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April 03 A new house, sort ofMy house is a construction zone. We had to have the concrete repoured in the living room and the kitchen/entryway. The concrete was buckling from settling. I had a mountain in the living room. We took all the furniture out to the garage and then had the floors sledgehammered up. since all the furniture was gone Robert went ahead and scraped the popcorn down from the ceiling, (I hate that stuff) and primered and painted it. He also repainted the living room and entry way. One wall is an accent wall painted in cup of cocoa and the rest are desert floor. (don't you just love the names of paint colors?) He put crown molding across the top of the fireplace and put up a mantel. He is now tiling the kitchen floor. This poor man is in so much pain and is so tired. I wish that I could help, I keep asking but since I have no experience in this he keeps telling me no.
BUT...............WOW IS IT GOING TO LOOK GREAT!! the living room is put back together except for the knicknacks and pictures and it looks amazing. Once the tile is in the kitchen is going to look incredible. I shall post pictures once it is all done. Just say a prayer for Robert for some pain relief!
HUGS February 28 Just my opinionI want to make a few comments about Nadya Suleman, the mother of the octoplets. First of all, I hate the way she is being referred to as "Octo-Mom". This is a very thinly veiled insult. It makes her sound like a comic book super villian. Spiderman's newest nemesis. Dr> Octopus' wife or some such thing.
Second, I think the way that she has been persecuted by the media and the way everyone, celebrities included, are baying for her blood is ugly and vile. Cher, on national television said that her children should be taken away from her. Why? Is she an abusive mom? Not that anyone has said. Basically, Nadya Suleman is an unfit mother because she had the children in the first place and to compound her sin - she did it all on her own, with no husband.
Now I know the argument, she was irresponsible to get pregnant like that when she has no way to support them. She tries very hard to stay off of welfare. She's been putting herself through school. A far cry from the "welfare moms" who deliberately get pregnant so they can get an increase in their welfare check. And have seven kids by six different fathers. So why is Nadya being demonized? She didn't set out to have eight kids at once. She planned on one more, not eight more. She figured on seven or eight kids total, not fourteen. Now that she has them she is doing her best. If she had a husband, then no matter how broke they were, they would be media darlings.
When the Dilley's had their sextuplets, they didn't have a pot to piss in. People and companies were falling all over themselves to donate. Companies donated formula, bottles, diapers and cribs. For crying out loud, they were even donated a house!! Jon and Kate Gosselin were given a tv show. Not mention a tummy tuck for her and hair plugs for him. But because of the "controversy" the diaper companies and the formula makers aren't stepping up. What heroes.
So apparently if you are a woman and want to have a big family, you had better have a man, or else your own mutli million dollar trust fund. Otherwise, you are considered mentally unstable and unfit.
Now, is there a chance that she has a few fries missing from her happy meal? Sure. Although, I think that mother of hers has more mental health issues than Nadya. Let me put it this way, if this were me, my mother would take me aside in private and ream me a new one. She would ask me if I had lost my mind, if I had thought about her and my dad and their retirement, etc...... Full scale Irish Catholic Mother Guilt Trip and when it was done, I would feel about 2 inches tall and would be sobbing my brains out. Then she would hug me and circle the wagons. And to any reporter that shoved a camera and a microphone in her face, she would say that she thought I was very brave, that a woman can't have to many grandchildren and she could not wait to bring them home. She would never tear me down on national television. EVER!!!
Is Nadya in over her head? YES!! Hell yes! But instead of getting support she is getting crucified. And so far, the only reason that I can see for it is that she had 14 children as a single mother.
How dare she! Since when do we tolerate single mothers in America?? February 02 Logic, what Logic?Conor is too funny sometimes. His teacher has a system for keeping order with 27 4-5 year olds. If a child is naughty then his or her name gets written on the board. Now, they're are given the chance to get their name OFF the board with good behavior. But, if their name is still on the board on Friday then they don't get to pick a prize out of the bucket to take home. (Mostly old happy Meal toys, but it's still a thrill for them.) The first 5 weeks Conor got to bring a toy home on Friday ONCE. He was forever getting into pencil swordfights with one of the other boys. Since then, however he has been much better. So I was surprised the other day when he told me that his name was on the board.
"Why is it on the board?" I asked.
"Because teacher put it there." Duh, I guess I'm an idiot!
"Why did she put it there?" Let's try a little logic.
