other things...

Checked off MommyBear's "To-Do" list:

*forget to give NBear one dose of glutathione lotion AND Probiotics, and regret it for the rest of the trip :(
*share NBear's biomedical treatment with a stranger at Disneyland (You know, Jenny McCarthy's book?) - Smile and get even more excited when she mentions that she too is a teacher, and shares a concern for parents who are afraid to exit the world of denial!
*give NBear a few AFP tablets - we know she may be exposed to foods with a certain amount of gluten in them
*try to maintain composure when the kids tear the hotel room apart
*be creative when writing a comment card for the hotel

photo shoot

After many grueling hours of hair and makeup, background lighting adjustments, and the pain of choosing the perfect location, it has all come down to this.

Presenting, NBear's biomeds arsenal in all their photogenic glory:

(the newest member to this group is the 200mg of ZEN bottle - Dr. Mielke called these pills "calming amino acids" :) Have they worked? Our answer is yes. NBear hasn't quite achieved her ULTRA ZEN state as of yet, but we'll take it! I wonder if they'll work for me.....

Pictured above is the "needs refrigeration" group. These supermodels were hard to deal with, considering they were extremely picky about superficial details like harsh light, and the amount of time they wanted to spend out of their cool environment. They were definitely a hard bunch to please! (from top: ProbioGold *probiotic capsules*, Glutathione topical cream, and - this was the hardest one to book because of its popularity - B-12 shot.)

why nurses are banned from migraines

I still smile about the events that transpired last night. :)

Monster Migraine attacked mommy, so I asked Daddy to play nurse and give NBear her 2nd round of meds and supplements.......oh boy.

Don't get me wrong - he's great at measuring the perfect amounts and finding creative ways to get the kids to take them (like adding activated charcoal to applesauce and calling it "Black applesauce", which NBear loved!)...but, like I said, oh boy. HAHA!

Event #1:

M: *head covered by blanket, fetal position, trying to fight off the pulsating pain in my head* So, you gave her all her meds already, right?

D: *getting comfy on the bed, Jenny McCarthy book in hand, preparing to cover himself in the oh-so-soft comforter* Yes, I did.

M: Did you have a hard time finding the Nu-Thera in the medicine cabinet?

D: *insert pregnant pause here* Oh....shoot....I forgot that. I was just looking at the stuff in the little basket! [I bought a small wicker basket from Michael's for her stuff, but the Nu-Thera needed to be stored "in a cool, dry place", and I didn't feel like a spot near the rice cooker would be appropriate]

M: ...and the diflucan? [also in the medicine cabinet]

D: (no response, but hurries out of his comfy spot - tosses Jenny's book back on the nightstand, runs downstairs, and emerges through the door with water and the Nu-Thera...still in caplet form [I mix the contents in the strawberry-flavored cod liver oil for sanity's sake].
* I can hear him trying to convince her to swallow the caplet to no avail. :) When I woke in the morning, I find - on the bathroom counter - evidence that he succumbed to the inevitable: a small porcelain bowl, and a medicine dropper. :)

Event #2

(background info: NBear's glutathione ointment requires us to put on latex gloves as we apply it on her skin. K had read online that it may also be used for helping out with gout, something he unfortunately suffers from)

Him: You know, I tried putting NBear's glutathione on - without any gloves - yesterday!

Me: You DID?

Him: Yeah, ' cause you know how I read that it can help gout...so I figured, what the heck, right?

Me: Uh - huh? [At this point I'm thinking - Why does HE get to have all the mini-adventures?]

Him: Man, when I put it on her back, my FINGERS STARTED TO GET NUMB! *reenacting (sp?) the event by holding his fingers up to his face*

Me: WHAT? What did you do????

Him: *laughing* I just decided to wash it off! (and something to the effect of "I started freaking out"...but I refuse to use inappropriate language on this blog)

Men.

'nuff said.

I love the way he cracks me up without planning on it.