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What’s in my bag?

July 6, 2012 by Ashley Hackshaw

When my friend Gussy asked me to be a part of her “What’s in your bag?” series I was so excited to show off my perfect purse life:

I rock!

Except that……

Ok, maybe I didn’t really “LIE” but I might have left a few things out. Actually, I did lie about the house key. We don’t have any house keys. We lost them all….so we have combination keypads now. Those were Lisa’s keys in the photo. Now let me break out the “SAW III” font for this next image……

*Just a note: Boo’s “fine china” isn’t always itchy. I don’t want her to be embarrassed later in life about this. When it’s 115 degrees here in the desert sometimes she gets a rash. I carry it with me so I’m not caught without it.

At school for a while she would be itchy at nap and wouldn’t tell the teacher how bad it was…..so I decided to call the school and mention it each afternoon so they’d ask her.

The first time I called, the woman who answers the phone yelled loud enough for the entire desert to pick up on: “WHO has a YEAST infection?”

My first reaction was all gangsta: “ME biaaaatchhh. I’m calling JUST to let you know that I have a yeast infection. What’s UP.”

Oh, I imagined that first reaction….nevermind, what I actually said was:

“Boo does…..could you just discretely check with her to see if I should pick her up? Thanks!”

Geez….I can never stay on track. This was supposed to just be a post about my friend Gussy’s awesome market tote.…but of course I had to go on a tangent. And now this post includes itchy fine china, rubber chickens, the movie SAW III, menopause, leaky pens, and yeast infections. I’m SO sorry!

I Had The Pleasure of Seeing…..

July 5, 2012 by Ashley Hackshaw

Just got back from Dr. L’s office. My scans were clear! The only change is a new cyst in my ovary which must be causing the discomfort in my pelvis.

I gave Dr. L a huge hug and he laughed and said “just don’t let your husband hug me.”

He said it was amazing news and now we’ll just monitor my HCG levels to make sure they don’t go up from 2.

He always does his dictation in the room and the second he took out his recorder, I said:

I had the pleasure of seeing Mrs. Hackshaw today……

….basically stealing his line.

He paused for a second and then dictated:

I saw Mrs. Hackshaw today……and had the pleasure of seeing her husband Mr. Hackshaw…..

I can’t wait to see if that gets edited out of the final version of his notes.

Anyway, thank you for all the prayers! Cookies for everyone. God is good.

#choosejoy

P.S. If I owned a rooster, I’d name him: Dr. Luke Dreisbach (aka “Dr. L” my oncologist)

P.P.S. Boo got this replacement chicken in the mail from my mom today…..replacement because the last one had reached the end of it’s life. My mom sent an emergency replacement in the mail because Boo was traumatized when the chicken popped and we had to throw it away.

P.P.P.S. Since we don’t have a rooster, we’ll name this chicken Dr. L….and hopefully the real Dr. L will understand it’s actually a great honor to have a rubber chicken named after you in our family.

Do I Get a Cookie?

July 5, 2012 by Ashley Hackshaw

I was totally prepared this morning…..there was going to be no wonky bra on today’s CT scans. I wore a sports bra top….you know, just in case I felt like doing some yoga while I drank my barium sulfate.

I hope the radiologist notices when he does the comparisons of past scans: oh look, finally…she got rid of the wonky underwire. Because I’m pretty sure they pay attention to those kind of things, right?

elevator photo opp
(when the doors opened the woman standing there thought I was taking a photo of her)

My CT scan got scheduled pronto and Dr. L asked them to call him with the results so we can meet again late this afternoon. That. is. efficient.

This was my breakfast. They usually let me drink the Crystal Light version…..I was not happy about this. I am a very competitive drinker and I knew this was not going to go down as fast as the “jungle juice” version.

Then I got home and wolfed down some chicken nuggets…..and I had BBQ sauce packets leftover from my last trip to Chic-Fil-A…..score. The day is getting better and better!

Me: I think something’s growing back in my hip. Look how this side is bigger than this one.
Lisa: It’s probably just fat.
Me: Well, scans are scheduled for Thursday morning.
Lisa: If it turns out that it’s just fat do I get a cookie?

Maybe it IS just fat. I ruled out constipation by increasing my intake of Miralax all last week. It could be just scar tissue too. Or maybe it’s my ovaries trying to come back to life. The possibilities are endless! I’ll let you know when I know. I’ll let you know if Lisa gets that cookie.

Happy Thursday/Monday-ish day!

I wrote over at Hey Look at Me today if you get a chance to check it out.

Oh, I ran into an old friend at the imaging center: Hi Scott! You’re the greatest friend ever for always taking Mr. T to his appointments.