The One Where I Just Go Off In A Million Directions

Been awhile since I blogged for blogging sake, without a specific motif in mind. I have a couple things to post about, none of which constitute a standalone post, so I'm just going to update lots of things in general

Shannon is setup for surgery on November 1st. We were hoping for a sooner surgery date, but they need to schedule two different surgeons for a whole day, so it had to be a bit longer. It works fine, just a long time to wait around. Still some uncertainty about how the cancer fight is doing, but she's fighting it hard, and there's still things to hope for, so we're continuing to hope, pray and fight. Some days, I'm downtrodden and get caught up in worries. But lately...something just feels better. Like something is reassuring me that we don't need to worry so much. I can't explain it, just lots of days where it almost feels this whole thing is starting to get behind us.

Noah is....every bit of a 3 year old. I love him, but he can really be a butt somedays. He routinely tells me he doesn't like me and wants me to go away. It hurts even though I know he doesn't really mean it. I know it's just him being three, but it gets tough to handle some most of the time. He doesn't act up at school, from what we can tell, so I won't complain much. He's a good kid. He went to a wedding on Saturday (Very proud that my kid experienced a same sex wedding at an early age), and that kid is a RIOT when he dances (See here). He's finally started on swim lessons. VERY cautious in the water, but he listens well.

Darcy is a major cutie. She smiles at EVERYONE. I am going to need a big ass shotgun....probably sooner rather than later. She can't sit up quite yet, but soon I can tell. Her weight and head have joined the "normal" world and are up to 25th percentile. Meanwhile, like Noah, her height is nearly off the charts.

Only two more pounds to lose to hit 50. I want that set of steak knives! I'm feeling thinner and though I don't notice any change when checking a mirror shirtless, I look thinner when dressed in clothes I think. I'm loving the progress I've made, because this is seriously so much more than I've ever done before. And it's such a big thing to hang my hat on. 210 isn't a good weight to be either, but 50 pounds off me probably added a year or two to my life, at least.

Remember my last post about Red Cross? So, I'm donating platelets. Friday. Super psyched to know I'm helping to save someone's life.

I'm getting back to my running strength, pre-blood donation. Shaved my time down to 10:30 per mile. I'm still running the Undy 5k, even though it's just 4 days after Shannon's surgery. Shannon told me I still had to run it. So you should either run it with me or donate or send it around. I bumped the team goal up to 1,000 after we smashed our last goal of 800. Friends of Shannon Hamilton Team Page

Apparently, I'm an Untapped Oil Well

So remember how in my last post, I mentioned that I was interested in donating platelets?

Got a call from the Red Cross today. Apparently when my blood work came back from my donation, they noted that I was:
1. Male
2. Blood type A+
3. High Platelet Count

Those three things means they marked my report with a smiley face and handed it off to the lady who called me. Because according to her, I am "a universal donor for platelets". You don't know how much that pumps me up. As soon as I can figure out the best logistics, I'm so donating platelets now. Especially when I see that platelets are only useable for 5 days. So any donations that come in now, HAVE to be used right away, otherwise they are unusable. So right away, I'll be helping 1-3 people per donation. AND platelet donations don't weaken your running like donating blood does. That's why my runs have been harder to finish.

So that just ends up being a happy irony. I was already thinking about doing it, then I find out I'm "in demand" to do it. Sweet!