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Visit to the doctor

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Today was my three week post op visit and stitches removal. It’s hard to believe it’s been three weeks already and yet it also seems like six months because I am dying of boredom! Anyway first thing I did was give the doctor crap about three stitches coming untied. He informed me that he knows how to tie a knot, that obviously I was walking too much. I said point well taken and changed the subject. For the record, my stitches were out long before I walked home from Target. So I did admit that I have only been wearing the boot if I am going somewhere or doing a lot around the house. Otherwise I told him I left it off and only went to the bathroom. He said I could also wear the post op shoe if I wanted. I got my return to work form signed as I come back July1 (happy new OB/GYN residents day). He told me to plan on wearing the boot for the first and maybe second week. He said if I had a desk job I wouldn’t  need it. I thought this was my last visit but no he wants to see me at six weeks. This is ok by me because he falls into the cute doctor category. We must have been chatting too long because one of the medical assistants came in and started cleaning up the room. He did tell me I can start swimming next week once my incision line scabs over and I can start biking as well. He said not to even think about running until at least two months from the day of surgery. I will probably wait three months because I do not want to mess this up. I had let my membership to the rec center expire the end of April because I knew I was having surgery. I can’t wait till next week to sign up for another six months. I finally bought a swimming suit that I am comfortable in so watch it people the crazy swimmer will be back. My dad is giving me Brenda’s old bike so I will be able to say good bye to Kayla’s pink power puff bike.

I stopped by the unit after the doctors visit to drop off hangers for one of my co-workers. When I walked onto the unit I got the Women’s Health smell and it was nice to be home. The two weeks before my surgery I only worked 4 hours between vacation and the census so I have been gone almost five weeks. I am excited to get back to work!

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Chuckie Finster

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180px-Chuckie_FinsterYou don’t belong to the Moehlmann family unless you have a nickname. Everyone seems to get one eventually. My niece Sierra was named at birth. Back when she was born the show Rugrats was very popular. Brian and I probably saw every episode with Emily and Kayla. On that show was a four eyed red headed kid name Chuckie Finster. He was afraid of everything. I am not sure if Sierra was even two days old when Brian started calling her Finster and it stuck. On her first birthday Karen had gotten Andre’ a daddy’s girl engraved picture frame and we printed off a picture of Chuckie and put it in there for him. Every time Brian comes home from work and Sierra is here he will say “finster what are you doing here?” and she will glare at him. When she was younger she was a fraidy cat as well. She seems to have outgrown it as she has gotten older unless it’s a scary movie. So Sierra will always be our little Finster. And this all came to me because last night they were running episodes of the Rugrats.

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Blown away

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I have been following the drama of the C-6 school district for the past two weeks. I knew Rich Simpson from high school so I was very interested in the law suit. I ran into one of Emily’s friends mom on Sunday at Target (yes, before I locked my keys in the car) and she told me the whole thread that the lawsuit was about is still on the website. Now the news had reported that some of the comments were not be able to be said on the air. So since I have nothing else better to do I looked up the thread and started reading. It all started back in 12/12 and runs up until the present. There are over 2700 comments and since I have nothing else better to do I started at the beginning. I am around comment 900 at the present and have read the comment they couldn’t say on the news. All I have to say is I hope Rich and Michelle bleed which ever one of the four bozos said it dry. I also can’t believe grown adults attacked each other the way they have. I have almost come to the conclusion that no one ever grows up past middle school. Ha ha ha. I also cannot believe highly educated people did not realize that IP addresses can be easily traced. Perhaps they never saw the episode of Forensic Files in which a killer submitted a yahoo map (I think) to the St. Louis Post Dispatch showing where a body was hidden. This dude was quite surprised when they showed up his house in St. Louis to arrest him. Although it is easy to hide behind social media and pretend to be someone you are not, it is not a wise idea to libel people in that way.
Ok back to reading this craziness.

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Will I ever be able to ask for help??

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It all started way back in 1986 (that’s 28 years ago) when I had my very first nursing clinicals. We spent the last month of the first year of nursing school at a nursing home. It was not my calling. I cried every single day and begged my mother to let me quit. I was told at my evaluation that I relied to heavily on my peers and needed to stop asking for help. Yep in true CR (crazy Rachel) fashion, I took that to the extreme. In the present day I have to be drowning before I ask for help and I usually end up barking at my co-workers. I always apologize for my behavior once I have caught up and can breath again. Luckily for the girls I work with this doesn’t happen very often. However, when it does I hate it! And before I forgot my mother refused to let me quit. She told me to start my second year where clincials would be at the hospital and if I still hated it, then I could quit. She is such a wise woman! Obviously I loved it since I am still working in a hospital many years later.

Today I took Allyson to Target to buy a nintendo 3DS. She had been saving her money since Christmas and finally was about ten dollars short. Since she has been waiting on me for the past two weeks, I figured I could front her ten bucks. Well I can drive with this stupid foot but I have to put my boot on to get out of the car. I was highly distracted putting my boot on. They did not have the model she wanted so off to gamestop we were going to go. However, we got to the car and I saw I had locked my keys in the car. Rather than ask anyone for help, I tell her we can walk home and use Kayla’s car. So yes I walked a mile today in my boot. OMG it was so awesome to be outside walking in the weather. If I only had my headphones I could have listened to my jammin jesus music and pretended I wasn’t injured. I was about halfway home when it dawned on my two of my neighbors were home and they would have gotten my spare key and brought it to me. I did call my sister to see if she could later drive me back to Target to get my car. Ok I wasn’t quite stupid enough to walk two miles. I was telling my wise mother how nice this walk was. She said call me in the morning and let me know how bad your foot hurts. It did not swell and still really doesn’t hurt. In my defense after gamestop I have stayed on the couch the rest of the day messing with this site.

