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I Believe

I believe... I need a vacation even if it is only a weekend one. Who knows, my last weekend vacation turned out pretty darn good. It will be hard to top though.

Life goes on. It's muggy here today and par for the course, I have the beginnings of a migraine.

Yesterday, the Post lost a valued and beloved member. He was a Pearl Harbor survivor I have spoken of in an earlier post. he has been in poor health since his return from Pearl Harbor this past Pearl Harbor Day in Hawaii. He's been in the hospital the past few weeks. He surely did love the ladies and the ladies loved him, myself included. I will never forget the story he told of where he was when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. He was in the head. We always got a good chuckle when he told us the story. he was a great man, a good man and he will be missed by all.

Things in the Grove are settling down. There are few things upsetting me lately, but those too shall pass.

For Our Troops

This will only take a minute of your time.

My Apologies

Thank you to those of you that have been concerned and can read behind the lines, few as they were.

Yes, I am troubled. I'll work through it. It involves Mr. M, but things will settle back down, eventually.

Mom, who got discharged, ended up back in the ICU 24 hours later. She is now out of ICU, transferred out of Critical Care but there is still no date set for her discharge. They think perhaps it has been her medications that have caused this latest heart attack and congestive heart failure. Her pacemaker seems to be doing its job. They still have her on assisted breathing, aka, an oxygen mask.

Daughter is in the process of filing her divorce papers, about time I say. Of FB, *growl* oh please, don't make me go there, the IDIOT. *eye roll* Later, when my annoyance with this IDIOT subsides, I'll share.

Today I am looking forward to some alone time as Troll has to go to work, Daughter and kids are going to visit and spend time with FB's recent ex. Oh verily, do not ask. My headache will return. Sprout is staying the next 6 weeks over at his mentor's/friend's house to look after him while he goes through his chemo cycles. I miss Sprout, but I know he needs to do this.

I just wish my Muse would kick in again. I have Xan, Talisman and Janna running for stories currently. Xan is pretty much on hold for the moment, which is okay. Talisman needs to lace up and get her arse back into the Firehall of Camelot. Janna is a riot to do at the moment. I pulled her from Camelot and she is fast becoming a character for sci-fi/fantasy genre. I am loving it. Still, the muse is currently snoring *growl*

Sitting On The Porch

DK, I left you something elsewhere and will continue to do so.

For everyone else, I'm going to be away for a bit.


Take Care

Mom Update

I've been a recluse, I know it. Mr M and I are just so tired. This going back and forth for about 300+ miles one way is taking it's toll. I am ever so glad to have my little red bomb though. I laughed. When we left Roseville on Friday, we had a half tank of gas and decided to fill up there so we didn't have to stop again. It took $19.00 and change. I laughed.

Mom continues to make progress in some areas. In others, we're worried. Her healing is going to take a long time and we're not sure her spirit can take it. When I saw her on Friday, it was all I could do to mask my own feelings. I kept talking with her so I could ascertain how her mind was. Her response time is slow, but she is still has a clear enough mind. When I first walked in, I noticed right away she was in a state of depression and like I explained to Mr M earlier, it's to be expected. She hurts all over. She has burn marks on her back where they had attached the defib machine. It's healing but it still hurts. If you add to that all the poking and prodding the staff has been doing not to mention the complete tiredness from the shock her body's been through and the trama, it's truly no wonder she is depressed. She is eating very little. That too, in my mind, is not unexpected. It's now a matter of helping her heal her soul so the rest of her body will heal.

Next Saturday, I have to be in Sacramento for the Ladies Auxiliary State Convention. I have to sign in because I am carrying the Auxiliary's five votes. After signing in and finding my District President, easy enough, she belongs to our Auxiliary, I'm heading out the door to go to Roseville to see Mom. After Saturday, if all still is going on a even keel, we'll be able to stay home more.

Em, it was good to hear your voice and it's too bad I couldn't meet up with you in Sacramento. Wednesday in Chico isn't looking good either, stuff here in the Grove are not shaping up well. *sigh* Looks like I'll be needed to kick some arse and also to get some other stuff underway. BUT hopefully, next year in Reno? -knock wood- Like I told ya, I only live four hours from Reno.

