Hmmm: 06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004

Wednesday, June 30, 2004

Second day at the hospital

Mom was restless all morning... the nurses are super nice, but so very busy. They told us she'd get the 'pee' tube taken out of her early in the morning, but it wasn't until around noon. My sister came over and then, after getting trained on how to help her up and to walk. Sis and I took turns on going to get breakfast, well.. it was more like lunch for me - I went at one thirty-something. After I came back we helped mom get out of her room to start walking. We gave like 5 turns around the floor and then spent quite a bit of time watching the newborns. Such cute little wrinkled things... very pretty. Such lungs too! Again, I left when hubby got out from work, my sister stayed to take care of her and then after taking a 2 hour nap at home and showering I went back to the hospital, took over sister's post and stayed overnight.

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

Surgery went fine!

Mom underwent surgery. Hubby and I arrived before 5am to meet with my parents and sister. They arrived a little after 5am. Mom was taken into her private room right away and dad stayed with her. Around 6:00 she was taken in for surgery. It was a C-section to remove a cyst the size of a 5-month-old fetus. Her cut was made vertically, as opposed to the less noticeable horizontal.

Shucks, now she can't wear bikinis at the beach no more. Bummer.

Well, it all went great. She got out of surgery at around 10 something. She was under the effect of the anesthesia and could barely talk. She said her tongue felt so thick and heavy. It sounded like that as well. Her face was so swollen, as were her hands and legs. She fell asleep pretty quickly and we left the room to allow her some rest. My sister and I headed to mom's house and watched a movie while we waited for my husband to get out of work so he could take me home. Got home at 6pm, took a 2-hour nap, and then showered and we headed to the hospital. Dad and my sis were just waiting for me to take over. I spent the night with her at the room. It was a tiring day and night. Every hour we would awake; nurses had to check up on her and I would then give her massages on her feet, legs and at times on her back. Being lying on her back really began to cause her pain. No need to walk her to the rest room yet - she had a tube that would take care of that for her. Looked painful, though. >_<

Monday, June 28, 2004

All work on hold!

I e-mailed everyone I had to e-mail and I won't be checking e-mails or handle any projects for the whole week.

Today we spent most of the morning at the docs. Mom will have surgery tomorrow and she is having last minute checkups on pressure and heart condition. She is in top shape, but it's necessary. She seemed a little nervous but it's normal. She has never liked to go under the knife, or rather, under anesthesia. She says that it was terrifying to be somewhere and then blink and suddenly awake at a bed, all patched up.

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Second level pseudo!

I jut realized that my pseudo-coding sucks.

Pseudo-code for a category listing... notice the donkeys...

If I were working with a big team, my notes woudl be all typed up and I would have comments on why I write what I do, etc, but since I only work with my hubby... well, let's just say that for the most part, we know what we are trying to say (even if we don't know what the other is writing').

Been a pretty good day. Slept plenty, ate sandwiches, finish beautifying one piece of code, wrote tons with my buddies! Been a good day, good day indeed.

Well, nothing much to say really except...

WOOO HOOOOOOOO! Mexico won 10-0 against Dominica! Although, by goal 7 I was really wishing the other team scored at least once! Okay, okay these are late news... Mexico played Dominica on Sunday at the Alamodome ni Austin, Texas. Mexico won. This ensure their ticket to the World Cup that will be held at Germany in 2006. ^_^ So it's all good!

Friday, June 18, 2004

Como Te Extraño / How I Miss You

"Como Te Extraño"
Cafe Tacuba

Como te extrano mi amor porque sera
me falta todo en la vida si no estas
Como te extrano mi amor que puedo hacer
te extrano tanto que voy a enloquecer

A veces pienso que tu nunca vendras
pero te quiero y te tengo que esperar
Es el destino me lleva hasta el final
donde algun dia mi amor te encontrara

Ay amor divino pronto tienes que volver...

Como te extrano...
me falta todo en la vida si no estas

Como te extrano...
te extrano tanto que voy a enloquecer

A veces pienso que tu nunca vendras
pero te quiero y te tengo que esperar
Es el destino me lleva hasta el final
donde algun dia mi amor te encontrara

El dolor, es fuerte lo soporto
porque vivo pensando en tu amor
Quiero verte, tenerte y besarte
entregarte todo mi corazon

Ay amor divino pronto tienes que volver

Ay amor divino pronto tienes que volver

How I miss you my love I wonder why
I lack everything in life when you are not here
How I miss you my love what can I do
I miss you so much that I will go mad

Somtimes I think that you won't ever come back
but I love you and I will wait for you
It is destiny which guides me until the end
when someday my love will find you again

Oh Love divine soon you will return...