Before I ever took off from Target another two of my stitches came unknotted and fell out. I know have lost 3 of 6. At this rate, come Thursday at my appointment there will not be any stitches left to remove. The incision looks really good but my foot is still really bruised. I just want to be healed so I can go back to work. I really miss my job and I admire all the stay at home moms. That is something I could never do!

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The rule follower breaks the rules

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Last night was Kayla’s last dance recital ever. She is going to nationals next week but I am not going so it was the final. Many have asked aren’t you sad. Not really. Besides the fact that most of the time watching three nights in a row of dance is about as exciting as watching paint dry, my goal has always been to get these girls grown up and be able to live as independent successful people. Each milestone that we reach gets us closer to goal. Now with this said I will probably be hospitalized with empty nest syndrome. Until that time I plan to celebrate each success.
Wow I really wandered off track. Anyway the rule has always been no photos and no video taping during recital. Flash photography can distract the girls and be dangerous and video taping can lead to people ripping off the routines. They do have rehearsal in which we are allowed to do both. However, Kayla had to miss rehearsal because it was the same day as graduation.
This year I put my foot down and insisted that Brian and Kayla were doing the father daughter dance. They have both always refused in the past but I told them its the last year, you are doing it for me. Ok so I threw the mom card down. It worked and they danced and it was awesome. Now Emily had planned to leave straight from school and come last night but school ran an hour late and she couldn’t come. She was so disappointed she burst into tears. I felt badly for her and I knew she really wanted to see the father daughter dance. So I decided I was videoing the part with Brian and Kayla. What would they do? Arrest me? I had already purchased the DVD. Of course I did not realize my stupid phone did not zoom on video and I couldn’t download an app to do it so it’s far away but I sent it to Emily and she could pick out Brian.
So I have survived not following the rules. I about had an anxiety attack so it will be a while before I try that again!

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Close to going to postal on the post office!

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Ordering Emily’s textbooks for college has always been a nightmare. The website insists on sending them to the address the credit card is in. Well of course that address is my address and she always waits till the last minute; therefor, I end up having to mail them to her. After she graduated, I made her order her summer books the next day. Only one came before she went back to school. So the other four finally arrive and I went straight to my favorite place (the post office) to mail them. I have a love affair with the mail and wait every day for it to come. So the guy waits on me and asks me if I want insurance. I said you know I usually pass but this is 300 worth of textbooks so I said sign me up. So for five bucks my package is now insured. This was on a Wednesday and it was guaranteed delivery by Monday. Well Monday came and no package so I got on line for tracking and all it says is the package was accepted at Imperial. So I waited until Friday and then I email customer service because the option to speak to someone on the 1-800 number is not available. What company turns off the customer service option? Apparently my favorite place. Well my email must have gotten some attention because someone from the Arnold post office called me on Saturday. Apparently my package was sent media mail and can take a month or longer to get there. He tells me it will get delivered eventually. I inform him I have 300 worth of insurance on this package. I then smart off and ask how long I will have to wait, like a year. He says not that long. Well after 14 days I can report this as lost and get my insurance money. We shall see how fast they find the package then. At this point I’d be willing to go get it from the central mailing office and mail them via the brown clowns. (UPS). And now that Emily will be at the same place for the next three years she is changing her address on her credit card and this problem will be solved. In the meantime where the bleep is her books?

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As usual, I have no clue what I am doing!

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While driving home from dropping Allyson off at art camp I made the decision to start a blog. My counselor suggested it a few years ago but I have always been one slow to listen. I came up with the perfect name “life with moles.” As I learned to accept a long time ago, my life is always a comedy….of errors.
I decided my first post will be about yesterdays adventures. I signed Allyson up for art camp. I have wanted to for the past couple of years but didn’t because of the cost. This year I threw caution to the wind and signed her up for four different weeks. I will have to beg for extra shifts when I return to work. So I pick her up and ask how it went. She said our first project was to take clay and show texture and I rolled it out flat and wrote TEXTURE in it. Then she said I won. I was impressed with her cleverness. I would have tried to make the clay lumpy or something stupid like that. It is why I am a nurse and not an artist.
While working on this Kayla attempts to take her antibiotic for her tonsillitis. She puts it in her mouth, takes a drink of water, starts choking and then it flew out of her mouth nearly missing the table. And that folks is life with moles!

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I hate technology

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I have been unable to access my blog for well over 24 hours. I did some research and found that blog.com is down all the time and for long periods of time. I had two choices, deal with it or bite the bullet, move my blog and pay to call it lifewithmoles.net. So I choose the second option and decided its only money. This time I did major research and the new domain got rave reviews. If this tanks, then I will say forget it and just write notes on Facebook. Ok those that really know me, know this is a total lie. I cannot leave this stuff alone until I figure it out and get it working. I seriously need an intervention. Anyway, now to mess with the site to get it to look the way I would like. More tomorrow!