I'm slightly frustrated.
Over the last week and a half or so, I've developed nasty bone-tired exhaustion during the day, especially around 5 or 6 pm. The type of exhaustion where you seriously don't think know if you can function? Yeah, that type. I usually end up napping for an hour or two because I simply can't stop it.
Then after going to bed, no matter what time I go to bed, I have been waking up around 2 am and not going back to sleep until 4am or so, after my newly-found bathroom run. And because of being awake during the night, I've not been waking up until AT LEAST 11:30 or later.
When we went to the doctor on this past Tuesday, I talked to the doctor about it. He said I could take a 1/2 B-12 or 1/2 a Benadryl if the insomnia gets too bad. When I was there, it was also discovered that I've lost 3 pounds in a week (I had gone to the doctor the week before for some nasty cramping). The nurse asked the usual question: are you eating? are you vomiting excessively? Yes. No, not puking. So, I asked the doctor about it and he wasn't too concerned. He asked about my eating habits and drinking. He said as long as I continue to eat healthy(-ish...I'm still craving Kettle cooked chips but that's going away) and drink fluids, I'm alright.
So I came home and told myself that I would not nap unless I fell asleep standing up :) I've also stopped drinking fluids past 9 and although that has not helped the going to the bathroom, it has decreased the urgency :) Not napping has helped the insomnia and again, not drinking as much as late has also helped. I'm still sleeping until at least 10:30 -11:00 but I'm not sure what else to do about it. I feel like such a slacker for sleeping so long and I hate it. What I hate more is the comments - told to me by family that I think don't mean anything but it, but "Well, I wish I could do that" or "My work day is half over by then". Yeah, I know. It hurts.
Today, I woke up around 6:30 when Caleb left for work and didn't fall asleep again until 9, when I was watching the news. I just woke up around 11 when Caleb called from work.
I need lunch and try to eat...I'm hungry, I feel hungry but once I start eating, I don't feel very hungry. Last night, we got Wendy's chili because it sounded soooo good and I ate about a 1/4 of the large container, a few bites of fries and 1/4 of a burger. I did eat the Frosty and then ate a Cherry Cheesecake flurry later...but both of those caused serious stomach aches later.
Nothing really sounds good right now but I need to go eat something. Did anyone else experience this in their earlier weeks of pregnancy? Just curious. The doctor doesn't seem too concerned right now, so I guess for now I'm just curious to see if I'm weird or what :)
And on top of all of this, mom went in for her treatment yesterday and she had a really high heart rate. They made her stand up and took it again, and it was still high. So they sat her down and gave her additional fluids along with the medications and fluids she usually gets. Then, they sent her home with MORE fluids [she cried :( ] and told her that if it was still super high today, she's going back to the hospital. They didn't really tell her why and she was going to ask today if it was the medications (she just switched to a different antibiotics two days ago) or what. There are two doctors seeing her case - Dr. K and Dr. O. Dr. K told her that she had three more weeks of IV antibiotics. Dr. O, who I see and really like, said that yes she DID have three weeks and then she would be re-evaluated to see if she needed longer. They did a blood test earlier in the week and she still has bacteria in her blood stream. She will, no matter when she stops the IV treatment, be on oral antibiotics.
My mom is tired and sick... and sick and tired of feeling that way.
So are we.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Another momma hiccup from my momma
Seriously, if my momma doesn't knock this stuff off, I'm going to have to withhold her Frosty Boy indefinitely...which she really doesn't need or at this time, even want. But STILL...
Mom went in for her daily antibiotic treatment and long story short, they've had to quickly change to a different antibiotic.
The original two, one that starts with a a C and one with a R, have been what's she gets once a day, with both running about an hour. She has been having some achy feeling in her forearms the last few days but didn't think much about it. Evidently, it was a bigger deal.
The C antibiotic has been building up in her muscles, causing some proteins/level of something to "leak". Basically, this protein (I think it's proteins...I can't remember) should be at/around 100. Mom was at over 5,000. ACK! This is somewhat common in the C medication but needs to be fixed pronto.
She's also been experiencing these weird attacks where she gets extremely antsy, visbly shaking and unconsolable. The doctor told her that it was withdrawl from the Vicodin...only she hasn't had any in a few days, so we're confused. Caleb made a good point tonight - what if this extra amount of protein/stuff is what making her have these attacks? Good question. I wish I had thought to ask her...maybe I'll remember tomorrow :)
SO...