How I miss you...
I lack everythign in life when you are not here

How I miss you...
I miss you so much that I will mad

Somtimes I think that you won't ever come back
but I love you and I will wait for you
It is destiny which guides me until the end
when someday my love will find you again

Oh Love divine soon you will return...

Pain is harsh, but I can stand it
becuase I live thinking of your love
I want to see you, hold you and kiss you
and give you all of my heart

Oh Love divine soon you will return...

Oh Love divine soon you will return...

Thursday, June 17, 2004

Zzzzzzzz

So very tired. Eyes burning. Legs and arms feeling wobbly.

Need sleep... more than five hours. But. Must. Finish. New. Sub site. Brainstorming done.

BLISS!

Hopefully tomorrow I get to setup queries and begin programming the whole thing. Yey! ^_^ That's nice enough to give me a splash of awakening if even for one more hour.

Woo hoo!

PSEUDO:

Person logs into account.
Page loads current hired services.
Services can be 1) edited, 2) deleted.

PSEUDO 2:
Person registers
Customer Information gathered
From shopping area we get hired services

BRAINSTORMING...

Different databases must be linked so that the 1st above is possible.
Must add additional columns to tables for each Service Category.
Category fields will be filled automatically from a different table (query).
HUGE TABLE NEEDED.
A person registers for 3 Cs, 1F, 2e for a total of 6 hired services.
Individual will be entered 6 times into database, but each entry will only fill in One category field.
Username and Password will be the common key for listing possibilities within user account area.

ooohhhh yeeaaaahhhh!

Sunday, June 13, 2004

Ufff; altercation.

Morning went pretty good; the hubby washed the car, I cleaned the house, we watched a soccer game on TV and so on. Then suddenly, I was angry out of nothing. The cat started getting very anxious and doing mischief and I was just sitting on one side of the sofa, waiting for the slightest thing to jump out screaming. I am not even sure how things happened but husband took one of his drumsticks and began to wave it around playfully but I was already in a bad mood and I took the other and I slammed it against his leg because I didn't feel like playing. He let out an 'ouch' and looked at me frowning. He began to say something but stopped himself, shook his head and turned to look at the TV.

We didn't say anything to each other for a while and then I went to the kitchen to dry dishes. The cat followed me right away and began to cry out so that I would give her something to eat. I didn't and she just kept at it until I found myself screaming at her so that she'd shut up. The cat just looked at me for a few seconds and then resumed her whining. I proceeded to ignore her. In one of those I walked close to her to get the dishes in the pantry and she bit me. She started to run away immediately, because she is not dumb... she knows biting is wrong, but I was pretty fast (anger makes me jumpy and fast) and I bent down, put my hand over her back and gave her like 4 slaps on her butt while I kept telling her that I was in no mood and to get the hell away from me. I let her go and she ran to the window and just sat there looking outside.

My husband didn't say anything, and I stayed in the kitchen defrosting meat. When I went out I went to open the window for the cat... I was feeling guilty. Yes, she was a bad kitty but I was already angry to begin with so I was just waiting for anything to reprimand I guess. As soon as hubby saw me he began to tell me to leave the baby alone and to never slap her butt again. I told him she had bit me and he said that it was because I had bothered her first. I repeated myself and he said the same thing again.

I just turned around and got in the kitchen area and just started cooking. I felt like pasta so I began chopping and measuring ingredients to make a simple meatloaf. I put it in the oven, washed the dishes I had used and went inside the bedroom looking for my purse, which I didn't find. Husband began to make his way along the hall and I hurried into my study and locked myself in. I didn't feel like talking. He asked something about food but I did not answer. I spent 30-some minutes reading web comics and then got out to check on the meatloaf. I took it out from the oven, poured tomato, garlic and oregano sauce on it and put it back inside the oven. I placed some water to boil. I noticed a BK bag with 3 burgers and fries... I guess he went out while I was in the study. He had already fed Chiquita too.

