Wednesday, February 22, 2006

this little light of mine

After all that has gone on during the last several days, I have found my solace in Elle. She is such an amazing little light. The hugs and kisses have been plentiful and her smile, oh that smile melts me. I could go on and on but you know how mothers tend to gush, so I will just share a couple of pics that make me smile.

She is deep in contemplation. Thinking about what?

This is her hair after taking out her pig tail. She loved the way it was sticking up. She kept looking in the mirror and giggling.

I asked her to smile, and this is what I got. The kid is a total ham.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Recovering - The Gram update

I am going to cut and paste here, what I have written on my Gram's care-page website for our family. Here is the run down. By the way, don't worry, it is ALL good news!

February 20, 2006 at 07:04 PM EST
GOOD NEWS! Gram got out of surgery at 1:15 (EST) and she is doing great. The nurse taking care of her in ICU said that she is 100% where she needs to be. I feel like we've won the lottery! They are beginning to "bring her around" meaning that they are slowly bringing her to consciousness. They allowed Papa to touch her hand and when he did, she opened her eyes! She also opened her eyes when Mom said "I love you, Mom." A nurse promptly scolded Mom, telling her that there was NO TALKING ALLOWED! This is because Gram is on the ventalator and they don't want her to try to talk. Speaking of the ventalator, they will try to take Gram off the vent sometime late tonight. I will let you know in the morning how that went. I also wanted to let you know that the surgeon said that post-op complication rate was only 2% (yes, that is a two) and Gram was a prime canidate for this surgery. It will be a few days before Gram is in a regular room where she can have regular visitors, flowers, cards etc... I am giving Papa your messages and will print and mail them to Gram when she is up to reading them. Please continue to be praying for Gram. She made it over the big hurdle but her recovery is going to be slow and sore and she needs all the support she can get. I will post again when I have more news to share.

February 21, 2006 at 10:29 AM EST
More good news! Gram is off the ventalator! She is smiling (smiling is GREAT!) and talking just a little bit. Mom stayed the night and said she did well overnight. Mom went home to get a few hours of sleep and Pop and Uncle Tom are there with her now. Mom should be back there soon - she calls me with the updates. Uncle Tom said that the nurse told him that Gram is 100% where she needs to be in her recovery post-surgury process. Gram is a good patient, and she is being very strong. She also has excellent care. Papa wanted me to tell you that. He said "please tell everyone that she is getting excellent care." He also said that Gram's nurse is a tough as nails lady but Papa said, I quote, "top notch, excellent, one of the best nurses I have ever seen." So that is pretty great. And the fact that he is pleased with her care makes us all feel better too. Gram will be in the special post surgery "locked down" ICU for atleast one more night. After which she will be moved to a "room" where she can have visitors other than immediate family.

February 21, 2006 at 05:16 PM EST
Another Good news update. Gram sat for two hours in a chair this afternoon. While sitting, Pop fed her a bananna popsicle, an orange popsicle and some broth. Gram wasn't really excited about sitting up for two hours, but she is in great spirits. She is resting again and her nurse once again reported that Gram is doing excellent. We couldn't ask for more, could we?

So that is where we are now. I'm so thankful that she made it through the surgery as well as she did, but then again, I didn't expect anything less ;) Tenativly, I will be going to Michigan next week to help Gram with her recovery and her first week home. I will let you know more as plans develop.

Monday, February 20, 2006


I have been quiet for awhile because it has been a stressfull couple of days. My grandmother went in on Saturday morning for cardiac-cath and the news wasn't good. As I write this, she is having open heart bypass surgery. My gram is a wonderful woman. We are very close - we talk on the phone everyday sometimes 5 times a day. We have a very special relationship, one I treasure. Some of my favorite things about her are:

- She knows and understands the importance of the right shade of Lipstick
-She is the best cook, ever.
- She respects my dislike for sweet pickels and won't put them in my potato salad or tuna.
- She is one of the smartest people I know - She has the answers to questions that many
PhD's cannot answer.
- She can dish with me on the soap operas with out shame. I don't know who else I would talk to about the Young and the Restless.
- She is beautiful with out being difficult.
- She always smells good. Like powder, soap and dentine.
- She has a big vocabulary (but she keeps it a secret and whips out big words when we are least expecting it).
- She can always make me feel better. Even if I am feeling great, she'll make me feel better than great.
- She might be small, but she is mighty. She is one of the strongest people I know.