She is now getting a medication V and the other original one, R. I am only using letters because I can't remember what they're actually called! The only thing is, the new medication has to drip for 3 hours twice a day. UGH! And, there HAS to be a 12 hour period between the stop time of the first run and the start time of the second. So, she gets her morning dosage at the PICC Center and they're making sure she doesn't get any later appointment than 10...like tomorrow. Which will then cause her night drip to start at 1 am.... poor momma.
In addition to that, she had a reaction to her first run of the new medication today. She got itchy all over - so, they had to give her some saline solution and a Benadryl. Poor poor momma. They're going to "fiddle" with the amounts/time to drip/etc., in hopes of not having a repeat tomorrow.
She still has bacteria in her bloodstream, which I understand as, could be indicative of infection. BUT, the amount of bacteria in her blood is much lower than before :) She still has another 3 weeks of antibiotics and who knows after that.
It has been a long few weeks..okay, a lot of weeks. Her initial knee replacement surgery took place on Monday, June 22, 2009. It's now July 28, 2009....
It makes me cry to think of all that she's gone, going and will have to go through...she is such a strong woman. And my father and sisters are so incredibly strong, too. There were a few days that I was seriously very very scared. And I can only imagine what she was thinking/feeling as well.
But she's finally doing better - she sounds like my momma, is laughing like my momma and is all around being more like my momma :)
Mom went in for her daily antibiotic treatment and long story short, they've had to quickly change to a different antibiotic.
The original two, one that starts with a a C and one with a R, have been what's she gets once a day, with both running about an hour. She has been having some achy feeling in her forearms the last few days but didn't think much about it. Evidently, it was a bigger deal.
The C antibiotic has been building up in her muscles, causing some proteins/level of something to "leak". Basically, this protein (I think it's proteins...I can't remember) should be at/around 100. Mom was at over 5,000. ACK! This is somewhat common in the C medication but needs to be fixed pronto.
She's also been experiencing these weird attacks where she gets extremely antsy, visbly shaking and unconsolable. The doctor told her that it was withdrawl from the Vicodin...only she hasn't had any in a few days, so we're confused. Caleb made a good point tonight - what if this extra amount of protein/stuff is what making her have these attacks? Good question. I wish I had thought to ask her...maybe I'll remember tomorrow :)
SO...
She is now getting a medication V and the other original one, R. I am only using letters because I can't remember what they're actually called! The only thing is, the new medication has to drip for 3 hours twice a day. UGH! And, there HAS to be a 12 hour period between the stop time of the first run and the start time of the second. So, she gets her morning dosage at the PICC Center and they're making sure she doesn't get any later appointment than 10...like tomorrow. Which will then cause her night drip to start at 1 am.... poor momma.
In addition to that, she had a reaction to her first run of the new medication today. She got itchy all over - so, they had to give her some saline solution and a Benadryl. Poor poor momma. They're going to "fiddle" with the amounts/time to drip/etc., in hopes of not having a repeat tomorrow.
She still has bacteria in her bloodstream, which I understand as, could be indicative of infection. BUT, the amount of bacteria in her blood is much lower than before :) She still has another 3 weeks of antibiotics and who knows after that.
It has been a long few weeks..okay, a lot of weeks. Her initial knee replacement surgery took place on Monday, June 22, 2009. It's now July 28, 2009....
It makes me cry to think of all that she's gone, going and will have to go through...she is such a strong woman. And my father and sisters are so incredibly strong, too. There were a few days that I was seriously very very scared. And I can only imagine what she was thinking/feeling as well.
But she's finally doing better - she sounds like my momma, is laughing like my momma and is all around being more like my momma :)
14 weeks and counting...
We have made it to 14 weeks with this miracle! We just got back from the doctor, who said that I'm doing well. My nausea has decreased a ton and I'm feeling hungry - although today, compared to my weight last week, I've lost almost 3 pounds. The doctor wasn't too concerned.
He did say that if my insomnia gets too bad (I'm bone-tired-can't-move-a-muscle-exhausted around 5 pm and WIDE flippin' awake, no matter what time I go to bed, between 2 and 4 am, right before I have to run downstairs to go to the bathroom), I can take a B-12 or 1/2 a Benadryl to help.