"Because she wanted to." Okay, that makes sense.
"WHY did she want to? What did you do to make her want to put your name on the board?"
"I don't know, she just felt like it." Now I'm beating my head against a wall in my mind. Do I give logic one more chance?
"Were you naughty?"
"No."
"Then why is your name on the board?"
"Because teacher put it there!" Okay, I give up. Logic and reason go out the window when you're trying to get a 4 year old to admit to his wrongdoing. February 01 Kids say the darndest thingsThey grow so fast. Conor is now in PreK. We are paying a fortune for him to go to catholic school. We really like it and his teacher, we just don't like the bill that comes with it. It's not just tthe tuition. There are all theses other little "fees" that get added on. But Conor is really happy there, he's made a lot of friends and he is doing so well there.
We did have a spit take a couple of weeks ago. The kids were all learning about Martin Luther King. So one night Robert and I are sitting on the bed and Conor is between us. So I asked him if he had been learning a lot about Martin Luther King. He got very excited and said YES. Robert smiles and asked him what he had learned, and our darling child looks at us and says;
"That all white people are good and all black people are bad"
WHAT DID HE JUST SAY!!!!! I about died!! We stayed calm and told him that there were good and bad people everywhere and that color didn't matter. There were bad black people, white people, hispanic people and so on. And there were good black people, white people hispanic people etc. Then we just let it go. I went to his teachers the next day and told them what he had said.
"That's not what we taught!" exclaimed Ms. W. I told her that I didn't think so and that we had corrected Conor without making a big deal about it and that I would just appreciate it if they would reinforce it. A couple days later I asked Conor what he learned aobut Martin Luther King and he just kind of mumbled a little. So we figured just let it go for now. I don't want him thinking that he had done something wrong. He obviously got a little confused, and I think that the teachers may have gone into a little TOO much detail about race relations of the times. Too much for a classroom of 4 and 5 year olds. All the other mothers thought it was hysterical. And since one of Conor's best friends is a little black girl, I'm not too worried about him growing up to be the leader of the KKK.
I just had one thought though. Thank God I didn't ask him about this in the grocery store!!! Could you imagine the looks I would have gotten from other people?? June 04 my hubby is a junkieMy husband had become a reality TV junkie and it is driving me nuts!! I don't like reality TV. I don't like game shows or talent shows. The only reality TV that I like is Dancing with the Stars and Extreme Makeover Home Edition. That's it! Robert loves Deal or no Deal and I can only watch it for about a half hour before I'm yelling at the TV "Take the freakin' money, you jackass!" It's more money than these people could make in a year but they are always looking for that elusive million that, here's a head's up, no one has won yet!
The old Court TV channel is now TruTV and it is all cop shows. This is his crack! He watches Cops, Amazing police chases, the Lifeguards of San Diego, Forensic Cops. Some please just shoot me!! And what worse is that Conor loves to sit with Daddy and watch Cops. Yesterday he came up to me with one of my hair ties in one hand behind him and the other pointing towards me saying, Put the paper down mommy and put your hands behind your back! He's forever running around trying to handcuff people, or failing that, he "handcuffs" himself. He's broken all but one of my hair ties, and that one is hidden for it's own protection!
And of course all the shows that I like get canceled. New Amsterdam, gone. Moonlight, gone. Traveler, gone. Shark, gone. Thank God that Reaper is coming back. I mean New Amsterdam was cool, the way they would go back to different times and show all that this character has been through. If a show is intelligent, creative and maybe requires a little imagination then it gets the boot in this reality driven, fast food, instant gratification society.
Robert can sit all day and watch cop shows. It drives me nuts. Basically it's the same couple of idiots breaking the law for dumb reasons, they're just in different parts of the country. But Robert is well and truly hooked. It's done, he's an addict. Do they have a 12 step program for reality TV junkies??
In other news, sorry to have been MIA this last month. I had some computer issues, and we had some nice weather, so I need to take Conor to the park now, before it gets to hot. We've also been tackeling some projects around the house. I'll try to do some visiting this week, I know I have A LOT of catching up to do!
Toodles  April 19 Happy Birthday ConorTomorrow my little boy turns 4!!! Oh my Lord, where HAS the time gone??? It seems like just yesterday he was a little bundle in my arms and I was praying to God that I not screw this up!
