RLS - just another trial

Once again, typing on my iPhone. So there may be odd mistakes or completely wrong words thanks to auto-correct, my nemisis.

If you know what RLS stands for than you most likely suffer from it. Restless Leg Syndrome for those who don't. I've had it for as long as I can remember but I didn't always know it actually had a name and others struggled with it. I don't have it very bad. There are people that take medication for it. The only time I really can say it is bad is when I am pregnant. And then you can't take anything.

For those of you who don't know what it is, basically it is what it is called. And it is usually worse at night when you want to fall asleep but your legs make you feel like you are going crazy. When it is really bad nothing helps besides getting up and walking around which is hard to do when all you want to do is sleep.

But I have found something that helps me anyways. A massage pillow or cushion that viberates. If it is one of those neck pillows you place it between your calves and turn it on. I discovered this in my first pregnancy. Unfortunately I killed two of those babies. Well this pregnancy it started again when I hit my second trimester. It started to become more than the usual once in a while suffering. And there were no massage neck pillows to be found. So my husband bought me the back massage ones that have heat. This baby is ten times better! All I have to do is lay it under my legs, plug it in and go to sleep. It doesn't shut off so if the restlessness leaves in the night I just turn it off on one of my many pee breaks. The downside? Apparently it will drive your spouse from the bed to the couch. Which later on might not be a bad thing when I am feeling huge and want more space at night in our bed!

So there you have it. An outlet to a condition that causes the sufferer to lose much needed sleep.

I know This was not a very deep post but I hope it helps at least one other person find relief from RLS.

And for my faithful friends. Thank you for your prayers. After some gravol and iv fluids last Night I am on the mend.

Middle of the night ravings.

It is 3:21am right now and I'm lying hear filling quite I'll. What started as stew induced indigestion has ended with several hours of me once again worshipping the porcelain throne. And the indigestion persists. At this point I am convinced that this is beyond baby sickness and is rather a flu that Hubby brought home to me. The sneezing, chills and inability to sleep seems to confirm this.

My next post was started so many times in my head and none of them were going to be about being sick. Or typed with my thumbs on my iPhone. But here I am, king both. my mind is filled with unanswered questions about tomorrow. If I do have the flue how am I going to cope tomorrow with my suddenly overly hyper toddler? Cook supper? Take care of the puppy? Unpack? my husband has already had a sick day this week. It was a sore throat and as I seem to usually avoid colds or take weeks to actually come down with one I wasn't concerned. Of course he didn't tell me up his vomiting co-workers.

Alright, I'll be honest, he probably did but I am not the type of person to wait around expecting to get sick so I don't think about it until it happens.

Where was I? Oh, my blog has malfunctioned and I cannot see as a type because it keep jumping to the top. This is not a good thing when using an iPhone.... Well, i see that my complaining post is going to be cut short. I will try to have something happier to report tomorrow!

Welcome

Well, I have failed in my blogging reviews. It is so much easier to rant in my head than to type it down. I also blame being pregnant again and moving to a beautiful piece of land...

I have decided to quit Facebook and so, create a blog where people can keep updated on me and mine. I was going to send out news emails but I think that this option will be better. That way anyone wanting to stay in touch can follow this blog. For all you poor souls who stumbled across it there will not be much of interest in here. Some days I may rant and some days it may just be me telling you a bear meandered into my yard and I shot him with my husband's shotgun... And we feasted on bear meat for month (no this did not happen... well the shooting and feasting part.)

So, welcome to my blog. I am terrible at names and am sorry I could not think of anything more clever. I hope to post pictures but probably only after I figure out if there is an app for that on my iphone. I am sure there is.

 Let me bring you up to date. I currently am living on a peaceful hobby farm located only 15 minutes from the bustling city (it really is) of Dawson Creek. I am married to a wonderful man who probably will not be reading this blog so I can say what I want about him. We have one very cute daughter who is 20 months and are expecting our second child no later than February 10 (by c-section so no guessing there). We do not know what we are having yet but plan to find out. That is a whole other post for a whole other day.

I own three horses. Two are Thoroughbreds mares and one is TB/Hanoverian cross gelding. We own two cats, my husband's fat cat, Cleo (she really isn't fat anymore but she'd like to be) and my disturbed cat, Tirzah. We also have a new family member, an Australian Shepherd puppy named Logan (think X-men and think of my other blog... makes sense).

Thanks for dropping by and feel free to stay for as long (or as short) as you like!