Today, we're grilling. Mr M has to make the hamburgers, because there are two things aound here no one else is allowed to do, 1) make spaghetti sauce and 2) make burgers. I've tried. I've gotten nuttin but whine whine whine. So, hey, I am fixin' nuttin. I'm making homemade brownies when it cools off, because they are Mr M's favorite and it goes well with vanilla ice cream. I watched the Formula One race earlier today, the American Grand Prix. I actually got to watch it without being disturbed. Will wonders never cease.

The Grove is in turmoil again, but nothing I care to blog about here. I'll get through it. If it isn't one thing, it's another. What else is new? I live for stress...NOT.

Wednesday's Grace

Well lunch on Thursday with my Ladies is out. One of them is sick. So, I will take advantage of the morning hours to clean up my "red bomb" because I haven't had the chance to do so for two weeks and boy, does she need it.

Mom is improving. I am cautiously optimistic. Too many times, I have seen people get better before they leave us. I'll be this way for a couple of months. Her kidney function is not where they want it to be, but it has been improving. She is now off the ventilator and breathing on her own. We still have no idea what kind of health care, long term, she will need. Mr M is looking into that for them since my sister-in-law still has to work and there are not any family members close enough that can help out.

Sprout, got some bad news the other day that just ripped his heart out of his chest. When I was first divorced, Sprout was hard to deal with, he was at that age and given that he is a person who craves routine, upsetting his 'apple cart' made for a hard time for him and for me. His father, a 18 wheel truck driver, was just not able to be around as much as Sprout needed. And when the man could, he didn't. Then Sprout met this man who took Sprout under his wing, became Sprout's father figure, his best friend,his mentor. I have been eternally grateful and appreciative. Sprout found out the other day that this man has lung cancer.

Well Sprout came home yesterday with hope. All the test results aren't in yet, but it looks like the man will lose a good amount of the affected lung, there's an abscess on the cancer that has been eating at one of the man's ribs, that rib will have to be taken out, there is chemo/radiation to shrink the cancer before surgery. Of course it goes without saying that he has quit smoking. His lungs aren't good because of the smoking and now that he's going to lose most of one of them? Yeah. So,there's hope. We won't know about his lymph nodes yet but it doesn't look like they are affected. (knock wood)The cancer seems to be contained in that one area. More to know as the test results come in.

Yesterday, Daughter and I had an in your face confrontation. The results of which was an elevation of my blood pressure and having gotten through, on some level to her. But the HELL I had to go through to get there? Unacceptable. I had crap thrown up in my face she had no right to throw out there. She's just damn lucky I have a tough hide and the insight to know she was using whatever she could, to get away from seeing herself, of which, I wasn't allowing. Troll advised me to not speak with her for the rest of the evening, which I didn't.

Today, my boat seems to floating on an even keel... shhh.. I'm not saying that too loudly. Hopefully, it will stay that way for the time being. I could use a second wind.

Sunday's News

-Sigh- My weekend, gone, already. In the blink of an eye, just like that.

My mother-in-law is 83 years old, I think. Don't quote me; I'd hate to get into trouble. Her health these last few years has not been good, it's been like a roller coaster ride. Friday night, the phone rang at 11:30pm. Not good, in anyone's book. It was my sister-in-law. Mom was going to the hospital curtesy of an ambulance. She didn't want us to hot foot it down there until we all knew what we were dealing with. Consequently, we had a few more phone calls between then and 5am. Finally at 5 we got up, got dressed and headed down. It's about a three hour drive, one-way. During one of these phone calls, Mom had coded in the ICU unit. They got her back. CPR then an external pace maker. By the time we got there, she hadn't woken up since she coded. They scheduled surgery and installed a pace maker. We stayed there until about 9pm. Mom was stable and now it was all in the hands of the Divine. So, we decided to head back home. There was little else to do. She could be stable for days or not, there is no way of knowing. we have things that have to be done up here so we had no real choice but to leave and to assure my sister-in-law that we would be down as soon as we could if we had to be.