This fall he will be in Pre-K and before I know it.......High School! Wait! Slow down. I want him to stay my precious baby boy forever, and at the same time I want him to grow up to be the big, strong, handsome man I know he will be. Quite a dilemma.
Happy birthday my baby boy, whose not such a baby anymore! April 10 Only my husbandMy husband has got to be the only man in the world who can complicate the Campbells Soup recipe for pork chops. You know the recipe. Brown the pork chops, add the soup and milk and let it simmer for 10-15 minutes. Serve over rice and throw some green beans or other veggie on the plate. Simple, right? Not for Robert. First of all, he calls me from the store and asks me to go to Campbells.com and look up the recipe because it wasn't on the Cream of Mushroom soup can, they had a chicken recipe instead. I suggest he follow the chicken recipe and just substitute pork chops. I am informed that it's not the same recipe. So I look it up. He comes home with two value packs of pork chops and insists on cooking both of them. He has two frying pans going. He calls me in to mix the cans of soup and milk in a bowl. He then asks how long he is supposed he is brown the chops for.
 Until they're brown, maybe!!People this is the recipe. Brown the chops, add the soup and water (or milk if you prefer) bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer for 10 minutes or until chops are cooked through. It is the simplest recipe in the world. Robert has to be the only man in the world who can make this difficult. He has himself worked up into a frenzy. Worrying about getting everything done together. Worrying about the chops being done properly, etc. etc.
Then he sticks his hand into the trash can to shove the trash down and gets a little cut on his palm from one of the soup can lids. I ask him if he needs a band-aid and he says no but complains that "someone just threw the soup tops into the trash." Huh?
"I threw them in the trash. What was I supposed to do with them? Bronze them for posterity?"
"It's just that when I throw things like that out, I always put them down at the BOTTOM of the trash."
In ten years of marriage this is the first time I heard this little gem! Of course, my suggestion that maybe he shouldn't blindly shove his hand in the trash was met with a dirty look.
Only that man of mine! God knows how much I love him. And only he knows why. KIDDING!! April 07 my letter to the editorTo the editor:
I have a friend with whom I disagree with on almost everything political. Our friendship is one of those things that is a phenomenon of nature. Not too long ago we were having a discussion about universal health care. No surprise, we both came down on opposite sides of the issue. My friend said that a universal health care program would be the ruination of quality medical care in this country. That getting the government involved in health care would in fact destroy our chances of receiving the proper treatment. That people in countries like Canada or those in Europe have to come to the United States for treatment because either the health care is so shoddy, or the bureaucracy so time consuming in their country that the patient is in danger of certain death. First, is the health care so wonderful here now that the idea of change brings about nightmares? Between the 40,000 patients exposed to Hepatitis C and HIV and the accidental overdoses administered to 1 out of 15 hospitalized children, the health care we have now, gives me nightmares. And for people having to come to the United States for treatment, I don't believe that. I have quite a few relatives in Ireland, where they have a government run health care program. I have a couple friends in Canada and my husband and I have hosted 5 exchange students from Germany, Denmark and Finland. I asked them to ask around to see if anyone had ever heard of anyone's friend of a friend having to come here for medical care. Not one of them had ever heard of anyone ever having to come to America for treatment they couldn't receive at home. And not one of them would ever trade systems with us, not even for lower taxes. I do, however have a friend that had to go to Mexico for medical treatment that his insurance company denied and he couldn't afford to pay for here in the United States. I suppose that the success of a national health care program would depend on those in charge. They would need to be intelligent, caring and possess common sense. At any rate, it couldn't be any worse than having it run by greedy, incompetent administrators and out for profit insurance companies. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
UPDATE: The Review Journal called today. They are probably going to print my letter in the Sunday paper. March 31 Once again, Vegas sucksThank God we got Conor into Catholic School!! Last week the Las Vegas Review Journal had a front page article about the public schools here. It seems that 91% of the high school kids taking Algebra I failed (59% or less) the end of semester exam. 87% of the kids failed Geometry and 88% failed the Algebra II test. Well, isn't that just peachy?? Las Vegas and Nevada are pretty much just a national joke. First, we get the news that only 60% of our kids graduate from high school. Then we have 40,000 patients exposed to Hepetitas C and HIV thanks to sloppy and dangerous practitioners at the Endoscopy Center of Southern Nevada. Now almost every kid in our schools cannot pass an Algebra I test.
