Having fun in San Francisco and I've been tagged

We've been so busy I haven't had time to post. It's also hard to wrestle the computer away from Lisa during the day and Scott at night! This week is flying by. We visited Chinatown yesterday. I bought Sophie a cute little Panda wearing a Chinese outfit. I also bought some cute slippers and Lisa bought me some beautiful cards and a stamp that says "thank you" in Chinese. I'm going to use them for my baby shower, even though it's going to be like a million years before I have it. I'll post pictures after I get home. Today the kids had school and then it was such a nice day we came home and the kids played in the little swimming pool out on the deck. After nap time we took a nature walk on San Bruno Mountain and Cameron flew his kite. Oh, and Lisa and I squeezed in some shopping while the kids were at school. A fun couple of days! Tomorrow we are headed to Bonfante Gardens for the day. Then home on Friday. The time always goes by too fast when we are here. I've been tagged, so I'm supposed to post six wierd things about me. Hmmm...I might have to think about this a little. Pretty much everything is wierd about me, so it might be hard for me to choose just six. Maybe I'll post a couple now and the rest later.

1. I am very high maitenance when it comes to sleep. The room has to be completely dark. I have to have three pillows. One for my head, and one on either side of me. I can't sleep without earplugs. I started using them because we had noisy upstairs neighbors who kept very strange hours and then it became a habit. I also sleep with a white noise machine on(in case the ear plugs don't do the trick). I have sleep apnea and I sleep with a CPAP machine. It is hideous. I have had serious problems with insomnia in the past, so I often take a sleeping pill to help me sleep. If there is ever a fire in the middle of the night, I'm convinced I will die because I am drugged, I can't hear anything, I am wedged into the bed because of all of the pillows, and I have that machine on my face. Joe assures me he will make sure I get out alive. I don't believe him.

2. I have Stage V endometriosis. I have had it since I was fifteen, but it went undiagnosed for ten years. My first gynecologist said I was over reacting about the pain and I should take some Tylenol when I had my period. I have had three surgeries to correct it,the last one in Dec. of last year. None of them have been successful. It causes me severe cramping and pain ten days out of every month. It is a disease, and currently there is no cure. No one I know understands it, and often are frustrated that I don't feel good a lot of the time. I stopped writing about the pain on this blog because it seemed like I was whining too much and nobody wanted to hear it. Now I write in a diary. I told my co-workers the last surgery worked, because I got sick of them saying "You should go see a doctor about that" every single month. It is something I struggle with silently. Only my husband really knows the anguish it causes me. I'm pretty much just biding my time until I have a hysterectomy. Because of it, I have much more sympathy for people that suffer from chronic pain.
My time on the computer is up, so I'll have to finish this up tomorrow!