This morning was not normal as Rob got up before the crack of dawn to head to a required class for work.  He took the class and called to see if he needed to call in sick for the rest of his shift so I could go get the ultrasound.  As per usual doctors mess up plans, and it could be Thursday before I get the referal, though we are going to attempt to push that as I HURT.

Anyhow he called I said, you can go to work.  He said, "I'll come home until then."  And I started working through my brain the plan for the day.  He arrived ten minutes later with a beaming grin on his face.  "My boss already made arrangements for someone to come in--he said he'd sign the sick leave himself, I don't have to work." 

And that left a extra day to play.  *cheers*

So pain not-withstanding we headed to a trail we haven't hiked in quite awhile.  The last two summers they were reworking the road to the trail, and as a result its been awhile.  I've been wanting to go this summer, and I know that moving around I feel better.  Its sitting, and laying down that suck.  So we packed a lunch within five minutes, had the kids grab coats, and headed out. 

The trail meanders through and down for almost a mile until this the first of several way cool vistas.  I can never remotely begin to take the appropriate pictures of here.  The shadows, and the depth are never enough.  But trust me when I say it was gorgeous.

Tatoosh Island a now unmanned light house.  A man we go to church with had the amazing opportunity of helping build a marine biology station out there three summers running.  Its virtually impossible to get out there without that kind of chance.  Its soooo cool!

there's a closer up view of the lighthouse via my telephoto lens.

A seagull nesting on a very very steep cliff.  Yes we saw it turn its eggs shortly after I shot that picture.

Several of the "pirate" caves that intrigue me, that you can't get to, but you sure can admire.

And a rest break on the way back up the hill.

This afternoon I napped, and woke up in lotsa pain again.  I suppose it was the cheeze I ate.  I have very little in my house that fits what you can eat on a gallbladder thats messed up.  And very little money until the first.  So I'm trying to find something that doesn't hurt.  Its not working out so well. 

Yeah its been that kinda week.

I'm still holding onto my new found peace.  But I've done it in the midst of severe pain.  I didn't blog about it, cause I was trying to work above, over, and around it.  Which by the way doesn't work.

I had BAD under the shoulder pain Wednesday, starting about 4'ish.  And then it went away towards Friday night...which just lingering achiness, and exhaustion.  And then it came back even worse last night.

I was doing ice/heat/ rocking/rolling, and Rob kept offering the ER.  Zeria and Rainee had a spat of some sort in the bedroom (an hour after they were supposed to be asleep)  and I called them to me to deal with it...and started sobbing.  At that point Zeria and Rob became the adults, and we loaded all the kids into the car and took the 35 minute run one way to the ER. 

The doctor was pretty sure it was gallbladder before he even entered the room.    I won't know for sure if that's the case until Monday or Tuesday when I can see my regular doctor and get an ultrasound set up.  In the meantime he gave me a demoral/phenocane shot which enabled me to sleep last night, and sent me home with vicodin which I haven't taken as of yet.

I'm in a tolerable level of achiness right now, and will save the vicodin for night. 

If it is my gallbladder I'm going to be mad at myself, cause I've dealt with this back pain for YEARS.  And my chiropractor even tried to suggest over five years ago that it could possibly be that, but I tuned her out.  Finally when Dee reported her gallbladder issues and eventual removal a slow light bulb came on, but not enough to get me to the doctor.

And Tuesday at baton when I was dealing with small amounts of pain one of the baton moms said I looked like her hubby who had his gallbladder taken out.

And still stupidly enough I didn't go to the doctor--have I mentioned I hate them.

So apparently extreme pain will get me there.  LOL  And probably all of the little hints are right.

The good news is it would sure be nice to do away with the occasional extreme attacks of pain.  I've read somewhere that laproscopy surgery doesn't *always* work, but darn...if it mostly works I'm willing to take the risk.  LOL  

Oh and avoid red meat like the plague--because on three seperate occasions when I've eaten a french dip or prime rib I've been in SEVERE pain...which I can realize now that I start thinking diet rather then how did I move wrong. 

A reminder from another friend--a xanga friend.  I think I'm going to memorize this one.

Psalm 40:1-5 (New International Version)

Psalm 40

For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.

 ¹ I waited patiently for the LORD;
       he turned to me and heard my cry.

 ² He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
       out of the mud and mire;
       he set my feet on a rock
       and gave me a firm place to stand.

 ³ He put a new song in my mouth,
       a hymn of praise to our God.
       Many will see and fear
       and put their trust in the LORD.

 ⁴ Blessed is the man
       who makes the LORD his trust,
       who does not look to the proud,
       to those who turn aside to false gods. ^[a]

 ⁵ Many, O LORD my God,
       are the wonders you have done.
       The things you planned for us
       no one can recount to you;
       were I to speak and tell of them,
       they would be too many to declare.