He did a heartbeat check and the baby was moving around - we could actually hear him/her moving as we listened to their wonderful 150's heartbeat : )
I am one happy momma! And daddy was equally excited. The doctor was very pleased and we're all sighing a tiny bit bigger breath with each visit. I go see him again in 2 weeks, when we'll be 16 weeks! It's so crazy to think that this is happening. This is working. This is real. It's so joyful and still somewhat scary but I'm trying to remember that God has this. :)
He did say that if my insomnia gets too bad (I'm bone-tired-can't-move-a-muscle-exhausted around 5 pm and WIDE flippin' awake, no matter what time I go to bed, between 2 and 4 am, right before I have to run downstairs to go to the bathroom), I can take a B-12 or 1/2 a Benadryl to help.
He did a heartbeat check and the baby was moving around - we could actually hear him/her moving as we listened to their wonderful 150's heartbeat : )
I am one happy momma! And daddy was equally excited. The doctor was very pleased and we're all sighing a tiny bit bigger breath with each visit. I go see him again in 2 weeks, when we'll be 16 weeks! It's so crazy to think that this is happening. This is working. This is real. It's so joyful and still somewhat scary but I'm trying to remember that God has this. :)
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Public Service Announcement
Making blueberry pies is spectacular. It's especially spectacular to make the pie for your unsuspecting husband when he comes home from work.
With that being said, when making said pie (or any pie for that matter), please remember to put a cookie sheet under the pie while baking.
Don't be a dork like me and forget this very crucial step.
Why, do you say, is this such a crucial step?
Well, if I had followed my own advice, my house would not be smelling like burnt blueberry marshmallows....and I would not be gagging.
So remember folks, ALWAYS put a cookie sheet under your pie while it bakes. It makes using your oven later a very pleasant experience.
That is all.
With that being said, when making said pie (or any pie for that matter), please remember to put a cookie sheet under the pie while baking.
Don't be a dork like me and forget this very crucial step.
Why, do you say, is this such a crucial step?
Well, if I had followed my own advice, my house would not be smelling like burnt blueberry marshmallows....and I would not be gagging.
So remember folks, ALWAYS put a cookie sheet under your pie while it bakes. It makes using your oven later a very pleasant experience.
That is all.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Exciting news!
So, I sent out the massive emails, letting our extended families and friends know our news...although we've found out that some of our family members somehow figured out/were told by someone other than us. We're not mad - just sad that we weren't the ones to tell them.
Anywho, on with the news.
I've been sick. Tired. REALLY really really tired. And sick. Oh yeah, I'm developing this great look of "I've- eaten-24-Tim-Horton's-Boston-Creme-doughnuts"...
I'm 13 weeks pregnant. :)
After losing three babies, we are cautiously excited. There's something to be said about how miscarriges change the way you approach a pregnancy. And maybe it's just the way that I allow the miscarriages to change my views. Either way, this pregnancy is being handled so differently than any of our other three:
-We have changed to a different OB and are very happy with how he is handling us and this pregnancy, even though we weren't totally sold on him the first time we met him. It took us praying about it to realize that he really was what we needed. He's upfront and honest and gives us options, giving us his opinion but yet also giving us the room to make our own decision.
-Our OB told us when we first met with him (before we were pregnant) that he would see us on a regular basis. And he has kept his word. I saw the nurse two days after we found out that we were pregnant, to do paperwork, go over our history and to get bloodwork done. I met with the doctor less than a week later. He did an ultrasound to check for a sac, placenta and to make sure my uterus was okay. It was :) He has seen me every 2 weeks (or close to it) since. We have had another ultrasound at 7 weeks because he couldn't find the heartbeat. We saw the baby bean, saw their heart flickering away and was able to hear it via the ultrasound machine. We have seen him at 9, 11/12 weeks and have heard the baby's heartbeat both times. It was amazing each time :)
-He is quick to get me in if I experience problems and has said he would do whatever he can to help us. I was experiencing intense migraine headache this past Friday, Saturday and Sunday - complete with losing my vision in my left eye (an aura). I usually do Imtrex injections; however those are a big no-no when pregnant. I was also experiencing some strong cramping on Sunday, which lasted nearly 9 hours. I called early Monday and was able to get in on Tuesday morning. The cramping, he figures, is from the baby and my belly growing. He gave me some stronger Tylenol to take if I get another migraine. I didn't fill the prescription on Tuesday thinking I didn't need it - as soon as I stepped into the house after my appointment, I got anther aura and migraine :( This one wasn't quite as bad.
