You want to know what?

While eating dinner tonight, N&N told me they thought they knew everything about me.  I decided to quiz them.

What's my favorite color? Pink (correct)
What's my favorite kind of music? Country (correct)
Who's my favorite country singer? Taylor Swift (Um, no)
What was my first job? A Dr. in Grand Terrace (REALLY NOW?)
What school do I work at? Lincoln (yep)
How old was I when you were born? 27 (yep)
What was my first car? A horse (If we had a barn, you'd be sleepin' in it tonight kids.)

Ok...enough of that children. Ask me anything you want.  I will answer.

Mom, what did it feel like when you had boobs growing?
(I can't remember)

What was your first phone?
(A swatch phone.  It was pink)
Do you still have all your friends in it?
(Huh?  You mean like contacts. Uh, no, it wasn't a cell phone, you plugged it into a wall)
What's that mean?
(Nevermind, next.)

What time did you have your first kiss?
(afternoon)

Who was your first boyfriend?
(Steve)

Was the kiss on the lips or cheek?
(lips)

Was it short or long?
(HAHAHA...umm, short)

EWWW! MOM!  MOM KISSED A BOY MOM KISSED A BOY!

What do you mean plug into a wall?
(Well it had a cord on it, you couldn't take it everywhere you want to go)
That's lame.

Did you get paid to be a cheerleader?
(No)

Was dad your first boyfriend?
(No)
Second?
(No)
Why did the second one dump you?
(Because he was dumb.)

They would have kept going all night....but I had to stop cause I was still rolling about the horse and the phone. :o)

Dude, It comes with the territory

Things heard at my house on a Monday evening:

Dude, mom, what's for dinner?

Dude, Nathan, did you get the answer for #4?

Oh shoot, dude, I forgot to tell you Matthew got Wii live.

Dude, can we get hot chocolate tonight?

Dude, this kid is so smart (talking about Kevin McAllister on Home Alone 2 LOL)

DUDE!  STOP!

DUUUDE!  What was that man??

Dude, 1st down, I told you this guy was good.

Throw it, throw it, throw it DUDE!  What's he doing??

Duuuude, that's BEAST!

DUDE, he's so cheating.

Dude, mom, can I get Linkin Park on my iPod?

Dude, you just got schooled by a 2nd grader.

Dude, mom, did you wash my skinny jeans for tomorrow?

There's like 4 guys just on that one dude.  (back to football)

Dude, he got so lucky he got of that....1st down now.

Dude, Blake, how come they have the ball dude?


I'm stepping out for a breath of fresh 43 degree air.  I can't take it anymore.

Happy it's over :o)

I had the test and the results were good.  No polyps. Yay!  Only one hiccup - the sedation medication didn't work very well on me.  I had 20mg of Versed (the dr. said that's alot)...and I could still feel pain when they going 'round the turns. :-/  Doc says next time I might have to have it done in the hospital and be put all the way under with anestheia. 

Thank you Jesus I don't have to do that again for 5 more years!! 

Soo...my mom, being the brilliant woman she is...suggested we go to the buffet at the casino afterward.  HELLO?!  San Manuel...where ya been all my life???  OMG I ate and ate and ate ate.............almost til I popped.  It was glorious.


xo
Kelly

Hot diggity dog!

I did it!  I made it through the worst.  Thankfully, the liter I had to drink this morning went down a lot easier than the one last night.  Now I just have to sit and wait until my my appointment later this afternoon.  I got a movie to watch, Temple Grandin, so hopefully that will keep me occupied for a couple hours.  My reward for drinking all that nastiness is being put to sleep.  WOOHOO...even if just for a short time, best feeling in the world. LOL

I'm already thinking about what I get to eat later today.  I have two choices...since my whole system is all cleared out of anything & everything, I can eat real healthy and not put any poisons back into my body.  I'm kinda heading toward that route.  OR I can go to In N Out for a cheeseburger.  Hmmm...decisions.....

I'm feeling thankful and blessed that I have such encouraging friends & family in my life.

xo
Kelly  

Halfway through the worst part...

