Out and about

I've been thinking about writing a new entry but haven't gotten around to it until now.

K took the girls camping, so baby and I are enjoying the peace and quiet. Except I'm doing laundry at midnight so it's not really that quiet.

We had a really nice weekend - Saturday we spent at Rob Roy Reservoir boating and kayaking with K's work friends. T still loves to paddle a kayak, LittleK still whines and cries and needs to pee as soon as she's in a boat far from the shore. Baby liked the wind in his face when we took the kids out in the inflatable boat... but it wasn't long before he was whining and crying too.
Sunday was baseball day, at the CSU field in Fort Collins. It was too hot there so I took the kids to the play area at the mall. We got back to the field in time to visit with friends and see the end of the game, another devastating loss for the SkySox.

Since then we've just been doing the routine: ballet, playgroup, wading pool at the park, and now waiting for payday so I can pay bills. Thursday I'll have another echo, Friday I'll see the internist.

I'm adjusting to the portable O2 pretty well. I hate the shoulder bag that comes with the tank, it flips upside down if some stupid snap isn't on right and it's just not balanced. Today I shopped around for a replacement and found a backpack with enough room for the O2 tank, all of R's baby stuff, and my junk too! It even has an MP3-cord-hole I can put the cannula tubing through. I guess the oxygen suppliers prefer NOT to start people out on liquid oxygen because of the hassle and expense... so I'll live with the metal tanks for now.

Healthwise I've been mostly okay - except the leg pains I had from the poison-antibiotic Levaquin have come back. I've had to take more Darvocet and even that sometimes hasn't helped. The pain seems to be worse if I've been sitting or lying down for a long time. It's an intense, throbbing feeling in the tendons of my right knee and left ankle, like they're going to explode... it makes me feel helpless enough to just cry, and it can last for hours or just five minutes.