Sunday, April 29, 2012

Day 135

I found this on article I thought it was really interesting.

Professor Chris Idzikowski, director of the UK Sleep Assessment and Advisory Service analyzed six common sleeping positions - and found that each is linked to a particular personality type.

Your sleeping position

What your sleeping position says about you ...
Those who curl up in the foetus position are described as tough on the outside but sensitive at heart. They may be shy when they first meet somebody, but soon relax. This is the most common sleeping position, adopted by 41% of the 1,000 people who took part in the survey. More than twice as many women as men tend to adopt this position. 

Lying on your side with both arms down by your side. These sleepers are easy going, social people who like being part of the in-crowd, and who are trusting of strangers. However, they may be gullible.

People who sleep on their side with both arms out in front are said to have an open nature, but can be suspicious, cynical. They are slow to make up their minds, but once they have taken a decision, they are unlikely ever to change it. 

Lying on your back with both arms pinned to your sides. People who sleep in this position are generally quiet and reserved. They don't like a fuss, but set themselves and others high standards. 

Lying on your front with your hands around the pillow, and your head turned to one side. Often gregarious and brash people, but can be nervy and thin-skinned underneath, and don't like criticism, or extreme situations. 

Lying on your back with both arms up around the pillow. These sleepers make good friends because they are always ready to listen to others, and offer help when needed. They generally don't like to be the center of attention. 

The remainder of those in the poll said the position they fell asleep varied or did not know. 

Professor Idzikowski also examined the effect of various sleeping positions on health. He concluded that the free fall position was good for digestion, while the starfish and soldier positions were more likely to lead to snoring and a bad night's sleep. 

Professor Idzikowski said "Lying down flat means that stomach contents can more readily be worked back up into the mouth, while those who lie on their back may end up snoring and breathing less well during the night. "Both these postures may not necessarily awaken the sleeper but could cause a less refreshing night's sleep." 

The research also found that most people are unlikely to change their sleeping position. Just 5% said they sleep in a different position every night.

My only question now is....  what does it mean when you sleep like this?
How do you sleep?

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Day 131

We went back to my old stomping ground the other day. What up 602! I had to get my hearing tested. I was supposed to stay asleep through the entire test, but that didn't happen. The audiologist had to put little electrodes all over me and she buffed my head with sand paper to get the electrodes to stick.
It hurt! How is a girl supposed to sleep through a facial- and one I didn't even ask for? Not to mention my brother and sister were fighting the whole time and wrestling on the floor.  .....But that noise I am used to. I did pass the test, my hearing is perfect. My mom was able to get me to relax enough for the doctor to get some results. She got me milk drunk and then burped me. AAAAHHHHH... I love that. Puts me to sleep just thinking about it.
After my appointment we went and picked up my dad for lunch. I got to meet some of his co-workers. They all said how cute I was, and called me tiny. I need to go hang out there some more.
Hi again to the two Sandras, Scott, Danielle, Leticia, Tre, Tammi, Alissa, and Janet!
I have a different appointment coming up with a neurosurgeon to discuss the blood on my brain and also if I will need a helmet to help shape my scull. Mom said if I have to get one she would bling it out for me, so that would not be too bad I guess. I will keep you updated.
Not much else going on. I am 7 pounds 13 ounces and getting bigger every day! Happy hump-day!!

This is one of the many cards that decorated our rooms in the hospital. My thoughts could not help but wander back in time when we returned to my old hospital. I thought about my sister allot and my long journey so far in life. My life is so much clearer now- not having to view it thorough the thick plastic wall of the isolette.
The other day my mom got to talking with a lady. Mom asked how many kids she had.
"4" the lady said.
Mom had to bite her lip quickly, because she almost burst out with a "me too!"
And truth be told- she does have 4 of us, but not to make anyone one uncomfortable she tries not to talk about Britta to strangers.
She was recounting a story to my dad the other day. Saying how years ago in church someone was talking about how many children she had, and counted one that she had miscarried.
My mom said how weird she thought that was at the time. Funny- I am starting to learn how easy it is to make snap judgements about people but until we have walked in their shoes we never fully understand the journey.
Mom was saying that she understood it more now. Why that sister would get up and mention a baby she had not yet raised. She wanted people to know that her baby lived, that he was here on this Earth and had touched her life. And just because he was not here as long and you or I,  he changed her life and deserved to be mentioned as part of the family. He deserves to be accounted for- just like Britta. 
I guess it's our hard times that humble us and allow us to understand one another a little deeper.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Day 121

