Blah

Today I'm feeling blah. Anyone else have days like this? There is no other way to describe it other than blah. I can tell that besides not feeling the greatest, it's getting close to that time of the month because me & everything else is just blah (besides the fact that everything makes me irritable... my poor husband). I look at some of my friends like my gorgeous & hilarious friend Chloe and think... why can't I be her? Why can't I be more like her or like her?? WHY?! Then Brock says to me... Why can't you just be happy with who you are? Because I'm a girl & that's what we do. :)

Yesterday was another adventurous day at work. We had an Alzheimer's patient who was quite entertaining. If it wasn't against the law, I would have recorded him so you could get a taste of what I was able to experience. He was so cute (probably because he was nice and not yelling at the world I was trying to kill him). He was laying in his bed and all of the sudden he starts to squawk. That's the best way I can describe it other than it kinda sounded like a monkey. I think he heard us laughing at the nurse's station because he kept doing it. Then in a high pitched girly voice he says, "Nurse, help me nurse!" I just thought it was so funny. I ended up going into his room at one point and he looked at me & said, "I love you." So I said, "I love you too, darling." His eyes got SO big and he said, "You do?! How much?" I held up my arms really wide and said, "This much." He then says, "Wow, that's a lot. Come here and give me a kiss." I said, "How bout I blow you a kiss?" I blew him a kiss and he said, "More." So I blew another one. "More," he says. I blow another one. "More," he says again. I finally said, "Ok, knock it off!" He just laughed and started squawking again. I used to think it wouldn't be so bad having Alzheimer's because you're in your own little world. Now, after seeing patient's with it I don't want it ever. Most of the time Alzheimer's patients are scared to death because they don't know who they are or where they are at. Some co-workers & I were talking about when we get older and what we think we will be like if we become confused. It was decided one would be a bed wetter, the other would be a poo flinger, and the another would be a dirty old man. I thought it was funny. Twisted... but funny.

Update on Brock.... he gets his stitches out this Tuesday (yay!) and we start physical therapy right away. He gets better & better everyday. I'm still doing a lot of things for him but he can feed himself and actually pee by himself depending on what he's wearing. My baby is growing up so fast!! Haha just kidding. Anyways, that's it for now. Hope everyone else has a non-blah day!!!

Yumminess

I have discovered a new show that is slowly becoming one of my favorites. It's kinda cheesy but totally worth it (see pictures below). It's called The Legend of the Seeker. I don't always get to watch it but when I do... it makes my day. I just had to share this piece of yumminess with everyone. Don't worry, I know I'm married. But if I wasn't....

(He kinda looks like Brock.... ha! And I look like the hottie below)

By the way, Brock is doing really good. The doctor had us stay overnight for pain control which was a fabulous idea. Brock got out of surgery and was in excruciating pain. It was really hard to not go into nurse mode. It was really hard to see him in pain too. He was hurting so bad he wanted him arms cut off. They had to pump him full of pain medication before he finally was somewhat comfortable. I called my brothers-in-law Eric & Jim and had them give Brock a blessing. Brock ended up having a pretty good night. He did have a hard time peeing (which is normal after anesthesia) so the nurse made him get up every 2 hours and try to pee which meant I got up every two hours because he didn't want anyone to see him naked. We came home the next day and I've been keeping him drugged up pretty good. He improves every day which is awesome. He did scare me the other day though. Saturday morning I was getting ready for work and he woke up and had to pee. So I helped him to the bathroom and as he's sitting on the toilet, it was making a running noise. You know the noise when the chain gets caught and the toilet makes a running noise every so often? Well, this is our conversation as he's doing his thing.

Brock: What's that noise?

Me: It's nothing just the toilet being weird. I'll take care of it.

Brock: It's ok... I'm a plumber I can fix it, I just want to know what you do to fix it. Why are you all dressed up?

Me (in scrubs): I have to work today remember?

Brock: Honey, you need to tell me these things.

Then he just kept saying random things it was so funny. I was so scared though because I was worried he was going to do something crazy and hurt himself before his mom got there to be with him. I was so worried and almost didn't go in to work. He's good now so I'm happy. I must have drugged him a little too much. Oops :)

Happy Birthday My Little Handicap

Brock turned 26 years old on January 6th!! Wow, he's getting old. Haha ok not really but I give him a hard time. For his birthday, we woke up and went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast. Not only is it one of our favorite restaurants but that is also where we had our first date. After breakfast, I surprised Brock with horseback riding. Why horseback riding?? Because my city boy husband has NEVER, I repeat, NEVER been on a horse! Un-American. Well don't worry I fixed that. He was totally surprised (yay!). We went way out to Apache Junction to O.K. Corral. We met a nice lady from Canada who had a rad accent. There were two other people riding with us from Minnesota. Here are some pictures from our ride.

My cutie pie

Me chillin' like a villain

I love the look on Brock's face. It's a mix of "What am I doing?" and "This is gonna be cool."

A view of our ride. Gotta love that Arizona beauty

Our nice tour guide took a picture of us...He kept calling us Arizona. Brock was in the very back.