We are excited to see what God has in store for us - His plan for us as a couple, and now, as parents-to-be. I'm trying to be patient and just let God handle this...it's just so incredibly hard. I guess that's where I need to work on.
Now that I'm 13 weeks (the farthest we have gone in any of our pregnancies!), I'm experiencing a little less nausea but increased exhaustion - bone weary, can't move a muscle exhaustion. I sleep at least 9 hours a day and usually nap. Today, I haven't napped yet and I can feel it. I'm tired. And a wee bit cranky. I think it's a major blessing that I'm not working this summer because I seriously do not know how I'd be able to function teaching. It's THAT bad.
On that note, I'm going to go make a snack and then nap until Caleb comes back from my in-laws to change the brakes on my car.
*I feel so much better now that I am able to talk about the pregnancy openly now that everyone knows....It took everything in both of us, as well as our immediate families and closest friends, to not say anything...*
Anywho, on with the news.
I've been sick. Tired. REALLY really really tired. And sick. Oh yeah, I'm developing this great look of "I've- eaten-24-Tim-Horton's-Boston-Creme-doughnuts"...
I'm 13 weeks pregnant. :)
After losing three babies, we are cautiously excited. There's something to be said about how miscarriges change the way you approach a pregnancy. And maybe it's just the way that I allow the miscarriages to change my views. Either way, this pregnancy is being handled so differently than any of our other three:
-We have changed to a different OB and are very happy with how he is handling us and this pregnancy, even though we weren't totally sold on him the first time we met him. It took us praying about it to realize that he really was what we needed. He's upfront and honest and gives us options, giving us his opinion but yet also giving us the room to make our own decision.
-Our OB told us when we first met with him (before we were pregnant) that he would see us on a regular basis. And he has kept his word. I saw the nurse two days after we found out that we were pregnant, to do paperwork, go over our history and to get bloodwork done. I met with the doctor less than a week later. He did an ultrasound to check for a sac, placenta and to make sure my uterus was okay. It was :) He has seen me every 2 weeks (or close to it) since. We have had another ultrasound at 7 weeks because he couldn't find the heartbeat. We saw the baby bean, saw their heart flickering away and was able to hear it via the ultrasound machine. We have seen him at 9, 11/12 weeks and have heard the baby's heartbeat both times. It was amazing each time :)
-He is quick to get me in if I experience problems and has said he would do whatever he can to help us. I was experiencing intense migraine headache this past Friday, Saturday and Sunday - complete with losing my vision in my left eye (an aura). I usually do Imtrex injections; however those are a big no-no when pregnant. I was also experiencing some strong cramping on Sunday, which lasted nearly 9 hours. I called early Monday and was able to get in on Tuesday morning. The cramping, he figures, is from the baby and my belly growing. He gave me some stronger Tylenol to take if I get another migraine. I didn't fill the prescription on Tuesday thinking I didn't need it - as soon as I stepped into the house after my appointment, I got anther aura and migraine :( This one wasn't quite as bad.
We are excited to see what God has in store for us - His plan for us as a couple, and now, as parents-to-be. I'm trying to be patient and just let God handle this...it's just so incredibly hard. I guess that's where I need to work on.
Now that I'm 13 weeks (the farthest we have gone in any of our pregnancies!), I'm experiencing a little less nausea but increased exhaustion - bone weary, can't move a muscle exhaustion. I sleep at least 9 hours a day and usually nap. Today, I haven't napped yet and I can feel it. I'm tired. And a wee bit cranky. I think it's a major blessing that I'm not working this summer because I seriously do not know how I'd be able to function teaching. It's THAT bad.
On that note, I'm going to go make a snack and then nap until Caleb comes back from my in-laws to change the brakes on my car.
*I feel so much better now that I am able to talk about the pregnancy openly now that everyone knows....It took everything in both of us, as well as our immediate families and closest friends, to not say anything...*
Monday, July 20, 2009
Still trying to figure out this whole "motivation" thing
I'm exhausted today and I got up at 10 am! It's days like these that make me feel extremely lazy.
