So, I got names "Prescott Valley's Extraordinary Woman" for the month of September. One of my band parents nominated me. It's kind of nice, but kind of weird for me, as I'm just one person, doing my job...
Here's the link if you want to check it out. It's nice...
http://www.pvtrib.com/main.asp?SectionID=1&SubSectionID=1&ArticleID=48408
Being a teacher is often a very thankless job, (as is being a mother) so it's nice to be recognized. I'm flattered. The good news is, I get my hair done next time for free, as I get a $100 gift card to my favorite salon! :) Yeah!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Dum da dum DUMB!
I officially hate the radiologist that did my biopsy. He sucks. (My dad always hated it when I used that word, but I'm going to anyway...sorry, dad.)
I had this biopsy done a couple of weeks ago on the mass in my kidney. It hurt like a mutha, and the only consolation I took in the entire painful event was that I would at least know what it was and what to do about it.
He (the radiologist) called a couple of days later to tell me that the results came back benign. (See my previous post...I already said this already...) Great, I thought. At least its not cancer.
Well...last week my urologist (Dr. Funk...cool name, huh?) called and left a voice mail that said that the biopsy was benign, but that the tissue sample was "inadequate." Whatever that means.
We played phone tag for the last week, and I finally heard from him yesterday. He said that the biopsy contained only muscle and fat tissue, but not ONE iota of kidney tissue--which was the reason we were doing the thing in the first place. ARGH!! I went through all of that for nothing.
Dr. Funk asked me if the biopsy was too big of a deal. I told him that it certainly wasn't pleasant.
Since we heard from him initially (the voice mail) Gordon and I had talked about my situation. We basically came to the conclusion that I'm going to be around for the next 20-40 years and do I really want to keep doing the whole wait and see thing for the rest of my life.
So...I talked to Dr. Funk about just taking it out. He said that that felt very reasonable to him, and, in fact, its exactly what he'd recommend to one of his family members. He thought my logic was, well, very logical.
I've already scheduled my surgery for December 16. This will give me Christmas break to recuperate. I'll need to take a week off after, but I'll miss as little as possible, which is good.
Well, I'm typing in the midst of mass chaos as we get ready for our homecoming game. Our football team hasn't won a game all year. Maybe we'll get lucky tonight. We were out practicing this afternoon and got caught in a HUGE downpour. We're all soaked, but happy. I love my job--I'm having the time of my life, and can't imagine being (or doing) anything else.
Love to all. :)
I had this biopsy done a couple of weeks ago on the mass in my kidney. It hurt like a mutha, and the only consolation I took in the entire painful event was that I would at least know what it was and what to do about it.
He (the radiologist) called a couple of days later to tell me that the results came back benign. (See my previous post...I already said this already...) Great, I thought. At least its not cancer.
Well...last week my urologist (Dr. Funk...cool name, huh?) called and left a voice mail that said that the biopsy was benign, but that the tissue sample was "inadequate." Whatever that means.
We played phone tag for the last week, and I finally heard from him yesterday. He said that the biopsy contained only muscle and fat tissue, but not ONE iota of kidney tissue--which was the reason we were doing the thing in the first place. ARGH!! I went through all of that for nothing.
Dr. Funk asked me if the biopsy was too big of a deal. I told him that it certainly wasn't pleasant.
Since we heard from him initially (the voice mail) Gordon and I had talked about my situation. We basically came to the conclusion that I'm going to be around for the next 20-40 years and do I really want to keep doing the whole wait and see thing for the rest of my life.
So...I talked to Dr. Funk about just taking it out. He said that that felt very reasonable to him, and, in fact, its exactly what he'd recommend to one of his family members. He thought my logic was, well, very logical.
I've already scheduled my surgery for December 16. This will give me Christmas break to recuperate. I'll need to take a week off after, but I'll miss as little as possible, which is good.
Well, I'm typing in the midst of mass chaos as we get ready for our homecoming game. Our football team hasn't won a game all year. Maybe we'll get lucky tonight. We were out practicing this afternoon and got caught in a HUGE downpour. We're all soaked, but happy. I love my job--I'm having the time of my life, and can't imagine being (or doing) anything else.
Love to all. :)
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Um...so...yeah...
My sister Lindsey is constantly reminding me that I need to update my blog. "I know, I know..." I always tell her. There just never seems to be enough hours in the day.
Amazingly, though, there's PLENTY of time for me to watch "Project Runway." Who knew?
Here's what a typical day consists of for me:
--Wake up at 5:30 a.m. to get myself and the kids ready for school. We need to leave by 6:45 to get to the high school by 7:00, as rehearsal starts each morning at 7:15.
--Between 7:00 and 7 :15, Gordon comes to the high school from work to pick up the kids and take them to school. We say quick family prayers in the morning in my office before they all leave.
