8-6-12

We arrived at the hospital around 9:40am this Monday morning for "the cure." As in the cure from cancer.

Jes was excited and ready to roll, ready to kick cancer goodbye. We got to visit with her in the pre-op room until it was time for surgery. She got some sleepy meds and was off around 11:45.

The wait began. This was our view for the next 8 or so hours. A very nice waiting room with a very nice cafe one floor down. We couldn't complain too much about the hospitality.

We got the first update around 2:30 that the thyroid was out. We got the second update at 5pm that they were working on the lymph nodes. We took turns going for dinner. Then we finally got a visit from the surgeon around 6:45 and he said the surgery went very well, and he even showed us pictures to prove it. The nerves were in good shape and we could go see her as soon as she was alert.

Around 7:30 Root and I went back to the recovery room to see Jes. She was NOT a happy camper. Her back was hurting A LOT. She was really uncomfortable and not able to express herself well because of all the pain. Root rubbed her back and I scratched her head, powerless to do anything. She got some Versed and Ativan and was a bit more comfortable when we left. We were only allowed to stay about 15 minutes. Only two of us were allowed in the room.

We asked for a private room so I could stay the night and we got one.
When Jes arrived we found out that the IV had infiltrated into her arm tissues and all the pain meds were just filling up her arm.

Poor baby. This happened to Squirt too when he had surgery back in 2007. It hurt so bad, but finally she had an IV in the other arm that worked, and the pain meds kicked in.
Jes really wanted a banana popsicle, but all they had was cherry. Unfortunately, it made her nauseous so we had to pitch it. I could see that one coming.

After a couple hours of settling in and saying good night to Root and Daddy, I made up the sofa bed and turned down the lights. Hopefully we will get some sleep.

Worries have consumed me for months.
This is a big relief.
Jes is a cancer survivor.
Tomorrow is Day 1.

8-5-12

After a nice breakfast at our B&B we went to a shopping mall for a little outing. Jes and I got makeovers at Aveda. Here's her smiling face afterwards! After shopping, we had lunch at The Dark Horse in Boulder. What a funky place! I didn't get any good pictures there.
But then we met up with Root and went for a "walk in the woods" at El Dorado Canyon. Those two kids called it a simple, short hike. I called it a mountain climb. It was like a video game going from rock to rock all the way up to a waterfall thing. My heart raced as my lungs tried to keep up.

It was beautiful. Really serene with the sound of water flowing and a clear sky, rocks and sky. The trip down was much easier.

Root climbs here frequently and knew what each vertical climb was like, and what it was called. He explained some of them to us.

Towards the end we took off our shoes and waded in the water. Cold, refreshing water. It was grounding to be in nature today, to be in the moment listening and looking and feeling the Earth under our feet and the Sky above us.

Dan taking it all in.

After all this, Jes and Root cooked us dinner. We had stuffed zucchini and peach cobbler. The veggies and fruit were either from the local CSA or from Root's garden. Everything was delicious and it was a tender goodnight on this last day before the surgery. Tomorrow my little girl will be a cancer survivor. She will be in recovery. She will be clear and clean and have a new start on life. The journey will be difficult, but my baby climbs mountains and calls them walks in the woods. She is the definition of a trooper. Tomorrow she troops out of cancer into a new life.

8-4-12

We had an uneventful flight to Denver. But when we landed we learned that the B&B we booked had "lost" our reservation. We had to scramble to find a place near Jes, and succeeded for a price.

Dinner with Root and Jes at a French restaurant. The guys got Moules et Frites. Not for me.

8-3-12

Worked all day on another grant proposal. Leftovers at Mom's for dinner: carrot curry soup and steak sandwiches. Leaving in the morning for Denver.

8-2-12

So far this month has not been bad at all.
Today I escaped to my office in the morning so that the bug men could spray chemicals and treat the house for bed bugs. I had a productive morning and found out about an evening documentary showing at the local coffee shop. They show POV releases from PBS before they are released to the TV. So, after I cooked a chicken curry, we went to the coffee shop where I had the best latte ever, sat on rickety chairs amid renovation, and met some cool people and watched three really interesting short documentaries. The first one was called The Barber of Birmingham, and if you get the chance, watch it. Here's their website: http://barberofbirmingham.com/

Tomorrow is my last day to get stuff done before our trip to Denver. I set up a mailchimp email list for anyone who wants updates on Jes and her surgery. If you are a regular blog reader and want updates, send me or Dan your email address and I'll add you.