I am still fighting the migraine that took the vision out of my left eye on Friday (I get auras when the migraine is going to be a doozy). I usually take Imitrex through injection when the aura appears because if I don't, I'm in for it. On Friday, however, I didn't because I had already made plans to run a few errands and have lunch with my baby sister (who is 20 and taller than me!) while my mom had her antibiotic treatment. So, I took some Tylenol after the aura finally decided to disappear and have had an annoying and moderate headache ever since. I don't like to take the Imitrex if it's just a moderate headache (although I had major light sensitivity on Saturday and sound and light sensitivity yesterday) because that stuff knocks me out for a good 24 hours and then leaves me in a druken-like state for another 24 - 48 hours. It's not pretty.
Caleb and I went to see my mom yesterday (and the rest of my family!) and she's doing alright. She had a low-grade fever yesterday and today...and right now, they can't figure out why. She's getting bombarded with heavy-duty antibiotics, so I really can't see (and either can anyone else) how she could have an infection that would be causing the fever. Her incision sight is not red, swollen or draining, so it looks good. She may just have a "bug" - they drew blood yesterday and today to find out what is going on.
My uncle has cancer in his kidney, his ribcage and in his back, near his shoulder blades. He had a rough day last week, just handling with this new life-altering development. We should find out today or tomorrow about what exactly they are going to do - treatment plan, surgery, if any, etc. It's scary and I can only imagine how he and my aunt are feeling.
Caleb's grandfather is home now - he had some internal digestive issues that are hopefully now resolved. We're praying that he's on the way to feeling better.
Not a whole lot else going on right now... there are a few more things that I want to share, but I want to pray about it some more before I share.
Caleb is over at my in-law's trying to fix the brakes on my car - he just called and said that they haven't gotten the brakes off yet (he got there an hour ago) because they can't find the correct size of allen wrench. He and his dad, it sounds, are both frustrated. I'm concerned that they may not be able to get the brakes if the places close...I have NO idea where they would go (Auto Zone?) or what time any type of store like that closes. I'm thankful and incredibly blessed for my husband and his dad who is more than willing to help us out with mechanical and household stuff. We have had to call in an electrician (but it didn't cost anything) and are having to recruit roofers but other than that, our dads have helped out so much.
I guess I'll be eating dinner by myself tonight... tacos or cereal?
I am still fighting the migraine that took the vision out of my left eye on Friday (I get auras when the migraine is going to be a doozy). I usually take Imitrex through injection when the aura appears because if I don't, I'm in for it. On Friday, however, I didn't because I had already made plans to run a few errands and have lunch with my baby sister (who is 20 and taller than me!) while my mom had her antibiotic treatment. So, I took some Tylenol after the aura finally decided to disappear and have had an annoying and moderate headache ever since. I don't like to take the Imitrex if it's just a moderate headache (although I had major light sensitivity on Saturday and sound and light sensitivity yesterday) because that stuff knocks me out for a good 24 hours and then leaves me in a druken-like state for another 24 - 48 hours. It's not pretty.
Caleb and I went to see my mom yesterday (and the rest of my family!) and she's doing alright. She had a low-grade fever yesterday and today...and right now, they can't figure out why. She's getting bombarded with heavy-duty antibiotics, so I really can't see (and either can anyone else) how she could have an infection that would be causing the fever. Her incision sight is not red, swollen or draining, so it looks good. She may just have a "bug" - they drew blood yesterday and today to find out what is going on.
My uncle has cancer in his kidney, his ribcage and in his back, near his shoulder blades. He had a rough day last week, just handling with this new life-altering development. We should find out today or tomorrow about what exactly they are going to do - treatment plan, surgery, if any, etc. It's scary and I can only imagine how he and my aunt are feeling.
Caleb's grandfather is home now - he had some internal digestive issues that are hopefully now resolved. We're praying that he's on the way to feeling better.
Not a whole lot else going on right now... there are a few more things that I want to share, but I want to pray about it some more before I share.
Caleb is over at my in-law's trying to fix the brakes on my car - he just called and said that they haven't gotten the brakes off yet (he got there an hour ago) because they can't find the correct size of allen wrench. He and his dad, it sounds, are both frustrated. I'm concerned that they may not be able to get the brakes if the places close...I have NO idea where they would go (Auto Zone?) or what time any type of store like that closes. I'm thankful and incredibly blessed for my husband and his dad who is more than willing to help us out with mechanical and household stuff. We have had to call in an electrician (but it didn't cost anything) and are having to recruit roofers but other than that, our dads have helped out so much.
