Nov 19th-26th: Henceforth known as "Wii Week", a joyous holiday

I think it would be accurate to say this last week was the best of our 3 month marriage. We spent four days straight together without having to work or homework.

Saturday: we camped out for the new Nintendo system, the Wii. It came out the evening of Saturday, the 18th at midnight (so technically, the 19th). Kenny skipped two classes to get to walmart at 10:30 friday morning to set up camp. He was the 17th in line. In the end, Walmart had only 20 systems (despite 27 people having camped out for one). I got there after work on friday. We used our tent we got last summer and hung out in walmart to keep warm. Friday night, we got ben to tent-sit for us and we went to a kalai concert, which I loved, and Kenny liked well enough until he fell asleep (an impressive feat, if you've ever heard kalai get into his loud mode). Really, the whole campout was a lot of fun, and Kenny is proud to be one of the first owners of a new Nintendo console. We’ve both really enjoyed playing the wii, though we are a bit sore from wii-bowling too much.

Sunday: Our three-month-a-versary. And sleeping in our wonderful bed instead of in a tent on the walmart sidewalk.

Monday and Tuesday: Nothing of note, other than much wii playing. The beginning of the wii soreness.

Wednesday: We both worked during the day, but in the evening we went to Walmart to get thanksgiving foods (apparently so did the rest of the county). We went to look at Christmas stuff, just because I love looking at Christmas stuff. As we looked at all the ornaments and lights, we decided, kind of of spur-of-the-moment, that with my new job we had more than enough money to buy Christmas! We got a lovely 7 ½ foot fake Christmas tree and a whole slew of red and gold ornaments (about 130 I think). I didn’t get them up until Saturday, but now we have a lovely tree and it feels like Christmas in our little home.

Thursday: Thanksgiving was great. We went to Lori’s house. Though everything was delicious I hardly ate a thing- I, unfortunately, was going through a no-appetite phase. I made a lemon meringue pie that, though it looked beautiful, tasted like it should have been refrigerated before served. I also made Heidi rolls which are labor intensive but delicious. I was quite proud of both. Oh, and the stove top stuffing. It was also delicious.

Friday: We had decided months ago that the day after thanksgiving would be a “together” day. I just need to always have a day to look forward to, and after the wedding I had trouble adjusting to not having something to anticipate. So Kenny proposed months ago that we make a “us holiday”. And we did. And it was great. We spent the whole day together. We played games and relaxed, then in the evening we went on a fancy dress-up date to the Chef’s table (a swanky restaurant- about $30/plate). We have saved up our date money for weeks so we could afford it, and it was worth it. I got tenderloin marsala and Kenny get bacon-wrapped steak. Then we shared a yummy pastry-flaky-apple delight called a “beggars purse”.

Saturday: We discovered that we have actually had cable for our TV all along, we just never hooked it up. This meant I could watch the BYU- UofU football game, which is great, cause it was an AWESOME game. BYU scored its winning touchdown seconds after the clock had run out, so it was a very intense game and I’m so glad we won, and that I got to watch it. Also, it was Ben's birthday. Kenny made a delicious chocolate cake from scratch and bought Ben an X-men book (about Dark Phoenix) that Ben seemed REALLY excited about. It was fun to have him over.

Really, it was one of the best weeks of my life, mostly because I got to spend so much time with my wonderful husband. He’s so fun and sweet and he just makes me so happy. Seriously I feel like it was a second honeymoon because we are just that close right now. So lovey-dovey and happy. So hurray! Hurray for wii week!

The adventure began before I even got to work

I never did post this little bit that I wrote about my first-day-at-work adventures. I figured I might as well now, even though it is old news:
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So everyone who knows me has known how excited I was for my new job. Today was going to be my first day, with new hire orientation starting at 9 am.
Last night I felt like I had a cold coming on, so I took some nyquil, hoping to wipe it out before it got going again. Then this morning, at about 8:15 am, after Kenny had left for school, while I was in the shower, I started feeling a little queasy. So I sat down. I was near the end of my shower (thankfully) and was just rubbing my body wash poof around on me when I past out (in the shower, while sitting down). When I came to, I just lay on the floor of the shower for a while calling out "honey" until I realized Kenny wasn't home (if he had been we would have been showering together- we usually do.) Anyways, after a few minutes I felt nauseous but I was so weak that the most I could do was literally flop my wet self onto the floor of the bathroom and hover in front of the toilet til I threw up. To the vomit's credit, it wasn't that bad. I've had much worse. Once I had the strength, I crawled to my phone and called Lori, who came immediately, no questions asked, even though she could have slept in and gone to work.

