Happy 4 months Mr. Man!

Chip is 4 months old today! I can't believe he is only/and already 4 months! He is soooo big (especially since we compare him to Macie is size) and sooo smart. I also feel like he's been in our family forever, even though we've only had him for a month and a half.

He went from this:
To this! In just a a month and a half! Chipper likes:

Macie

• Me (he's a momma's boy!)


• Brent


• His bones
  
• FOOD

• Playing
• Sleeping in soft places

• Wrestling with Mace

• Going on walks
• Making friends (people and dogs!)

• Chasing the kitties

• ToysChip does NOT like:
• Being alone
• Getting put in his crate
• Baths
• Being ignored
• When Macie gets to be on the bed at night and he has to sleep in his crate (hey, sometimes being older has it's privileges!)

Chip can:

• Sit
• Shake
• Lay down (sometimes)
• Come when he is called (or when he feels like it)
• Listen when we say no bark
• Respond when he hears his name
• Tell us when he has to go potty

He is the best little boy and we are so glad he is in our family!!! We love you Chipper!

Pissed at my Cyst(s)

Monday night I started having really bad pains in my stomach/pelvis area. I've had these the last few months thanks to Clomid so I didn't think too much of it. Well I went to sleep and when the alarm went off at 4:30 I was in so much pain I couldn't move. I had actually woken myself up in the middle of the night screaming in pain. I was convinced I had appendicitis so off to the ER we went.

When I got there they asked me how bad it hurt on a scale of 1-10. I know that 10 would be like having your leg chopped off so I said 8. I guess 8 isn't enough because they sure took their sweet time checking me in and trying to figure out what was wrong with me.

Finally I got an IV and they gave me morphine. The first dose did NOTHING so they gave me a second dose. That did nothing, too. Apparently morphine either works for you or it doesn't. I guess I'm one of those people that it doesn't work for.

I have sucky veins so I look like a junky right now because they had to stab me so many times. At least it got my mind off the pain in my tummy!

Brent called off work and took care of me the whole day. His brother was coming in to town that afternoon to see us and so Brent took on the duty of cleaning the house! We were also there so long that when we got home Chip was a Chocolate Chip and had pooped in his cage and gotten it all over the floor, cage and even the wall. So Brent got to bath a puppy and clean a cage. What a good husband!!

I had to pee in a cup and they had to take my blood to make sure there wasn't an infection. So then they told me I wasn't pregnant and I told them I KNEW it was too soon to tell. Well the Dr. dismissed me and said "Our tests are very accurate". Anyway they did a CT scan on me and said that I had multiple cyst-like structures and fluid in my fallopian tubes. So they told me to make an appointment with my OBGYN to have an ultrasound and see what was wrong. So I went in to my doctor today and the FIRST thing he said to me was that it is WAY too soon to tell if I am pregnant and it will take at least another week to show up for a positive pregnancy test. It's pretty sad that a girl that has no medical training knew more about pregnancy than the ER doctor that was working on me (he actually said, "What's Clomid?" when I told him I was on that).

Anyway they did an ultrasound on me and I have a massive cyst on my right ovary from the mega dose of Clomid I was on this month. My doctor said that he thinks I had another cyst but it burst already. So this basically means I have to take next month off Clomid or whatever other drugs he would try on me so the cyst can go away.

So now we just have to wait for the cyst to shrink or pop. So in the meantime the doc said it's going to be painful until it goes away. At least I got some Percocet to help with the pain! :)

Baseball overload!

On Saturday Brent's work had their annual softball game/BBQ in Sammamish. It was fun to be back at my old stompin' grounds!

Chip wasn't really impressed. He was more concerned with trying to get people to come over and pet him.Macie, on the other hand, was fascinated by the game. She actually watched more than I did!

My mom got Brent Yankee tickets for his birthday so later that night we dropped the puppies off at my mom's (thanks again Mom!) and went to the game!

A-Rod!

Yes, Brent wore his Yankees hat and Mariners jersey.

I really go to the game for the food. Mostly the garlic fries. We couldn't even finish them they were so garlic-y! Check out that pile on the right! And this is AFTER we ate a ton!

The good thing about garlic fries is when you both eat them you don't notice the other person stinking as much :)

Ode to Peanut Butter

If there is one thing I could eat everyday for the rest of my life, it would be peanut butter. See, I have always liked the stuff. But something happened my freshman year of college that would change my pallate forever (or at least a few years).

Back in February 2003 my ward had an ice skating activity at Seven Peaks in Provo. Since I used to take ice skating lessons I figured I would do great. Well, my first time around the ice we were doing a whip and I was on the end. I got whipped and that was the last thing I remember. I came around about 45 minutes later in the nurses station. I guess I had been up walking around and talking to people, but I don't remember a thing I said or did. I guess I also kept talking about how hot the guy helping me was. Whoops.

Anyway, I went to the hospital and found out that I had a concussion (no surprise). About a week later everything I ate tasted weird. Pretty much everything I ate tasted the same and it was a VERY gross taste. When food was cooking it also smelled like this weird taste and made me nauseous. Everything from rice to chicken Parmesan to cookies and french fries tasted the same. And very very gross. The only things I could really eat and taste were things that had a very distinct taste like pickles, oranges, and cherry fruit snacks.

I thought I was going crazy so I went to a neurologist to make sure everything was ok. He told me that this can happen when you get a concussion. You can damage your olfactory nerve which is where you get your smell/taste. He told me that I had a 60% chance of not getting better (thanks for the odds doc).

The worst part about this was that I could no longer eat anything I used to like! The hardest thing for me to not be able to eat was chocolate and peanut butter. I went 2 years without eating chocolate. I tried it every now and then but it still tasted gross to me. Gradually my normal sense of taste came back and I was able to eat rice, french fries, pasta, bread, jelly, cookies (all the stuff that made me gag before), but I still couldn't eat chocolate or peanut butter.

Finally after 2 years I tried chocolate one night and it tasted good again! I have never been so excited to eat chocolate in my life! About a year after Brent and I were married I decided I would try peanut butter. I occasionally sniffed the jar to see if it smelled like it used to, but it never did. Still gross. But one day I decided to try it and BAM! my peanut butter taster was back!!

Now it's another couple years later and I will never take peanut butter for granted again. I eat it every day (whether it be on a waffle or in M&M's and Reeses cups) and I will continue to do so for the rest of my life. I LOVE YOU PEANUT BUTTER!!!!!!!!!!