I went back into the study. I got out like 15 minutes later and he got up from the couch to talk. I just moved into the kitchen and took out the meatloaf and placed it in a wood table to cool down. I don't even remember what he was saying, I was busy preparing the pasta, but he left back tot he living room after he felt ignored for enough time. It was done in like 5 minutes and after draining it I put it in plates and mixed it with a little butter, oregano and garlic powder and accompanied it with a slice of meatloaf. I took it to him and he asked where mine was... He always asks that and I often tell him that I only have 2 hands and that I can only bring his plate and utensils, not both. This time I was too edgy and I yelled at him. And by the manner I did it one would have thought that he had told me he didn't like meatloaf or something.

I prepared my plate and took it to the table. He walked over with his a bit after, saying he didn't like to eat without me. We talked a little more and he told me France had won it's match against England. When we were done he took the plates and washed them. I sat to watch some TV and shortly after I went to the study again. Chiquita followed me in and I shoved her out of the room telling her I was still angry and I didn't want her in the room. The other day I found many of my cables chewed up.

He went into the study several minutes later and just lay down on the couch there and fell asleep. I woke him up about an hour later and made out. We watched a movie on TV at seven and things are fine again. What the hell was all about today then? I can't even remember why I got so grouchy. I know it was my fault; I started it... but why?

Friday, June 11, 2004

Upset out of nothing

The hubby and I took a nap after having dinner. I made something very quick - just some ravioli soup (from a can) and then scrambled eggs with ground beef. Nothing fancy... It's Friday and I have very little stuff in the fridge by Fridays. I either have meats but no extras like veggies or bread and drinks, or all the extras but no main dish meat. *shrugs*

So the nap, the nap... I guess it was like 3 hours long, I am not sure. I slept awkward and woke up with this neck pain so I just lay there, feeling uncomfortable and stiff, but with images in my mind of the small dream I had. I do not dream about him much, but this time I did. So I raised my hand while he sat next to me on the bed and I stay with my hand outstretched for what seemed the longest time and he never gets it. I had to make this noise for him to look at me. I have my hand out to him and he just stares at it until I tell him to hold it, which he does but in some sort of 'whatever' way.

I begin to tell him that I dreamt with him... and he talks about being hungry. I kept talking to him and describing my dream - it was short and simple, in which we were in a strange home's backyard and he was cooking something on a grill; I remember watching him as I leaned with my shoulder against a glass sliding door; we talked about something while he teased the carbon, but I cannot remember the words. Well, I did not get to tell him all of this. He suddenly gets up as I begin telling him the dream and walks out of the room.

He came back some minutes later and I told him my whole body hurt - it was weight lifting training today and O really stressed my muscles. He didn't really say much. I was hoping maybe he would sit next to me and at least rub my shoulder or anything. I know, perhaps if I wanted that I should have told him... but... why can't he just do it from himself once in a while? When he says his whatever aches I try to hold him, rub his aching muscle - whether he lets me or not is a different story; he does not like to be touched much. But just because he does not like to be touched it does not meat I do not like it either. I wished I didn't have to spell out everything to him - it gets frustrating.

Well, there I was telling him how my body hurt and again, he just leaves... I heard some rattling around of pots and such at the kitchen so I figured he was making something to eat which is fine with me, as long as he is careful when he does his cooking... But as it is imaginable, he was not. He made some barbecue chicken wings and left the doors open, stinking the entire house of an aroma a do not like much. I am not a bbq-smell fan. My whole bedroom stinks of it now... my clothes, my freshly washed sheets.

He should be more careful... this I tell him. This I do not keep and hope that he will someday just get it. I tell him. "Be careful with how you do things because I clean this house everyday; just be considerate." It sticks to him for a few days... then he takes it for granted again.

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

arms... tired....

Woo-hoo!

I increased my weight level… no, not my ‘mass’ weight, but my… lifting weight – I am still trying to lose weight. Heheh this is confusing. Since Monday I started with what is called ‘strength training’ in the world of bodybuilding. I am following a smiple routine, where I do a small set of repetitions at a very slow pace and with as much weight as possible until I reach muscle fatigue. That’s what body builders do when they want to get buffed!!!

Yum yum

It would be much better if I could do free weights, but there are none at the swimming center. Most of the machines there are for aided weight lifting, and most are the basic ones used most by swimmers. Standard stuff such as a Bowflexes, leg presses, assisted weight chinups, and several other Nautilus machines (tricep, bicep, thighs), oh oh oh and this super neato machines that are inclines that slide front and back while you pull yourself with the aid of strings, so it’s like a simulated rowing machine but inclined… TOUGH!!!