I sat down with my liter of MoviPrep at 6pm...I had an hour to drink it.  I thought, an hour for a liter...CAKE.  I took one sip, with my nose plugged, through a straw, and gagged immediately.  Good thing I had my Hansen's diet tangerine lime chaser right there.  I was able to salvage that sip without throwing up.  :-/  I started crying...crying and crying and crying.  I couldn't stop...I just felt so overwhelmed with emotion.  I didn't want to be doing that, I didn't want to be doing it alone, but I knew I had to.  So I got myself together and plugged my nose and drank a few more sips...kept sipping til I was gagging, then chased it with my Hansen's.  Repeat about 46 times over the next hour.  Toward the end, I pretended I was on Fear Factor, and if I beat the clock and got it done within the hour, I'd win a million bucks.  LOL...silly, but it worked. 

I realized something.  I shouldn't have been here alone.  I wanted someone here, for moral support.  I thought it would be best for the boys to go to my moms, so they wouldn't have to see me suffer like that.  I was sad they were gone.  I called them after, talked to Blake first, then Nathan, and finally Noah.  When I talked to Noah I cried.  I told him the truth about what happened, and in his sweet precious little voice, he got choked up too and, "Thank you mommy for doing this for me."  That might be the sweetest thing he's ever said to me.  :')

So tomorrow morning, I gotta repeat the whole deal again.  AHHH...

Thanks friends for your thoughts and prayers.

xo
Kelly

The Morning Before

I'm already starving.  This girl needs to EAT in the mornings!  Peach white cranberry juice it will be to start the day.  It just started raining outside, and before that, I looked up at Blue mountain and saw the sun just starting to peek over.  Those silver-lined looking kinda clouds were all around, and I wondered if that was God trying to put a smile on my face this morning.  It did. :o) 

I have my junk all mixed up.  You're supposed to mix it in the morning, so it's cold by evening.  I've read online that the colder it is, the more tolerable it is.  I'm going to the store in a lil bit to get ice, and I'm putting that puppy on ice for the rest of day so it gets super cold.   

Hope everyone has a wonderful Sunday with their family & friends, wherever you may be!

xo
Kelly

Welcome to my blog!

I've decided to start blogging because I've got three crazy funny boys, and telling about them on my Facebook status updates just isn't cutting it anymore. :o)  

This blog, and the subsequent ones following for the next few days won't be about the boys using the kitchen floor as a skating rink with dawn dish soap, or about homeruns, or brothers fighting.  This is a bit more serious...

In 1996, my dad was diagnosed with colon cancer.  He was 44 years old, and less than a year later, he lost his battle.  He was 45, I was 21, and my dad was dead.  Several years earlier, my dads brother (Uncle Buster) was also diagnosed with colon cancer.  At the time, his doctor recommended his siblings and parents to all get a colonoscopy.  All of the siblings and my grandparents got the test...all but my dad.  I would do anything to go go back in time and MAKE HIM go get the test.  I know my grandparents would too, as would his brothers and sisters.  I can't change the past, however, I can change how I live, and show my boys to do the same.

Seven years ago, at age 27, I had my first colonoscopy.  I had been having some tummy issues, and with my dad having colon cancer, my doctor recommended I do the test.  I ended up having a polyp (pre-cancerous growth inside the colon.)  It was removed, and I was told I needed to go back in two years.

Two years later, I went back for my second colonoscopy, and ALL WAS CLEAR!  WOOOHOO!  I got the go-ahead from my doctor that I didn't need to go back for FIVE more years.  YAY!

It's been five years now, and my appointment for my third colonoscopy is scheduled for Monday, November 22.  The last week, I have felt so nervous and anxious, not because I'm scared of the test results, but because of the NASTY NASTY junk you have to drink the day before the test.  Honestly, I'd rather birth twins 10 times before drinking that junk.  It's the most horrific-tasting-make-you-gag drink ever.  I wonder if maybe that's why my dad didn't want to have the test...honestly, can't say that I blame him. 

I have explained the whole procedure to my kids, and I talk to them about my dad often.  I want them to understand why it's important for me to do this, and why it will be important for them someday too.  It seems like they really understand, and I am glad about that.

So I can't eat on Sunday, and can only drink clear liquids.  Beginning at 6pm on Sunday, I have to start drinking MoviPrep....ugh, just the thought of it makes me feel all gross and weird inside. 

I know it's kind-of a weird topic to blog about, but it's something that's important to me, and I wanted to share my story with others. 

xo
Kelly