8-1-12

So I stayed home today to work on my course syllabus and lessons, and decided it would be healthy to eat an apple. Went back for a bite and freaked out because I thought the sticker was a roach. See how freaked out I am about bugs?

We had a VERY nice evening out at my favorite local restaurant with my grant team. It looks like I was only half-there, and that's probably because I had a beer. It was good! Great team. We're gonna get that grant... and then we have to do all those things we promised!

So far first day of August wasn't too bad.

7-31-12

Kissing July Goodbye.

This July has just been a nightmare and so much work and worry, I'm not even going to grace this last post of the month with a photo. We found another bug today... this one was a juvenile and I found it in the laundry area. I can't really call it a laundry room because it's really just part of the carport. I vacuumed the hell out of the laundry area after that and sucked up roaches and the tail of a dead squirrel. See? Nobody wants a picture of that. I just can't wait to get out of  this humid moldy buggy house.

But I got a grant submitted, have met a lot of people at the university I can work with, have my office set up nicely, and went to Ann Taylor Loft tonight and bought myself some nice new sleeveless shirts.Shirts that I have to store in a black plastic trash bag to keep them safe from the bugs.

I tell you, moving back to the deep south has been an experience. I think I romanticized it by reading too many books and watching too many southern movies. Books and movies don't come with humidity. Well, here they do. Everything comes with a hovering wet feeling and the smells are so intense with the vapor to cling to. The car smells like cat urine. The bedrooms smell like old socks. Old sweaty socks.

I drive around town and walk around campus and think, "is it really true that I live here now?" Well, it's time to get over that. Yes. I live here now. I'm going to bloom where I'm planted, dress for the occasion, and make the best of it. If only I had a front porch in the shade with rocking chairs and ceiling fans. I'd really like it more here if I had that.

7-29-12

This is my view out my office window. I hear the bells of Samford Tower every 15 minutes. Comforting.

This is my office full of boxes and furniture.

Three hours later, Dan and I had almost everything put away. It looks great! Now all I need is more artwork and a nice rug to tie the room together. 

7-28-12

Today we had to bake our belongings in black plastic bags on the front walk. The landlady called to inquire so I told her about our bugs. She insisted they did not come from her house. It's a mystery. Our best guess is the hotel in San Antonio at which we stayed mid June. If one BB laid 5 eggs in Dan's suitcase in mid-June then they would hatch at the beginning of July after our move, and grow to maturity in three weeks. However, that does not make perfect sense because there were eggs hatching, and they must have been laid two weeks prior to that... so we had to have brought live bugs with us. It just doesn't compute. We would have seen them. ARGGGGHHHH.

I escaped for a little while to my Mom's kitchen to see what she was cooking. Chicken and peppers for a friend who just had surgery.

Dan and I hauled all my office furniture up to my office this evening. Tomorrow we will assemble it.
Landlady says her son is going to do mold remediation and tear down a wall in the house THIS week. While we are living here. While the pest control expert is spraying chemicals. I want out!

This saga is just unbelievable. 

7-27-12

Yes, this is disgusting.

This morning I was getting ready for work when Dan asked me to come look at a bug he found while making the bed. I said, "It looks like a tick." He said, "That is NOT a tick." So we caught it in a bag and I decided to find out what it was. I was disgusted to find out we have bed bugs. Yuck.

I went to work and Dan called six pest control companies in town. Two came out to inspect. The first person found more live ones. The second person found a nest of eggs under a label on our mattress. Yuck. Gross.

We spent the evening hauling black bags of possessions out onto the lawn to bake in the sun, out to the laundry room for a wash and dry. We also hauled a load of books up to my new office.

Exhausting day. Oh, did I mention I'm writing a grant and it's due Monday?

7-26-12

This is my new office. It was painted today (it looks OK, not great) and needs a floor cleaning. I will move my stuff in tomorrow night and settle in this weekend. I think it's a bit bigger than my office at UK, but not much- and it lacks color, carpeting, built in bookshelves, and other character traits. I will however, try to make it my new home. It's a blank slate.

I worked in someone's office all morning, then went to Big Blue Bagel with my friend LACA for lunch, then worked in the afternoon in the faculty lounge at school. Came home, cooked dinner, worked some more, and then retreated to an air purified space for my inflamed head to heal. It feels like someone has taken wads of balled up Kleenex and shoved them up my nose into my forehead, cheeks, nose, and skin. Like a stuffed Peking Duck. I hope the whole-house HEPA filters arrive tomorrow.