Anyway. I used to do the standard 6 sets of 8 reps for bicep, tricep, shoulder, chest, calves, and thighs with average weight of 30 to 160 lbs accordingly. This weeks I have managed to do 2 sets of 8 reps each of the same body areas but with almost doubled the weight. On the arms I managed an average of 50-80lbs (depending on which area of the arm I was working), inner and outer thighs I did 65 & 120lbs, and for claves and leg presses I managed 220lbs. Boy I was beat. My limbs were quivering like crazy after I was done with all the stretching. I’ll continue these weights until I can do the reps in my sleep, then I shall increase 10-30 lbs.

I get to rest tomorrow from weights, so I’ll only do laps and then practice with mom on her breathing. *yawn* For now I am sleepy…

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

Mom can swim!... sort of...

It's been taking me a while to get my mom back-floating. At first I tried teaching her the most basic way I know how: let yourself go back... arch your head back, the back of your head touching the neck, and the water will probably cover pass the ears (but not into the eyes or nose). Then the body will just... float up. It didn't quite work with her. She was tensing up too much so that her legs would just fall down and take the rest of her as well. She was nervous.

The next step was to get her some floaters so that she could hold with her feet. That helped a lot more, but still she would start falling in after a while. So then we went into teaching her to thread water while on her back. With that she also became aware of how she could push her body up or move it about the area, which is nice. Little by little. She just needed to get comfortable and while she's still not 100% floating, she can hold the relaxed position for about 2 minutes. ^_^

Now she practices with a styro board too. It's all about kicks. Well, it has been a little over 3 weeks now and she can swim Front Crawl style (yey!). She still cannot put her head down in the water too much. She starts it fine and gets quite a distance in about 5 strokes, but when she starts getting in air, it looks as if she misses the coordination between strokes and breathing. She gave me quite a scare Monday. In one of those, she took in some water that went the wrong way and she couldn’t breathe even after she stopped. She calmed down once I had her by the edge of the pool and she began to breathe again. Hmmm... I may get into some water rescue courses one of these days. While I know how to swim 'alright' and how to get a person out of the water, I do not know exactly what to do when someone is in a 'safe' area, but that has just swallowed water and is 'nervous' (therefore making themselves choke even more). Gotta research more on what to do there.

I will take the next 'class' in a different way. Nothing but kicks for a while. I have to get her comfortable with the head under water while she gains a balance of how to inhaled and exhale for swimming. In other words, I need to teach her how to let her breath out under water.

Thursday, June 03, 2004

Damn people

Somebody stole my mower. I last saw it on tuesday evening... after I came back from swimming at around 9:20am on wednesday it was no longer in my back yard. Bastards. I wish I knew witchcraft. I'd place a spell on all my things and if anyone did anything wrong with them or stole them the spell would make them blow up on their faces! How I wish I could do that.

Sorry story about this mower:

We bought it for my parents to replace another that had been stolen before (I think I may have mentioned earlier... yes, yes I did). Well this 2nd mower was in their possession for about 2 weeks when it too was stolen along with their new pup Beauty. The constable was able to recuperate the machine (chase activity and all) but not the puppy. Well, it's been 2 or 3 weeks since then. My mother brought me the mower so that I could fix something on it (seems that it was bandalized by the robbers so that they could perhaps sell it without too much trouble, posing it as an old and used mower). Well it is gone now... again... I doubt we'll get it back this time. The police didn't really make me feel with good vibes about how interested they were on following up with the case. I don't blame them. They must get a lot of calls for yard robbing.

*sigh* Nothing ANYWHERE is safe.

I live in the city as opposed to my mom who lives in a ranch area, so we figured it would be safer here. Riiight. It is realy uncomfortable. We do not know who is watching us... when... and more importantly Why. I like to open up my windows and get some light inside. It helps avoid 'kitty' and 'housewife' depression. Heh, now I am concerned about people looking inside and 'wanting' my expensive stuff.

Juveniles and Bums are greedy for electronics.

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Just a quiz

Congratulations! You're Legolas!

Which Lord of the Rings character and personality problem are you?
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oiiiiii

Hmmm