There seemed to be great response to the eclipse series of photos so here is the next installment. It's a Mark Eclipse. The expression you see in this picture is the expression he gets every time he sees me these days - even if he had only turned away for a brief moment. I'm pretty shocked too every time I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.
There's not a lot to say these days aside from, "Ugh. My existence..." I am extremely tired (I type, as I reach for my Ambien) and there's not much I can do due to my... well, due to my current existence.
Moving most parts of my body requires a plan, focus, much effort, and often the support of another being. I find that I usually move every 30 minutes due to my call of nature. My bladder carries 1 tablespoon of liquid while my feet, ankles and legs carry a few gallons. I've been thinking a lot lately about the term "kankles". Where does the "K" come from? I can understand "fankles" (the "F" is for fat). I can understand "chankles" (the "ch" is for "chunk" or "chubby"). I can especially understand "nankles" (because there are "No" ankles). But why "kankles"?
As an update to my kankles obsession, Mark has reminded me that it is no a"k" in kankles, but a hard "C". The "C" isn't a derivative of "Christi", but in fact "Calf". A "cankle" is the loss of deliniation between the calf and the ankle. In my instance, I'm still sticking with the word "nankle", and i might as well start introducing the term "nalf" also since my legs just seems to be an continuation of the elephant knees I've also recently developed.
At my most recent doctor visits, there are currently no signs of me going into labor anytime soon (though things can change in an instant!). My doctors have now ordered to me to get out and get moving, see the world, help these babies along the way. We dediced to go out to dinner. Keeping the above pictures in mind, imagine me showing up to an all you can eat buffet. Just kidding. But I have gone out to eat a couple of times. Tonight we went to Buffalo Wild Wings with the other ENT residents. I just sat back in the booth with a big goofy, grin on my face, just happy to be out in the world! People might have suspected me to be a little crazy, but when I stood up those people realized they better not mess with me, I could easily smoosh them. Also, as part of my prescribed activity, we had our last backyard baby pool of the summer. It was great, Mark put a sun lounger and a little table next to me in the water. We spent the whole afternoon watching Cooper dig up pebbles and place them at my nankles.
There are so many little things that happen to me during the day that I'd love to tell you about. But, as my friends and family, I chose to spare you the graphic details of my current existence. I need to keep a little mystery, don't I?
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