This is my great-great-great grandparents. Arthur Lennox and Annie Boyd.
 Britta and I are named after them. Our middle names are their middle names- pretty cool huh?
They were good people. Poor country people really, and traveled around picking fruit. Born in 1879 and 1881 they saw allot of changes in the world, and truly experienced real hard times. Before having my great-great grandmother they took on another mouth to feed. Annie Boyd's brother lost his wife and son in two separate accidents, but very close together and could not care for his youngest son, so they raised him for a while.

My sister's middle name Ella is after these two beautiful numbers right here. Talk about two tough broads. My grand-mother and great-grand mother. My great-grand mother raised 5 kids on her own and worked her way up from nothing. She had a gun pulled on her one time and grabbed it out of the mans hand- I would have loved to have been able to see the look on that guys face.
My grandmother is a good woman too. Very smart and very kind..... and she wears way too much perfume.

My brother's middle name comes from my dad's side of the family- look at this tough guy. Uncle Wade is a favorite around here. This is an old picture- he is married now to an amazing lady. My sister especially loves her Aunt Amanda and I do too....You know it is something when my sister loves you, because she doesn't like anybody.  My mom's brother is quite a bit older then her, so Uncle Wade is like the brother she never had. It was mom's idea to name my brother after him. He is one of the most helpful men I have ever known.

My mom first heard the name Britta when my dad and her started dating. Britta was a girl that my mom had become friends with and she was really cool. Mom liked her so much, and just new they were going to be besties. Then Britta said "I like that guy Luke" and she knew that was the end of that. Mom had to tell Britta that she was dating him, and although it remained totally civil it was just plain awkward.
My first name came from a TV show. Yep. How sad is that? Well, now that I think of it maybe it is better then a chick that had the hots for my dad?
Buffy the Vampire slayer was a popular show back in the 90's and the snobby popular girl's name on the show was Cordelia Chase. Mom loved it from then on, and that was all she wrote. It is a bit dainty, and my Great-Aunt Addie asked if it had been resurrected from the Civil War era. ....and yes. It is and old name, but I have grown quite fond of it.

I had an EKG and an ultrasound on my heart. Everything is looking alright, and my heart is returning back to the size it should be. Phew! But when the nurse opened the door to call us back she looked at me and my mom. She was holding the chart and had a look on her face as if to say 'I have no idea how to say this.'
Now- I know my name is not common, and it is an older name- but I think it is easy to read? It sounds exactly like it is spelled.
My mom says "Cordelia?" And the nurse smiled.
When we get back into the office the nurse tells my mom that her nieces name is Cordelia. My mom looked puzzled at this point, and if I could talk I would have asked for a different nurse. Seriously?! "Here's your sign."
She goes on to explain that they spell the name differently. (Not the right way) but Kordili.... someting- something-something. I lost track, and I think there was a "Q" in there somewhere.
When my brother was born and just a few months old my mom was sitting in a waiting room at a different doctors office. An old lady who looked to be about 200 asked what his name was.
"Rhett" said my mom.
"what dear"? the old lady asked.
"Rhett" she said again.
....Well this continued about 8 more times, each time my mother getting louder and louder and the old lady leaning in getting closer and closer.
Finally she heard the name, and looked at my mother like that was the silliest name she had ever heard.
Not 10 seconds later the nurse calls "Scarlet?" and the old lady gets up and heads to the door.
All the other nurses start to die laughing and one screeches "her name was Scarlett?!!"
You would have thought once she heard Rhett- would have said "Oh! my name is Scarlet!"

As in.....  Gone with the wind. Rhett and Scarlett.

One of the best novels and hands down one of the greatest films ever made.
Rhett is often confused for Brett. He has also been called Fred. Poor guy. Once at another doctors office he was called Riot. .....Seriously Riot? I don't think Hooked on Phonics works for nurses.
My sister gets mistaken for Grace... but that is a bit more understandable. 
If this is any indication of how things are going to be I may just legally change my name to Chicken Wing..... or stop going to doctors offices altogether.