7-25-12

Toomer's corner trees are almost dead. I doubt they will last the summer.

I interviewed a student today, had a grant meeting, and wrote in the afternoon.

My allergic reaction to the mold has become severe. I fear that if the spores are not kept out of the house I will have to move out. The reaction is so overwhelming- if I even go near the contaminated area my lungs start to feel involved- a tight sensation starts. My face/sinus pressure and pain is almost unbearable when I am in the house. Thankfully my mother is across the street.

I've never had allergies in my life until this.

7-24-12

Here I am trying to figure out how to use FaceTime on my Mac, and also how to create a screenshot. I figured it out! Yes, I look very serious. And yes, I have to wear glasses to see my computer screen! Oh dear….

Today I interviewed a person for my research assistant position, and tomorrow I interview another candidate. I also had a grant meeting with an engineering faculty member, and tomorrow I have another grant meeting with science faculty. Busy busy, and the year hasn't even started.

7-23-12

Got my laptop today....and the verdict is in. I love my Mac! Everyone was right, it's easy to use and very lovely.

We had the inspection on our new house today. It looks pretty good- no major issues. No mold.

We got the results back from our indoor air mold spore test. The mold count in the house is off the charts. 67,000 spores per cubic meter of air. Aspergillus and Penicillium are the major culprits with some Basidiospores and Cladosporium thrown in for good measure. My face hurts.

7-22-12

This morning I had a three hour grant meeting then came home and worked on this project for someone who never checks out chrissysphotoaday. So, if you see this picture, don't fret- it's not for you.

I moved the air filter into my bedroom today because I just needed a place to be that didn't bother my sinuses. I must be allergic to mold. My face, teeth, and head hurt when I breathe anywhere in the house but in my clean air room. This sucks.

7-21-12

Is this a pomegranate in my back yard?
It's the only one.

This is my new air cleaner. It's been running non-stop since it arrived yesterday. I'd say that the mold smell is better by 30%. The mold smell in the sunroom is really bad and it makes the rest of the house musty too. I hope that my new HEPA air filter improves the air quality in the whole house. 

Today I managed to focus more than other days on some work. I have a draft of my course syllabus, plus an evaluation plan for my MSP grant application drafted. Two weeks to work on lots of things before we leave for Denver and focus all our energy on Jes and her healing.

7-20-12

We decided to get our Alabama drivers licenses today. What a nightmare. We had to find this "office" in an abandoned strip mall that was "off the map" and then take a ticket. We got tickets 88 and 89. They were servicing ticket #60 at 8:30am. I figured we were in for a wait... guessing a long two hours.

I was wrong. It was an even longer 4.5 hours. We did not leave the "Driver License" office you see here on your screen until after 1:00pm. We left with paper licenses. Temporary, printed paper licenses. We were so frustrated and angry. OK, so the staff is cut back due to budget cuts from the state and a hiring freeze, but there has to be a better system. Mothers were taking entire days off work so their 15 year olds could get permits. Every person in that office that day lost at least a half day's work. We left at 11pm for a lunch at the nearby Cracker Barrel, only to return with an additional 90 minutes left. We did the math and the staff was processing one person every 10 minutes. Six people in line = an hour wait. Too bad Squirt has to endure this himself next week when he goes in. 

After an afternoon of fuming and catching up on email, we spent the evening with my mom at the Auburn Knight's Reunion concert. We heard concerts from the 30s, 50s, 60s, and 70/80s groups. The 60s group was the best! The mayor of Gadsden was the band director for that era and he did a fantastic job. What a character!

7-19-12

Last night I got this message from a Dove chocolate that Dan brought me from the store. Should I believe it? I still wonder. This transition has not been easy for me. Sometimes I just want to click my heels together and go back to my house in Kentucky. But then again, things like today happen and I think Dove may be onto something.

I took this self portrait today after getting my hair done. It doesn't look all that different. Three hours of coloring and cutting and blowdrying didn't change all that much, but I enjoyed the pampering nevertheless.

I walked into the salon at 9am and so did another woman. She said her first name at the counter. A common first name of my generation. But something inside me registered recognition. She approached me. "I feel like I know you", she said. "Did you graduate from Auburn High?" I immediately said her full name. It just came to me. I hadn't laid eyes on her in over 30 years. She was in town visiting and lives overseas. She is publishing her first novel this fall. I must read it.

