Baby Steps

I feel like a proud new momma!!!

 

 

My mom got to take my dad home and he is walking again :)

He uses a walker and they had to rearrange the house a bit, but he is home and taking the necessary steps (haha) to get back on track.

Mom has even taken him out on a couple of field trips to work and getting his hairs cut.

They even have a neighbor that recently became a massage therapist and she is going to come over and massage his legs one or twice a week.

He is going to dialysis 3 times a week, but we are in the hopes that he can stop in the not too distant future or at least go for 3 hours instead of 4 1/2...his bony ass just can sit still that long.

 

He wants to try and drive the block a bit...no worries though, his right leg was unaffected and his doesn't drive a stick...I do hope that my mom goes with him tough...

partly for his safety and the safety of others, but mostly for mine...

 

I have a secret...

 

He asked me to stash a pack of cigarettes and working lighter for him before I flew back home...

and I didn't.

 

I did leave a very sweet and heartfelt card, but I don't think he is going to see it as sweet.

 

He even threatened to cut off my Christmas present.

 

I love my dad more than I love his money.

 

I also told him that I couldn't ask him to do something that i wasn't willing to do myself.

 

I smoke when I drink, when I am home in Fla and when I am mad, but no more : )

We'll see how is goes when I actually go back home, but I think I can do it.

F&*% me running in a snowstorm...

I just can't keep up!

 

Too much, too fast, too often

 

My dad's health...a summary

 

2/15 goes in for procedure to have clot removed from fistula

2/16 starts coughing up blood, goes to ER then home

2/17 starts coughing up too much blood, 911 and a ride to the ER...bleeding to much, can't do tests...gets lights and sirens all the way to big hospital a few towns over...

2/18 still bleeding, being observed

2/19 go up his leg, into his heart and over to lungs to stop bleeding

2/20 bleeding stops but has an embolism in his spine and now does not have use of his legs

2/21 in looking for answer to legs, realize that his aneurysm has grown and needs to be handled

one way of handling aneurysm will kill kidneys, so have to travel to Texas to get fixed...on his own dime!

While Dad is in hospital...Mom starts having major, serious IBS issues and has to take herself down to the ER

Things stay the same and they start looking for rehab facilities to get legs back on line while waiting for answer from Texas

2/26 I fly home, Dad goes to rehab, Mom falls apart

they start to fight and I have to keep them separated for 2 1/2 days

He is doing great at rehab and even walks 24 feet with little help

3/3 I fly back home

3/4 he starts going downhill a bit, gets a fever has to get a Foley cath, has breathing issues

3/5 transported by ambulance to yet another hospital, has 2 blood transfusions, gets breathing treatments every 3 hours for COPD issues and goes on dialysis in the am

 

I need a drink!

 

Will probably fly back home again in a week or so...

feels kind of feels good to vomit all of this out : )

 



mmmm.beer...

Channeling my inner Homer Simpson

waiting for the hubby to come home after filling up his growler

 

local brewery that has some pretty awesome stuff

 

and I am super excited because he is NOT bringing home an IPA

 

we use to laugh and gag at those hop-py pints of fermented piss and now he not only drinks them...he likes it and the hop-py-er the better

 

guess he finally found a way to keep me from drink his beer

 

I have been on a chai latte & Bailey's kick anyway

 

cheers

 

: )

 



Favorite quote of the week

It comes from Kelle's blog Enjoying the Small Things

 

"I lost my shit"

 

She is WAY preggo and the mommy to Lainey that just started Kindergarten this year and awesome Nella who just turned three and has Down Syndrome...

 

I think I have just found my theme for the year

: )

 

 

Losing my shit can be good, bad and everything inbetween

 

I want to be so fun, footloose and fancy free this year that people think that I seriously lost my shit

 

Here we go!

 

Day 1

 

Going to get off my ass and while a good, homecooked and nutrious meal is being oprepared and cooked - I am going ot COMPLETELY clean out my dining room so that my husband loses his shit when he gets home...

 

Gotta go take some "before" pics!!!!

The cooties have invaded

This house is a cess pool of germs

: (

 

A little over 2 weeks ago...

12  year gets sick for 2 days

gives it to her sister

6 year sick for 7 days

gives it to her father

hubby sick for 6 days

gives it back to the 12 year old

she is on day 3...

 

and now I have a headache and a stuffed up nose...

 

I don't see this ending any time soon...

 



One a day...

Just scrolling thru Pinterest and had an

 idea?

epiphany?

brain fart?

stroke?

 

Not sure yet.

Not even sure it will last past today

 

(very rollercoaster-y and period driven today)

 

I want to finsh the house purge

(3 more boxes leaving the house today!)

AND

get everything in it's place so that I dont have to have Pinterest-envy any longer

 

I sit back and think

 

IF I could get to my jewelry findings - I could make that

or

IF I could get to my scrapbook paper _ I could do that

or

IF I knew where "this" was or "that" was hiding - I could bake that

 

 

I would love to be able to get one thing done...

Not necessarily a "project"

I am talking keeping it simple

 

Like putting away laundry

doing last night's dishes

laying out tomorrow stuff for the kids

 

then

maybe

I could get a feel good project done

once a week?

month?

year?

 

maybe I should bind the quilts I made this summer first...

 

 



C'est la vie

Lately when I find myself caught up in all of the juju that life is throwing at me,

 I look at this picture...

 

 



I have it on the computer and on my phone so I can gaze on the go.

 

And I relax...

just a little bit

and remember what this day was like

 

and try to remember to LIVE in this moment, not just wait for it to go by for the next one, that might be better, might be more exciting, might have more to offer

 

the next moment might be gone.

 

I am feeling beyond melancholy today...

spent the last two days going through old video of my kids to put together a DVD for my dad as a gift this Christmas.

Last year we actually surprised him with a flat screen tv...can't top that this year so I might as well give him something to watch.

 

When did so much time go by?

They were soooo little

sooo cute

got along sooo well

and were well behaved.

 

Thank you puberty for screwing up my life again : (

Who knew this shit could bite you more than once AND be more painful living with someone going through it.

Makes me feel bad for my mom

(kind of explains the nervous breakdown she had when I was 16)

And makes me feel worse for me since by the time my second one starts changing, I should be in full blown menopause.

 

I though I was being mature, responsible and wise when we decided to wait to have kids...must have burned too many brain cells at Sluggo's in the past and fried the part of my brain that could do math and predict future consequences of my actions.

 

C'est la vie