I've lost my wisdom........................................teeth

Well it is officially done and I'm up to blogging about it. I show up Thursday for my appointment and go in to get it over with (that is all I cared about). They sit me down and go over all the worst case scenarios (not a good idea with me, j/k I just ignored what they said and nodded yes). Then they start the numbing process. The left side is first. I feel no numbing, maybe a little. So we move to the right side to give it some time. The right side is numb and my left side is normal. So they numb my pallet, not comfortable. Still normal on the left, so they try and numb it again. This time it works. I'm not sure if it was nerves or what but I was feeling shaky in the head the more they numbed me, probably trying to not think of the needles.

They get started on the right side. Everything goes pretty smoothly, but I am thinking "why didn't I get the gas or put out, these sounds are gross. What if my teeth start moving back now. I don't want gaps. Maybe I should get a retainer made." The love thoughts that go on in my brain. Before I know it the right side is over and done with. On to the left. My top tooth didn't want to come so easily, but with patient work Cam gets it out. He laughs at why it is so difficult, my roots decided to curve not once but twice. This made it difficult to get out, but he did it. But then I had some sharp bone sticking out from it, so he began to file it down (and beat me up, not really). It was hurting to get it filed, but I was still numb. Weird but true. It was making my cheek sore and the pressure was giving me a headache. But he got it done. Then the bottom tooth didn't seem to bad to get out, but then I had some roots break off. A normal tooth has two roots, mine had four and two broke off a little in my mouth. So, Cam had to get those out. Now I should also note, I have a small mouth that is hard to work in normally, let alone to be yanking my teeth out. Everything worked out in the end and I was swelling quickly. I tried call Mom on my way home to pick up my meds, I didn't want to go long without pain meds. I couldn't get a hold of her so I went to Walgreen's myself. I really didn't want to drop it off and come back later, so I went in a dropped it off. I was a sight, swollen mouth, dried blood on my lips and tongue, not able to talk, with an ice pack to boot (I probably looked like I was on the losing end of a fight). They felt bad a were grossed out so they quickly filled my prescription to get me out of there.

I came home and took my medicane and tried to rest. Now I know I am allergic to Lortab after having projectile puke that night. Luckily advil and ice packs took care of the pain. I didn't bruise like Cam thought I would. And, so far I haven't got dry socket, like I am convinced I will. So slowly I am feeling better, my headache is going to go away someday, but that is nothing new, and eventually my cheek will go back to normal and I can open my mouth fully again. Donna did have us over for Navajo Tacos tonight, which was worth working the jaw out and getting food in my nasty wounds that I can't think about or touch without wanting to throw-up.

What a day

It has already started out to be a crazy day. Wake up all to early, get Scott fed and lunch ready for work, shower, get kids up, get us all ready, kids fed and lunches made, hop in the car, drive to Scott's work (30 mins away) so kids can get their flu shots, drive home, get their backpacks, drive to school, check them in, come home, call Brittani to see how the sickly are doing, let dogs out, clean dishes, make beds, straighten house, get dinner in the crock pot, eat breakfast, take a break to blog. Now I need to vacuum the house, go over the floors, touch up any messes with Clorox wipes (door knobs & light switches), get dance bag and soccer clothes ready for kids, try not to have too much anxiety over getting teeth out, unload dishwasher (if the dishes are done in time), go to dentist to get rid of my annoying wisdom teeth (which don't make you any smarter, so what is their point), relax and be drugged up so I don't feel to much pain, deal with kids until Harley goes to dance (KG practice and hip hop class) and Noah until Scott gets home to take him to soccer. I hope they don't have much homework, because I don't know how well that will go over. So hopefully Scott has a good day at work, patience with the kids and the kids are good to help him out so they don't try his patience. OR even better, getting my teeth out isn't all that bad. Well back to my check list.

Cleaning Up

As I get the house back in order today and clean the hand prints off the windows, I am a little sad. It was SO much fun having Steph and the kids here. I enjoyed their company, the scrap booking, the frequent trips to Hobby Lobby, and all the other great things. I will miss my little Diva and Monkey boy, grunting his wants and needs. I am glad that they were able to come and visit. I also so glad that my brothers have given me three more sisters that I enjoy having around and give me the cutest nieces and nephews in the world. I am lucky. Sorry to everyone else out there, but I do have the cutest, and that includes ALL of them. As much as I would love to keep playing around with girls, pretending to scrapbook and chasing kids, it is time to get back to reality. After a tiring day of subbing yesterday I begin to tackle a house in much need of some TLC. I need it in order before Thursday before I get my wisdom teeth out, so I can relax after it is done no matter how I feel. I am just excited to get the stupid things taken out, finally. So it is back to laundry and the reality of being a house wife and mom.

Harley's Birthday

I'm late posting this, but it has been crazy and we just had Harley's party. Since we were at Powell this year and really didn't get to do anything for her birthday, since it was the day to head home we celebrated it before, on and after. Before we left we let her open a present. She got a camera this year and I wanted her to capture Lake Powell through her eyes. Then she had cake the night before her birthday, thanks Uncle Mark. Then on her birthday morning she opened a few presents. To finish it all off this last weekend Kaylee and Harley had a combine party that included a sleepover Thursday night and then Big Bounce, lunch and cake. It was a small group. the sleepover was for Kaylee, Jacei, and Harley. The party also included the Allred kids, the Nygren boys, and Haylie Nygren. It was a ton of fun and as always she was spoiled to death. Happy Birthday Har-Bug I cant believe you're ten. Time flies too quickly.

