Friday, January 22, 2010

Big boy seat or "why I seriously need a new car"…

Not long ago I posted a self-congratulatory note about how I had finally paid off my car. It has been a nice few months of not sending Toyota large sums of money, but something has happened recently that is making me wonder if I could swing another car payment...

You see, Mr. Macias has graduated from the car seat and into his big boy seat, the one that he'll have for several years. Getting the car seat in and out of my Celica was always difficult to say the least, but now things have gotten absurd. Because the safest place for his seat is on the passenger side and it has to be facing backward for now, I have to load him in the car from the drivers side. Sadly, the drivers side seat doesn't move forward as far as the passenger side seat does. First I have to maneuver him into the car, then sit him in the back seat. Then I have to maneuver myself into the car, and crouch just enough to be able to pick him up, turn him 180 degrees and plop him in the seat, doing so completely with my arms as my legs are immobilized and cannot help lift his now 20-pound heft.

I had performed this feat (or as I've now dubbed it, the "Bonner maneuver") on several occasions, every time seemingly more difficult than the last. Each time the only thought running through my head was how much simpler it would be to do this in a nice four-door sedan. Then I would stop myself from thinking such thoughts - I don't need a new payment, it's only for the next four months until the seat can be front facing, etc. Today, however, I was clearly focused too much on how big a pain of the ass it is, and not on the task at hand and accidentally bumped Macias' head against the top door frame on his way in. It wasn't a hard bump at all, and at first I thought he might not even have noticed - wrong. When I sat him down he had the most pained look on his face, then started wailing - tears streaming down his face :(

Macias is such a happy baby (even during the rare occasion that he is crying, it's more like an annoyed whine) that it was a complete and utter shock for me to see him truly in pain and upset. In that instant, I felt like the world's lousiest Dad. He let me have it for nearly two minutes before I guess the pain subsided and he became fascinated by the CD's and cassettes (yeah I still play cassette tapes sometimes….what about it?) in the seat pocket. Still, he didn't like being picked up, he didn't like being buckled in, barked at me the whole way to school and didn't like being taken out of the car any more than being put in. Then I further made him angry by putting him in one of the jumpers at school that I failed to notice had a half-full milk bottle resting on top of it, which he did not fail to notice and reached for immediately only to have it taken away by his mean ol' Dad. All in all, I think for the first time since he's been around he'd had enough of me this morning. I wasn't expecting that for another few years at least.

Anyway, as the hours pass by and I don't face the prospect of having to put him in my car again until tomorrow, the desire to get another car has died down. Though, next time I do have to deal with it I'll concentrate really hard on getting him safely, then when that's done take a moment and wonder what it would be like getting him in and out of one of these....

Thursday, January 14, 2010

The Jalapeño incident

Long story short - apparently, I'm allergic to jalapeños.

Long story: On December 12th, I awoke to a mild sore throat. Having been ill with one damn thing or another since Macias started bringing home kid germs from his day care, I just chalked it up to yet another cold/flu thing. The sore throat stayed with me for a week, sometimes worse than others but never really going away. I went to the Doctor and got on some Amoxicillin for the next ten days but it didn't help - the sore throat came and went as it pleased, mostly mild but sometimes very painful. This continued for the entire following month. Being the nerd that I am, I immediately sought out advice on the Internet. Sadly, I learned that I had either cancer or AIDS and was about to die. Having sufficiently freaked myself out and worried sick that I was never going to see my son grow up, I scheduled yet another visit to the Doctor, hoping that he could tell me something about the sore throat that wouldn't go away.

The earliest appointment I could get was for this past Monday, so with nothing left to do but wait I enjoyed my usual weekend fare, including the bacon cheeseburger at Five Guys which I get with ketchup, mustard, mayo, grilled onions and jalapeños. It was delish, however I woke up in the middle of the night on Sunday with the sore throat as bad as it had ever been, then on Monday morning was nauseous and actually even vomited from all the mucous in my throat and stomach. Allison had to take the baby to day care, and I collapsed on the couch, convinced my time was just about up. About five minutes later, a funny thing happened - I felt fine. The sore throat was gone completely. I have limited medical knowledge, but I do know that viruses and other illnesses don't come and go like that. Determined to figure out my problem, or to at least have something to tell the Doctor, I headed back to the Internet.

After entering in this new information from my Monday morning incident, I stumbled across some information about food allergies. Specifically, ones caused by eating the same food over and over again. Some of my symptoms started to match up, but having never been allergic to anything before it still seemed unlikely. One of the sites suggested that I ask myself what if I had recently begun to eat something I had never eaten before - being the creature of habit that I am, it didn't take long to come up with it: jalapeños. You see, recently a Jersey Mikes has opened in Bluffton, and the #56 is simply the best cheesesteak I've ever had. For the last few months, I'd gotten it - a lot - and found that I could not only tolerate the jalapeños, but actually started to like them and then started getting them on anything I could - burgers, nachos - even jalapeño potato chips.

It's been five days since my last jalapeño, and I'm still sore-throat free. The Doctor said there is a test for an allergy to that specific food, but that because it's more rare that other allergies it's part of the 200 food test panel, and would set me back $595 dollars if done by the Doctor. He rightfully suggested that I should probably just cut out jalapeños in order to test the theory rather than spend the money to be sure.

I'm still not convinced that I've found the cure to my problems, so far it's just a theory that happens to fit the facts. If true however, it sucks. I'm really going to miss my #56.

Sunday, January 03, 2010

Peas in a pod

This pea is glad the other won't remember this season...sheesh.

Friday, January 01, 2010

Happy New Year!

My New Year's resolution? To blog more. Heh.