick again. Real dizzy and nauseated. Lots of throwing up and all sorts of icky stuff y'all don't wanna know about. I'm going to physical therapy today because my doctor wants me to go. The physical therapist said she didn't think they could do anything for me because some of my problems are too far gone...and I just want to go in and get that in writing so she can give it to my doctor to prove to her that physical therapy in this case is useless.

I'll let you know how that goes.