Lake Powell

We head out for Powell with a van full of crap. We are able to take our time and stop for lunch and stretch our legs in Blanding. We arrive at Halls Crossing and have to wait for Jon to pick us up so Scott and the kids play in the lake and jump off the dock 'till Gramps arrives. I am a bum and sit and wait to get picked up, I fell terrible. Jon and Susan arrive (his new wife we meet for the first time). We load up and head off the the house boat. First impression on Susan is that she is very nice and is completely in love with Jon. We unload the boat to the houseboat with all our crap and Noah can't wait to play so he is off the slide countless time and just a plain wild man. I think WHO is this kid? He is not being timid at all. We finish and find a beach to park the house boat on, dig the anchors and set up. Amber and Jeff are having to get the trailer for the toys fixed, luckily they catch it before they are on the road or a disaster would have happened. They are delayed a day. The next day is lazy and kick back. The Nielson's arrive. There also is Jon's and Susan's friends that come down that morning, Skin (Grant) and Cathy. We all just hang out and play. It is a nice relaxing day and we are able to get to know Susan better. She is so nice and so much fun. The best part is that she and Jon have a blast and truly are in love. She was the little mother hen of the trip and it made me feel like a bum, but was nice 'cause I still was not feeling well. We took the kids tubing and realized the ski boat didn't sound good. Yep, it broke, well not totally but we didn't want to finish it off, so it was parked. That night was a HUGE storm. Probably no the worst, but the worst I've been in. The anchors washed out and the house boat was headed fr the shore line sideways. Everyone jumped into gear, even me. It was off to reset the anchors, add two more, and fish the ones missing out of the water (in the only pair of pj's I brought). We got that settled and rescued. Then the boat was banging up against the houseboat and we needed to move it. Next thing I know Scott is in the ski boat floating away and can't start the motor. He is headed for the houseboat next to us.Amber and I run to warn them and get help. Once again in the water, we drag the boat back to our house boat and tie it up. The raining stops and we try to settle the kids, who's nerves are shot by now. As soon as they fall asleep it rains again and we have to move them to a more sheltered spot (I'm getting tired just thinking of it all). Nerves were on edge and tempers were high, but we all came out good. Then it was playing fun and more visitors. Gramps friends, Delbert and Chase, Trent, Wade Hussy, Mark and Anna (his friend). Luckily Delbert brought a small jet boat which helped out a tons. Loosing the ski boat only slowed us down in some ways. We still had a ton of fun on the water toys and around the houseboat. Scott even drug the kids around on the tube behind the wave runner and ended up getting a couple pricey tickets for doing so (the grand total of $330). Those tubes were and the slide were the things most used this trip. I had a great time hanging out with Amber. There was tons of fishing too. The kids had a blast with their cousins (as always) and it was good to see Mark. It was a blast despite a few setbacks.

Prelude to Lake Powell

I have to admit I was not all that excited about going. We had found out that Jon (Scott's Dad) had remarried and didn't want anyone to know, we couldn't help but wonder what she was going to be like (hopefully better then the last). A divorce was going on and both parents were going to be there, was it going to get ugly because we are all trapped (so to say) on a small house boat? Will Scott and I do something wrong, again, to tick the siblings off that usually stints from insecurities and things that are perceived that we are causing? These were the worries on my mind. My family was headed to the mountains to celebrate my Dad's 60th without us and I was bummed. I flat out had a bad attitude. I was tired of felling betrayed by those I thought new me better and wished they could see we would not intentionally be vindictive. I tried to have a good attitude and told myself that Scott was always around my family and it was his turn to be with his family. I was the fair thing to do, besides he LOVES Lake Powell. We are getting ready to go and I get sick. Which by the way doesn't help the attitude. I go to Urgent Care to make sure I don't have strep, which I don't, and head out of town. So, how does the trip go?...

Camping

What staring a fire can make you feel like

Dec and Noah gathering wood

Bert and Mique

Caleb

Har and James

We decided to head up for Colorado to camp one night when Scott and Grant had a Monday off. We headed up Wild Cat Canyon. It was gorgeous up there. Tons of raspberry bushes, unfortunately they weren't ready to pick yet. It was Mique's first camping trip and she did pretty good. The kids had a blast and we had the pleasure of taking Dec with us. Unfortunately, the smoke messes with my camera every time and my pictures are a bit blurry. We had great tin foil dinners. The kids pigged out on junk and messed around. I'll admit it wasn't the best night's sleep because I didn't want to mess with the cots. The next morning we got up and moving and my stomach was killing me. All I wanted to do was go home, but the kids wanted to hike. Scott took the kids to the river to walk around and they were good with that. It wasn't anything big, but it was fun. Probably the best thing to come from it was the kids getting to camp out in the backyard after we cleaned the tent out. They were up all night talking and playing, but it was cute and Scott and I let it go as one of the last hurrahs before school started back up.