  11 am to 7:30 at grandma's house with cousins.

The consequences of this????????

Yeah so yesterday morning the boys were goofing off, and once again Samuel was rougher then he should be, but this time it had longer consequences.
Jamari was very emphatic that they were PLAYING not fighting.

But regardless his clavicle paid the price and he broke it. 

I suspected as much yesterday, but took him into the ER in Forks today and confirmed it.  Broken clavicle, has to where a brace for 6 weeks, we'll go and discuss things with his regular doctor next week.

So thats life in this house.

I get to figure out how to keep a wiggly boy calm for 6 weeks. hahahaha

Actually at this point it hurts so much it isn't going to be a point. 

I was inspired to dig out some old pictures to put up on facebook.  I had to share this goofy one...just cause.    I figured you all needed a laugh at my expense.  It was a crazy dress day towards the end of term.  So we did. 

We still have no car, but my mom allowed us to keep hers a bit longer. 

Rob doesn't have to work until next Monday due to some shift swapping, and two days off.  We won't be doing anything just enjoy each other as a family.

You know back at Christmas time we decided we didn't need a second car.  It had been sitting in our yard for MONTHS without using it.  We were paying insurance on it, and so on, and it just seemed stupid.  So we made a choice as a family to sale it for very small peanuts.  At the time we were thrilled because it sold the first day we put it up, and it dug us out of a hole, and enabled us to have Christmas with Rob's parents. 

Now, it seems like not such a good idea.  LOL  Cause quite frankly this not having a car thing is a PAIN in the but.

We still don't have our car.  It was supposed to be done Friday, but the parts didn't show.  The parts still apparently haven't showed.  And now my mom needs her car back.  Rob has to go west for forty-five minutes (the true end of the road) and pick up my sister, her baby, and her boyfriend, and then east for two-and a half hours to return my moms car. 

And then he has to take buses to get back home.   And there are no buses that come straight here.  He will be gone most of the day.  Kaylin desperately needs her blood work done, as we know she's low, and she's on her last pill that the Dr will prescribe without more bloodwork.  So she's going to have to tag along on all the buses, and cars, and things that go.

The whole thing is exasperating.  NEvermind that I'm supposed to be coaching baton today, and have no way to get there or back.  There are no buses that will do that.  And I'm supposed to go to Olympia on the 18th.  And I'm probably going to have to cancel.

And life is just irritating this morning. 

We headed to the beach late this afternoon when the sun finally broke out of the clouds.  And I was finally *not* crampy.

It was very pretty.  We just went to one of the three close beaches, but enjoyed ourselves immensely.  I found about 30 agates or so, one very pretty red one, and one huge one.

Once upon a time I thought agates were just yellowish, but now I'm realizing there are many kinds (though not necessarily around here)

I currently have black ones, yellow ones, and white ones.  

Several of my loonies decided to swim.

The ocean water here averages year around about 42 degrees.  Its NOT warm.

That loonie noodle was under the water many times, and yes she only has one shoe on, the other one is currently living somewhere in the ocean.  It washed off during one of the waves, and never came back up. 

I really, really, really, really did *not* want to go to Shelton today.

But hey apparently God agreed with me.

Cause the car that we're borrowing from my mom is dead.  Our charger isn't working...or I'm inept with the new one Rob built--not sure which.  I tried to call a neighbor to charge it, and he's in Neah Bay.  So I've done my tries...above and beyond since we borrowed a car to go, and I can say with a clear conscience we can't get there.  Period.

and *ugh*

Zeria's miffed, Rainee was very slightly miffed, and the rest of the kiddos are just glad there not stuck in the car today. 

Its gorgeous outside, my husband will be home at 3, and he doesn't have to come home to an empty house, and life moves on. 

Good morning.
Its been a BUSY week, with more busy to come today.

And we still don't have our excursion.  I'm very greatful for my moms car.

The parts got "lost", so it will be Monday afternoon when its fixed....unless something bizaare happens.

We are headed to Shelton for our second time this week.   This time for the kids recital. 

I have a visit at the end of next week.  And then we get a wee break.

Rob can't come due to him doing a co-workers shift.  They traded which means he's going to work On Monday, and then with the trade and two days off he'll have the week off.  *cheers*   The days were initially taken off for California regionals, but as we chose not to go now its just time to relax, catch up, or possibly go camping.  We will see what happens.

The stupid pool is still not set up.  And now we're having issues with our well, so it may not get set up.

I've struggled this week a bit.   But its been quite awhile since I've had a down week, so I guess I can't get too frustrated. *ha*