Everyone knows my mother. It's pretty cool.
People here call Dan "sir" and me "ma'am" and when they refer to my mother she is "Miss Jane." (Her real name is not Jane, but if I told you her real name you would figure out who we ALL are because everyone knows my mother. It's pretty cool.)

 

7-18-12

Guess who started her own photo blog this week?! Someone I know.... :)
Today was much better than yesterday. I interviewed a PhD applicant, applied for a home mortgage and got approved, had a lovely lunch with Dan (his treat) at Amsterdam Cafe, had a Healthy Tigers check up for a discount on insurance premiums, and didn't have to cook dinner.

7-17-12

This is my home office.
Below is my view out the window.
Today it rained.

Today was not a good day. I was tired and sad and droopy. I managed a few tasks, but avoided many  others.
Tomorrow will be busy- I hope it's sunny and bright in more than the usual way.

7-16-12

Thinking of some loved ones who were born on this day many years ago.

I went to the dentist this morning with a tooth ache, which I still have after novocaine and much drilling.

Slept all morning afterwards. Woke up and talked about the house on South Gay. Decided to make an offer. Offer was countered and accepted as two more folks were vying for it too. It was on the market for one day.

Here is one page of the blueprints from 1950.

Happy and exhausted. My tooth hurts.

7-15-12

Today this house came on the market. We had a look and really liked it. It's the right size, has a good yard, needs updating but is structurally sound, and it is in a good part of town. We'll sleep on it and may make an offer tomorrow.

I have a toothache. My realtor friend called a dentist for me and got me an appointment in the morning.

Mom had tons of leftovers from a wedding last night, so guess what, I got to bring home chicken etouffee and grits, fruit, and corn salad, and pasta salad! Yum!

7-14-12

Today Dan worked on his teaching kits. I worked on some paperwork and read over a grant RFP, cooked dinner, and ate cake scraps that I brought home from my mom's last night. Also, I drew on a map of town. Most of the yellow is where I do not want to live. I drew a yellow circle about 1.5 miles out from my office on campus which is in the bright red zone. This leaves two housing districts ringed by pink. We currently live in the northern pink zone. The old 1903 house is marked with a bright green dot inside the congested yellow section. Tomorrow we go see a house that is inside the preferred circle, and not in a bad yellow area. It is in the southern pink zone.  No wonder finding a house is so difficult here.

7-13-12

After a morning in bed with a migraine, I spent the afternoon at a very productive grant meeting which cheered me up.

I suggested to Dan that we go to Opelika for dinner. Here is the county courthouse...

and the cute little strip of shops and restaurants along the railroad downtown. We went to a place called Ma Fia's. 

After dinner, we got home and my mom called. She sounded exasperated. She wanted me to come over right away. She had a big problem. A big blue problem.

She had to make a cake for a UK graduate and needed the right color blue for Big Blue Nation. I told her she was right on.

She had a productive cake making day.
And tasted a bit along the way!!!

 

7-11-12

Today we met with our real estate person about the house and started getting cold feet. We went to visit it again and found things that made our feet colder. The house has character, that's for sure. This is one of the bedroom fireplaces.

We had lunch with a new colleague, got paperwork sent off for Jes's insurance, and I cooked my first dinner in the house-- tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. Comforting.

7-10-12

I think we found our house. This is the south side with a small stained glass window and a huge chimney with two fireplaces inside. We will sleep on it and go see it again tomorrow for a better look-see.

7-9-12

 

There is a gardenia bush in the front yard. Really, a gardenia bush is a requirement for a house in the South. Today I worked all morning on my to-do list then went to a meeting at the university in the afternoon. Dan and I went to Earth Fare to check out the cafe options. Not bad. We are very anxious to see the old house on Gay Street tomorrow afternoon.

7-8-12

Since I received a special request for kitchen photos, I took some today. The kitchen is small with limited storage and wood counters that must not get wet. I have not cooked a meal in it yet- just a PB & J. 

So, here it is. The kitchen. Off the back is the little back porch/yard.
It's functional and clean and has some charm.But when it's dinner time I plan to walk across the street unless I'm heating up leftovers!

Today I was able to work on my to-do list and got some stuff done. Also vacuumed the house and unpacked a few boxes.

7-7-12

This is the house we hope to see next week. It's three blocks from my mom- 5000 sq ft and built in 1902. And the price is right so it must need TONS of work which would keep Dan busy.

Today we said farewell to Aza, who made it safely to the beach. We also said farewell to my sisters and dad etc. We took Mom out to dinner at Bloodhounds. I got all the boxes in my bedroom and office unpacked.