I guess I'll be eating dinner by myself tonight... tacos or cereal?
Friday, July 17, 2009
Life has calmed down some around here. I use the word "some" very very very loosely.
Mom had her first antibiotic treatment at the PICC center yesterday and did wonderfully. They slowed the drip down of the medication that they think made her so violently ill the other day and she didn't take two of her blood pressure medications until AFTER the treatment. She sounded SO much better and talking to her last night, she said that she felt a million times better than on Wednesday when she was taken to the ER.
On Wednesday, we found out that my husband's grandfather was also in the hospital with some problems. Caleb talked to his mom Wednesday night but wasn't able to call them last night (sheer exhaustion took over and no, it's not an excuse for not calling. We should have called but didn't. We stink sometimes like that.) and hasn't had a chance yet to talk to his parents today.
On Wednesday, we also found out that my uncle has cancer in his spinal vertebrae, on his ribcage and in his kidneys. According to my dad, who was getting the information from my aunt (who is my mom's sister), they don't know where the cancer originated from, but they do know that he as a lot of the cancer in his bones. My uncle is my mom's oldest brother, my aunt is mom's older sister and then my mom has a brother that is younger than her.
Evidently, my aunt and my dad have known about this for awhile but didn't tell mom until Wednesday, while she was in the ER. Maybe not the smartest move ever, but whatever.
I talked to my sister and she said that my aunt had gone to visit my Uncle and he seems to be doing okay. She treated him with homemade peanut butter cookies (where you make the cross-hatch pattern on the top with forks dipped in sugar) and he loved them - they are his favorite kind of cookie! And she told him that she would treat him to chocolate milk and doughnuts, something that we would always look forward to having when we go visit him and my aunt. That, and watching old Westerns on TV while we ate :) I haven't talked to my aunt, my uncle's wife, yet but I think I may talk to her this weekend.
I think that's all the medical stuff for now. We had a roofer come out and give us an estimate and we're waiting on two more. Caleb and I have a plan of cleaning out the fridge, doing laundry, doing grocery shopping, and changing all four breaks on my car this weekend...oh joy! But it will be nice not to have a car that grinds every.single.time.you brake.
Mom had her first antibiotic treatment at the PICC center yesterday and did wonderfully. They slowed the drip down of the medication that they think made her so violently ill the other day and she didn't take two of her blood pressure medications until AFTER the treatment. She sounded SO much better and talking to her last night, she said that she felt a million times better than on Wednesday when she was taken to the ER.
On Wednesday, we found out that my husband's grandfather was also in the hospital with some problems. Caleb talked to his mom Wednesday night but wasn't able to call them last night (sheer exhaustion took over and no, it's not an excuse for not calling. We should have called but didn't. We stink sometimes like that.) and hasn't had a chance yet to talk to his parents today.
On Wednesday, we also found out that my uncle has cancer in his spinal vertebrae, on his ribcage and in his kidneys. According to my dad, who was getting the information from my aunt (who is my mom's sister), they don't know where the cancer originated from, but they do know that he as a lot of the cancer in his bones. My uncle is my mom's oldest brother, my aunt is mom's older sister and then my mom has a brother that is younger than her.
Evidently, my aunt and my dad have known about this for awhile but didn't tell mom until Wednesday, while she was in the ER. Maybe not the smartest move ever, but whatever.
I talked to my sister and she said that my aunt had gone to visit my Uncle and he seems to be doing okay. She treated him with homemade peanut butter cookies (where you make the cross-hatch pattern on the top with forks dipped in sugar) and he loved them - they are his favorite kind of cookie! And she told him that she would treat him to chocolate milk and doughnuts, something that we would always look forward to having when we go visit him and my aunt. That, and watching old Westerns on TV while we ate :) I haven't talked to my aunt, my uncle's wife, yet but I think I may talk to her this weekend.
I think that's all the medical stuff for now. We had a roofer come out and give us an estimate and we're waiting on two more. Caleb and I have a plan of cleaning out the fridge, doing laundry, doing grocery shopping, and changing all four breaks on my car this weekend...oh joy! But it will be nice not to have a car that grinds every.single.time.you brake.
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