This is Brock on a horse named Katie. She looked really old. The funniest thing happened to Brock on our trail ride. Brock was in the very back and all of the sudden I hear this "Whoa!" I look back and Brock's horse decided she had an itch... she was walking through these bushes that were almost as tall as I was. It was hilarious... but I guess you kinda had to be there. My horse was named Whiskey and he kept stopping to eat. It was awesome. I usually let him eat for a minute then I would put him back on track. Now Brock can say he has ridden a horse. After the horseback ride, we went to see the movie Avatar. It was pretty good. Long, but good. Brock was like a kid in a candy store watching the movie. He wants an Avatar... no, I take that back. He wants to BE an Avatar. He's so funny... he gets so caught up in the movie and I honestly think he believes it's real. He cried when I told him it wasn't real. Just kidding not really. That would be kinda funny/sad. So... now onto the rest of the birthday events. Brock and his brothers went to Yuma to ride the dunes for a couple days and Brock came back looking like this....

I know Brock is going to kill me for putting this picture up. I just had to show off my Saran Wrap job. We had to cover his arms for his shower so I used Saran Wrap and painters tape. Anyways, I get this phone call from his brother Eric last Saturday informing me Brock has been hurt but he's going to be ok. Ummm, come again? Brock is always pulling my chain so I thought his brother was helping him play a trick on me. He's like the Boy Who Cried Wolf. I asked him if he was joking and he said he wished he was. Then, in the background I can hear machines beeping and I knew this was no joke. All I was told at first was Brock crashed pretty hard but he's stable and they're going to do x-rays and a CT scan. I wait & wait with nothing (meanwhile going crazy) from anyone. Brock's brothers didn't know a whole lot either. Finally, Brock's brother Kyle called to tell me the story. Brock & Eric went to go to the bathroom Saturday morning and afterwards decided to go ride around for a bit. Brock hasn't been to the dunes in years and hasn't been on a dirtbike either. Brock started feeling comfortable on his bike and was hitting jumps here & there... just loving life right? Not for long. Eric goes over this hill that looks like it doesn't drop off but it does. He wasn't going very fast so he had no complications. He turned around to warn Brock but it was too late. He turned around to see Brock flying over the 15 foot hill and wrecking. Brock landed on the handle bars and who knows what else happened. The rest of the details are sketchy but that's the jist of the story. Brock has broken both wrists, the left one being worse than the right. He had them splinted and was sent home. We've already seen a surgeon and he's getting surgery on both wrists tomorrow (please pray for him).
This has been very trying for the both of us. Brock can't use his hands or fingers. He can't scratch an itch, get dressed, brush his teeth, or anything. Guess who gets to do it for him?? That's right, his mother. Haha just kidding it's me. When I tell people his wrists are broken they're like "How is he gonna go to the bathroom?!" Uh... pretty sure that's why I'm here. It definitely has been interesting. Let's just say none of my patient's get anywhere near the type of treatment that Brock gets haha. Ok, granted I'm his wife but still. Anyways, I've been doing all kinds of interesting things. I won't go too much into detail but both of us have had our patience put to the test. Mainly mine haha I get mad at Brock for not listening to his wife who is a nurse and knows all (and for having to pick his nose when I don't want to). We did have a little birthday celebration for him. Please excuse my extreme scrounginess (spelling??). Having Brock incapacitated is like having a big baby. I have to bathe him, dress him, feed him, etc. Soooo.... now I understand why a lot of mother's don't take good care of themselves. It's too much work haha. I'm lazy anyway but it's been worse since I've had to take care of Brock AND myself.

Brock's birthday cake thanks to his sister Calli. Brock looks like he's in pain because he is. We've had such a hard time getting his pain under control. I've been giving him pain medication around the clock. Don't worry I'm not drugging him he actually needs it (kinda).

This is Brock smiling because he knows surgery is tomorrow and he can't wait!! Hopefully surgery will fix everything and Brock will be able to get back to bed. I will keep ya'll posted. Thanks to Brock's sisters Shalene & Calli and also his mother for watching him while I'm at work and for helping out in general. I couldn't have done it without you!!

Christams & New Year's

Not that anyone cares but here is my late post about Christmas and stuff. It was pretty chill but nice. I had an awesome Christmas (my husband spoils me) and Brock has had better years haha. Poor kid has a wife who has no idea what to get him. I try and space out gifts because his birthday is January 6th (next post to come) so I can't give him all the cool stuff on one holiday. Oh wait, you need cool stuff in order to give them as gifts. Ooops. I apologized to Brock about how bad his Christmas was. He starts asking me about all these different things and I'm like... You wanted that? Since when? What a great wife I am...not. For the Huffaker family my brother-in-law made t-shirts that say "Recycled Christmas" on the front. No, we're not Mother Earth weirdos we just decided to regift this year. Our theme was "Something Bottled, Something Baked, Something Old That You Remake". It was actually pretty cool we all got creative it was great. Anyways, New Years was chill too. We went over to Shalene & Jim's house, ate good grub, played games, and watched YouTube videos until it was time for the countdown. I don't know about anyone else but for some reason I feel so weird that it's 2010. Why? I'm not sure I can't even explain it but it just feels weird. Here are some pictures. I've been slacking on pictures so these aren't the greatest but here ya go.

The whole Huffaker family wearing our Recycled Christmas shirts

Nash & Fenix

Nash came up to me & said, "Take my picture!" So I did. Such a spaz

Some of the kids playing with their gifts

This is Dolly. Isn't she so stinkin' cute?! She growls all the time it's hilarious

Brock & Dolly. I'm training him to be dad by forcing him to hold babies

Some pics of the family looking excited

Fenix held this pose for the longest time. Kid cracks me up

Brock, Duke & I in front of our Christmas tree

We played a little Guitar Hero. No karaoke this year (darn)

Max & I. I love this kid!

Brock & I just after it turned into 2010

Our first kiss of the year

Some of the gang from the New Years Party