Could you please remember my gram in your thoughts and prayers, meditations and wishes today? It would mean a lot.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Happy Valentines Day

Three puppies! Two girls and a boy. I know it is so uber cliche, but really, how cute is it that Pippy had her puppies on Valentines Day?!

I almost can't stand the cuteness - but knowing that they will start pooping soon makes the cuteness barable.

Is there a doctor in the house?

It's 2:45 and I am wide awake. "Why am I awake," you ask?


I woke up at about 2:30 with a strong sense of urgency to check on Pippy and when I came out, she was birthing her first pup.

Welcome to the world Olympia! (That is what I am calling it (don't know yet if it is a boy or girl) until it goes to it's own home in 6 weeks.

We're having puppies! On Valentines Day!

Friday, February 10, 2006

::what's in a name?::

Will somebody tell me why they (the man, the powers that be, NBC, EVERYONE) are calling the Winter Olympics the Torino Olympics when it is in Turin? What in the heck is wrong with the name Turin?

We didn't call the Atlanta olympics the Georgia Olympics and the Salt Lake games were not refered to as the Mormon Olympiad,etc . . .

So what gives? Have you seen any reports giving credit to this jackassery?

Thursday, February 09, 2006

::becuase i'm so gracefull like that::

I am going to have a bruise on my cheek. I already have a hugeish throbbing goose egg (that sounds really sick), so I fully expect to see a bruise there when I wake up tomorrow morning. That is if I wake up, because lately my clumsyness is at an all time high and I'm pretty sure I am capable of some sort of night-time mishap.

Oh yeah, I'm babbling and I never even told you why I have a throbbing goose egg (gross) on my cheek.

I bent over to pick up one of Elle's 13 zillion toys and misjudged where my head would land and I smacked into the corner of the sewing machine (which is and antique, literally 100 years old, does not sew and doubles as a junk table). I hit it hard, hard enough to make the f-word fly out of my mouth without a second thought. And believe me friends, when you have a 2 and half year old tape recorder following you around - you think twice before bustin' out the big eff.

I wonder what the eff it'll look like in the morning... It kind of reminds me of when I was going through my radiation treatment and I would always wonder what new kind of wierdness my face was going to look like after a treatment. I'm still saddled with this carnage:

It's not quite as red anymore, but it's as smooth as a baby's arse and it repels water. You'd think that would gain me superhero qualifications, but alas - it doesn't. Too bad the throbbing goose egg (still sickin me out) wasn't on that side, then I could just turn to the right whenever someone spoke to me. Heh, but no, now turn to the left: cancer face - turn to the right: clumsy knocked on a sewing maching face...

I'm glad I don't go out for the weekend anymore.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

My dog is having puppies and I am having a COW.

My dog is pregnant. I can't even tell you the ammount of distress this is causing me. I feel so old fashioned right now. I just want to send her to some dog convent - let her have the puppies and come back to live with us like it never happened. It's not shame. It is total inconvenience. I HAVE NO TIME.

I can't be birthin' no puppies.

She is due within the next week and a half. THIS IS HORRIBLE. I have no place to put puppies. I have to keep them for SIX WEEKS. Puppies crap - a lot. I have nowhere to put small crapping puppies.

pausing to breathe into paper bag

Have any of you done this before? I have googled a bunch of stuff but I am in no way ready to be a canine mid-wife. Jeezie Creezie. I want to scream, cry and shoot the rapist dog from across the street.

Excuse me, I'm going to go scream some more.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

another reason why rural tennessee is backasswards

Grrr..... I DO NOT LIKE DSL.

Our telephone company is a TOTAL RACKET. I have no idea how they get away with what they're doing. How is it that BellSouth is not allowed to offer service to this area? I live 30 minutes away from my old home that had digital cable and bellsouth and ammenitites!

I'm not a snob. I'm not a princess. I don't ask for much! I would just like an internet connection that costs me 60 junior bacon cheese burgers to work when the wind blows harder than 5 miles an hour! I don't mind paying for good service. We upped our DSL to the highest speed offered and we've gone from snail/slug speed to elderly woman with a walker speed. Is fast internet too much to ask for? Is a continuous connection too much to ask for? Jeeze Creeze!

I'm going to go chill with Elle and watch Monsters, Inc. It's her new favorite movie and it is sooo nice to have a break from SpongeBob.