--7:15 to 2:15 I'm teaching non-stop except for a 30-minute lunch break. I gave up my prep period this semester so that I could teach jazz band. It's not that bad, it just makes for a LONG day. Most days I'm here until at least 4:30, so that's a 9 1/2 hour day.
--Tuesday and Thursday Ian and Courtnie have football/cheer practice from 6:00-8:00. Wednesday they have gymnastics from 4:15-5:15.
--Last Friday was our first home game, which means that marching season is officially under way. Nights when we have home football games, I'm not home until 11:00 p.m.
--Ian and Courtnie had their first football game last Saturday, so that takes care of my Saturdays.
--Church is at 10:00 on Sundays.
Can I complain any more? When do I have time to think? When, I ask you???
On a positive note, I had a biopsy done on my renal mass on Monday and the radiologist called me yesterday with the results. The mass is benign, which really doesn't tell me much except that I don't have cancer. Can it turn into cancer? What exactly is it? Why is it there? These are the questions that haunt me. (Funnily enough, Courtnie said that the other day just out of the blue...we laughed so hard for about 15 minutes.)
On another random note, I'm starting to like Sarah Palin. Who knew? When I first heard who John McCain's running mate would be, I was TICKED!! What about Romney? I just knew that we'd (by "we" I mean the Republicans) would lose, as no one will vote for a woman. This was all before I got to hear her speak. She's a tough, smart woman (kinda like me) who is a working mom (kinda like me) and who's kids aren't perfect (kinda like mine.) It just makes it more personal to think that we have that much in common, at least, as I have absolutely NOTHING in common with any of the other political candidates from either political party. It makes it interesting, anyway...
We had a "Corn at the Cobbs" party last Friday for our ward at our house. I had a home game, so wasn't able to be there, but I heard it was a blast. I'll have to post pictures when I'm home. For some reason, my school computer won't let me access them.
Well, that's it. I've been thinking a lot of my brother, Bill for the past couple of days as we get closer to Hurricane Ike hitting the Texas coast. I'm sure he's prepared and will be fine, but just wanted him to know I'm thinking about him.
Love to all! :)
Amazingly, though, there's PLENTY of time for me to watch "Project Runway." Who knew?
Here's what a typical day consists of for me:
--Wake up at 5:30 a.m. to get myself and the kids ready for school. We need to leave by 6:45 to get to the high school by 7:00, as rehearsal starts each morning at 7:15.
--Between 7:00 and 7 :15, Gordon comes to the high school from work to pick up the kids and take them to school. We say quick family prayers in the morning in my office before they all leave.
--7:15 to 2:15 I'm teaching non-stop except for a 30-minute lunch break. I gave up my prep period this semester so that I could teach jazz band. It's not that bad, it just makes for a LONG day. Most days I'm here until at least 4:30, so that's a 9 1/2 hour day.
--Tuesday and Thursday Ian and Courtnie have football/cheer practice from 6:00-8:00. Wednesday they have gymnastics from 4:15-5:15.
--Last Friday was our first home game, which means that marching season is officially under way. Nights when we have home football games, I'm not home until 11:00 p.m.
--Ian and Courtnie had their first football game last Saturday, so that takes care of my Saturdays.
--Church is at 10:00 on Sundays.
Can I complain any more? When do I have time to think? When, I ask you???
On a positive note, I had a biopsy done on my renal mass on Monday and the radiologist called me yesterday with the results. The mass is benign, which really doesn't tell me much except that I don't have cancer. Can it turn into cancer? What exactly is it? Why is it there? These are the questions that haunt me. (Funnily enough, Courtnie said that the other day just out of the blue...we laughed so hard for about 15 minutes.)
On another random note, I'm starting to like Sarah Palin. Who knew? When I first heard who John McCain's running mate would be, I was TICKED!! What about Romney? I just knew that we'd (by "we" I mean the Republicans) would lose, as no one will vote for a woman. This was all before I got to hear her speak. She's a tough, smart woman (kinda like me) who is a working mom (kinda like me) and who's kids aren't perfect (kinda like mine.) It just makes it more personal to think that we have that much in common, at least, as I have absolutely NOTHING in common with any of the other political candidates from either political party. It makes it interesting, anyway...
We had a "Corn at the Cobbs" party last Friday for our ward at our house. I had a home game, so wasn't able to be there, but I heard it was a blast. I'll have to post pictures when I'm home. For some reason, my school computer won't let me access them.
Well, that's it. I've been thinking a lot of my brother, Bill for the past couple of days as we get closer to Hurricane Ike hitting the Texas coast. I'm sure he's prepared and will be fine, but just wanted him to know I'm thinking about him.
Love to all! :)
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