Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Flowers

Dear Hannah,

I'll have pictures of the bump after this weekend, don't worry. But here is a funny flower story. So, last weekend, I helped out with the middle school musical. My job was to make sure the kids put their props back in the correct place and cue two techies when to push on sets. It was a tough job, but someone had to do it. My sweet mother came to the production with a big bouquet of flowers. One of the students in the audience asked my mother, "who are the flowers for?" She responded, "My little girl." "Oh, what part did she play?" "Well... I guess she's not that little." Then she had to awkwardly explain that I wasn't IN the play, I was a teacher helping out with the play. I got the biggest bouquet of all the kids and I was thrilled! I love my mommy.

Here are some pretty pink roses for you - wish I could hand deliver them!



Here are pretty flowers made BY you -



It feels good to be back!
Love you,
Ellen

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

awww

Do you know how cute your house is? Next up...post of YOU. Your house isn't pregnant. Haha. But, I'm really really proud of you for posting...just gettinerdun!






In other news, I miss flowers. And you. How about bringing me both?

Oh...and...what would you do with the piano if you moved it? I do like that spot.

xox
Hannah

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Finally

Dearest Friend,
I've decided to come out of hiding and finally post again. Oh, and I'm pregnant! But, you knew that. Anyway, there is a lot to catch up on. First of all, I went to IKEA last weekend with my friend Bijal and had a blast! My purpose in going was to fix two problems we have in our living room.

1) We have no storage except for the cubbyholes in our coffee table.


2) We are using a piano for an entertainment center. Not efficient use of space exactly.



So, I got a new Expedit! It's 2 squares by 4 squares. We're thinking about putting it either under the Rwanda painting in picture 1 or in place of the piano in picture 2. What do you think?

Another problem to solve. This is going to be the baby's room. Oops.



I'm open to suggestions!

It feels good to be back :)

Love,
Ellen

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Gender Neutral

...and do you have something you'd like to share with the class? :)


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Monday, September 19, 2011

Body Mass Index

Dear Ellen,

You know with a title like that, this is going to be a good one! So, I was just at the sleep doctor for a follow up appointment with my CPAP (pressurized air) machine that I use at night. He walks in the door joking about Old MacDonald EIEIO.

The doctor plugs in the memory card from my breathing machine into his computer. I got the equivalent of A+, which we know is important to you and me for some reason. Then my doc looked down at my chart and said, "I see you've gained ten pounds."

"Yeah," I responded. "I'm working on it. I have this thing where I gain weight in the summer and lose it in the winter. I'm backwards from most people. I think I eat more when I'm happy. I'm happier in the summer."

No response; he's charting. Then my 3.5 year old makes crazy noises and acts a little rambunctious.

"You silly boy," Doc says. You better be good or Mommy's not going to cook you any lunch. Or, she's going to cook it and eat it all herself. So she can be happy."

"Whoa...that was mean!" I say.

(Parenting moment where I have to respond or redirect my 3.5 year old).

"You know, Doc, you ought to know not to say mean things about women and their weight. I'm surprised you don't know that by now."

Smiling and charting, he says, "I just speak the truth. I have no filter."

Then we move on into more productive territory like BMI and healthy weight and that if I want to redo my sleep study to see if I still need the breathing machine, I should lose some weight so that I don't skew the studies. In my mind, 'lose some weight' means get back down to the weight the sleep study was done at so we can isolate and eliminate the variable of the sleeping aid I took for the sleep study and see if I really do have 'hypopnea' or if it was drug-induced.

Doctor charts out loud. I wonder aloud "Does it make a difference how you write this up? I mean, I'm not asking you to lie, but if you make it sound like the re-study is my idea then insurance might not cover it."

I agree to talk to insurance and see what they will cover. I'm still nervous about this because a doctor stamp of approval with minimal details strikes me as sometimes a better option than all the minutae, because insurance companies will pounce on any detail and harp it to death to try to prove why something doesn't need to be covered. Anyway. At some point in here I tell him I signed up for Zumba.

"I don't know what that is."

"It's a Latin dance cardio class."

More charting.

As I'm leaving, the doctor says, "I'll reschedule you for a revisit within one year and you can call if you lose weight. We're talking significantly lower than the weight you were at when you started the study."

"Wait, what? What does that mean?"

"I mean like my weight."

"Um, what is that?"

123.

"Why do I have to weigh what you weigh?"

"Because if you're not significantly lower than when you started, the insurance won't pay and you're wasting your money."

"I'm not trying to change that variable. I'm talking about the sleeping aid."

Apparently he missed that part.

"So I will call you," I continue, when I weigh (previous weight minus 1) and I've talked to my insurance about what they will cover.

We're out in the common area by this point. Actually I think the door was open and we were heading out right around the time the doctor told me I need to weigh what he weighs. Bear in mind I'm taller than he is. All the staff behind their computers know how much I weigh now, if they were listening.

As I'm walking away, he calls, "Okay, but until then I've got you scheduled for one year."

Tonight, I'm going to tear it up at Zumba. When I got home, I went for a run. I made myself eat lunch. Then I googled a BMI calculator, just for fun. It's weird, if I lose three pounds I will no longer be considered overweight. I know there is such a thing as ideal weight, and I should lose more than three pounds to be in the MIDDLE of the ideal weight for my height. But it made me wonder...if I gained twenty pounds and then went in, what would Doctor 123 say?

Love you,
Hannah

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Heirloom Tomatoes

Dear Ellen,

Two words: Heirloom. Tomatoes. They are truly the best. Not just a fad, not just a fun phrase...just the best. And yes, I would like some goat cheese with that. Lots of it. xoxoxo



Monday, August 29, 2011