This isn't the firs time it's happened. The first was at the doctor's office I worked at my senior year. I was telling a story, sitting down, and just kinda randomly keeled over. All of the nurses claimed different tests to do on me ("I'll get her glucose levels" "I claim her blood pressure" and so forth,) but we couldn't really pin it on anything. About 6 months later when I came home from college, I had a whole slew of tests (MRI, EEG, Holter Monitor) but apparently I'm perfectly healthy. The next time was freshman year in the dorms. I was waiting for my friend Jonah to come over for dinner when I felt queasy and sat down on the floor of the kitchen. When I came to, I threw up and scared the crap out of my poor little RA. Kevin was the first sibling to answer his phone and he took me to the ER. He was so sweet. I kept throwing up, and he would just rub my back. The conclusion from the ER was just that by the time I got there I was dehydrated.
The next one takes the cake. I was giving a presentation to the Law School Deans and Law Society mucky-mucks when I announced I needed to sit down. I remember trying to go to the right to grab a chair, but I came to far to the left with a nasty bump on my head from the tiered seating in there. My dear boss as well as some nice Career Services ladies helped walk me out to the hallway, where I announced I needed to sit down. Whoever was supporting my right side moved out of the way so I could lean up against the wall. At the exact moment that they moved away, I passed out INTO the brick wall. After I had come to and figured out what was going on, I told them to grab Lori who also worked there. So Lori comes downstairs and just sees my feet sticking out behind a corner and I could hear her chuckle. The BYU EMS came and measured my levels and everything seemed fine.

So that's the history. This isn't the first time, nor is this diagnosable. Lori convinced me to call into work, on my first day, mind you, and tell them what was up. She helped me finish getting dressed and drove me up there so I could at least give them my new hire paperwork. We got me a doctor's appointment at 10:30 so I wasn't at work long.
At the doctor's office, I was just very tired. Kept wanted to slump over. My blood pressure was normal, if not high, for me- 92 over 60 something. The doctor really wants to figure this thing out but isn't hopeful since I've been tested before. On our way out they had me give a blood sample. Needles don't bug me, but the change in blood pressure is never good. Sure enough, once they were done drawing blood, I felt queasy again. I asked the nurse to get some water and just after she left the room, as I was telling Lori I was feeling better, I passed out again. Lori, bless her heart, rushed over and caught me before I fell again. More puking, more weakness, and that was about it.
I went home and relaxed for a while. Kenny got Ben to come so they could give me a blessing, which was really appreciated. I threw up a few more times over the course of the evening and had no appetite for a while, but it eventually subsided. I was able to go into work the next day, no problem. Fortunately (I think) I had a bad cold so no one asked why I wasn't at work the day before.
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Alright, so here is the three-week update:
I must have gotten a concussion because the headache lasted about a week. After that, there was the relapsed cold.
I've been unwilling to shower alone ever since, but fortunately Kenny and I usually shower together anyways so it isn't a big deal.
The other night I took nyquil so I could sleep, then the next morning while showering (something about that hot water), I got dizzy again; sat down- still dizzy; laid down and at least didn't pass out. I had to lay there in the shower, with poor Kenny going "You still with me, hun?", for a while, but it worked out int he end and we both went about our day. So hey, maybe nyquil just does that to me. For now we are waiting for insurancy stuff before I pursue diagnosis further.

One Lucky Girl

Life is good. I mean, REALLY good. Almost anyone who knows me knows I've had issues with depression- I ju8st hope that no one thinks it is because I feel like my life isn't great. I've always had everything I wanted/needed with a lot of luck on the side. It's just hard feeling worthy of such things.
First of all, I have the sweetest husband ever. The only fights we ever have are mostly because I want to be better for him and don't know how. And those are few and far between. My only sadness comes from how often he is away from home- these days it seems like almost every day he doesn't get home until 8 in the evening, and then he usually has homework. A couple of days ago he came home at 5 and I wasn't home til 6- when I walked through the door he popped up and said " I'm soo glad my wife is home! Oh, now I know how lonely it is for you everyday!" And now he hates leaving me home alone. Really, it isn't so bad so long as one of our 10 TV channels is playing something worthwhile. Hurray for the History channel!

And then there's the new job. Yesterday was my last day ever at Heritage and I'm so happy. I really hated it. I was coming home from work in a horrid mood 2 or 3 times a week because work ust did that. Tears at work weren't uncommon either. But we were getting by. We had a great budget worked out.
But now... If we were to stay on the same budget, we could put about $1500 to savings each month. Well, to savings and/or loans- we're going to get our student, vespa and car loans paid off so that we won't have to worry about them later when we're living on a teacher's salary and have kids. It's hard because I know this is the only time in my young life that we will have any extra money- part of me wants to go on a huge shopping spree. I need cute clothes (I havne't really bought new clothes in a year and half) and I want to decorate our apartment all cute. But it's all about priorities... Kenny just reminds me that we are saving for a baby, and then I put my wallet away.

In short, I don't think I've ever been so happy as I am now.