Last night, all our thoughts were that quite possibly, we would have to take her off the ventilator and the machines. She was not being kept alive by life support, although, they are doing most of the work at this point.

Today we got a phone call. Mom regained consciousness. She came out of it, combative. Not unexpected. She was sedated. They have moved her to another hospital at the request of her insurance -eye roll-. We'll see how that goes. She's still on the ventilator but apparently doing much better. The cardio doc says there is brain damage, we just don't know how much yet. There is also a chance of her kidneys and her liver either being rather sluggish or not working as they should, that also needs to be tested and found out. So where do we stand right now? A little better off than yesterday but not by a whole lot. She is heavily sedated to make her rest, to give her body time to heal.

We'll be going down again probably Thursday and Skip may be staying with his sister until Sunday because she doesn't want to be alone. However, my 40 something year old sister is going to have to learn to deal with being alone. I know how callous that sounds. But the family (all of us)have lives we MUST attend to and we can only give her so much. She willhave tolearn to be alone at some point. However, I realize she is fragile at this point and I am more than willing to give what can be given without hurting our own family.

On a more personal note.. I am still fighting some sort of bug. Everyone else seems to be healthy enough. I'm still a bit exhausted, emotionally, mentally and physically.. but I can recover from that.

Friday

By the Moon and Stars, it's Friday already. Time has just run into time and days into days without me even realizing what day it is until I read DK's blogs. I have some catching up to do and hopefully, this weekend. For now, just know that I am so tired and trying ike heck not to come down sick. I can actually feel my body fighting it, whatever it is. Late nights are not helping.

Topper, Pookie and Shel had their last day of school yesterday. All three of them are advancing into their next grades. So next year we'll have a 1st Grader, a 5th Grader and a 6th Grader, respectively. Their report cards all look great! I'm so proud of them. Topper, who we thought got over whatever he had? Hadn't. We had to go fetch him from school yesterday because that was one sick little boy. Today he is doing better. I'm not, but he is and that is what counts.

Today, I am not doing much of anything, a little here and there, mostly resting. My throat is a little sore today and that isn't a good sign by any means. I think part of my problem is that I have a bad tooth, a back molar, that has been rooted, filled and capped. It's going to have to come out, when I have the time and the money. It's a little tricky because I am on blood thinners to include a baby aspirin not to mention I have to take antibiotics beforehand and after. I'll get 'er done though.

DK? I've been reading and I have a few thoughts to share with you. *grin* not surprising, is it? I'll try to get to it this weekend.

GQS, sorry I missed your natal day.. arugh! I hope it was a good one and a new toy to boot? Whoo-hoo.

Em: I wonder what you'll post for July? *grin*

Daniel: I was sooo impressed to find so many new posts from you. Yes,I do check.

FAI: NEW POST! NOW! *glare*

Yo! Pirate Wench: I may be going to the Pirate Festival in Vallejo. You going to be around for that one?

Is It? Am I?

Your Love Style is Agape

You are a caring, kind, and selfless partner. Unsurprisingly, your love style is the most rare. You are willing to sacrfice your world for your sweetie. Except it doesn't really feel like sacrifice to you. For you, nothing feels better than giving to the one you love.

What's Your Love Style?

Mmmm... Come On Over Here, Darlin'

You Are a Soft Kisser

Your kissing style is understated, but effective You give soft, sweet, and soulful kisses. And the key is, you only give kisses to someone incredibly special Because you don't just go around kissing anyone

What's Your Kissing Style?

Ummmm, chocolate

You are Milk Chocolate

A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds. You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life. Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.

What Kind of Chocolate Are You?

Going Into The Weekend

Topper has been sick with something viral. We had to take him to the doctor's today because his breathing wasn't normal or normal as in when he is usually sick. It scared us. We won't know for a week or so if he has asthma. The doc did give him an inhaler and it seems to be working for his breathing. He's running a fever and motrin seems to be keeping it in check. But as soon as it's dosage is over, the fever goes back up until he's given it again. Daughter and I are taking turns with him. To say my sleeping pattern is all out of whack would be putting it mildly. having a toothache is not helping either. *eye roll*

My turn to catch some shut-eye.