In fact, the only positive thing about Nevada in the news lately was the report Diane Sawyer did on prostitution for 20/20. It seems that there has never been a reported case of HIV being contracted at a legal brothel in Nevada. So the safest sex you can have is at a whorehouse in Nevada! What a thing to be known for.
"What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas." I'm sure that the rest of the country hopes so. I'm betting that they are hoping that we keep our illiterates here. One of the problems is that there are so many jobs here where you can make a LOT of money with little education. Cocktail waitresses in the big casinos are raking in a fortune. Plus they have medical, dental, 401k, paid vacations and life insurance. The Venetian offers childcare to it's employees. Valet drivers make great money. I have a girlfriend who works at the Planet Hollywood Casino (formerly the Aladdin) as a cocktail waitress. She worked really hard to finish college with a degree in Hotel and Casino Management. She got a job as an assistant beverage manager and took a HUGE paycut. She went back to cocktailing. She said that as long as her looks and body held out she'd make the money and then go into management. She's making a minimum of $1500 a week! That is a slow week! She said that it is almost impossible to command respect as a manager when the bar porters are making more money than you.
Kids in our schools figure that they don't have to worry about their education. Not when they can serve drinks or park cars for very good money. My dad met a girl once who worked in a casino buffet. She served sodas and coffee and cleared plates. She made about $200 a day.
Now, these jobs aren't exactly easy. And getting into the big casinos can be all about WHO you know rather than what. They are also very demanding physically. Valet drivers in the summer have it tough. They really have to worry about heat stroke. There were nights after cocktailing that I was so sore I couldn't stand up straight. These are not jobs for the lazy. But they also don't require much education, although pretty much all the casinos require at least a high school diploma or a GED anymore. Very few of the kids aspire to college. What they don't realize is that you need to know how to manage your money, and you're not going to be able to do this kind of work forever. Your body does give out. 20 years of bartending, cocktailing or parking cars takes a toll, and it gets dull. Same thing day in, day out.
Things in this state really need an overhaul. There is far too much corruption and favoritism. What they call 'juice' here means knowing the right people to help you out. Get you that contract, job whatever. It's known as getting 'juiced in.' While this may be a party place, we do have families here. It's time that Nevada ( especially Las Vegas) started worrying about the children and families as much as they worry about the tourists and the celebrities. I hope the people of this state think about that during the next election. March 25 My boy is so sweet!Talk about making me feel good. This morning I took a shower, got dressed and put on a little makeup. Conor comes in and asks me if I'm all dressed. I said yes and then bent down to look him in the eye. "How do I look?" I ask, thinking he'll say good or something like that. "Gorgeous!" he says and throws his arms around my neck. Well Thank YOU! That was just what I needed. When Robert got home I just had to show him, so once again I ask Conor how I look. "Gorgeous," he says and then he yanks on Robert's shirt until he looks down. "Daddy, my mommy is gorgeous!" Robert agrees and Conor dances around. What a great day! What a great kid!! I don't even know where he learned the word gorgeous! March 17 Give me strength!!There I was, standing in the kitchen frying up some potatoes for Conor for his lunch when the little monkey comes and gets me, telling me that it's not working. That doesn't bode well so it is with trepidation that I follow him down to MY room! Oh no, please don't let it be bad!! He points to the Digital Video Recorder (DVR) and informs me that it's not working. And it's not, no lights nothing. Crap!! I asked him what he did, praying all the while that it's something simple. He points to this 2 inch thin opening and informs me that he put his coins in there. Double crap!! I take the DVR, (which is also our cable box) and slide it forward. A dime comes out. Oh, sweet relief. Please let that be it. I move the DVR and can hear more coins sliding around. Forget crap, SHIT!!
I spend about an hour trying to manipulate the coins out of there. Finally I call the cable company. They have this stupid frustrating automated phone system. What ever happened to having an operator, who is trained and knows how to help you! I kept saying that I needed technical support, but Conor kept coming into the room to tell me something and the computer would say I'm sorry, I didn't get that. Then I finally got transferred to tech support. I tell my tale of woe, only to find out that I've been transferred to INTERNET tech support!! I asked if I could be transferred to cable tech support, and I'm told by the idiot that she doesn't have a direct line, she has to send me back to the main menu! Double Shit!! I go through the whole rigamarole again! And once again I end up transferred to internet tech support. I basically go off on the poor guy that answered and he says that he can help me so I should tell him what's wrong. I explain the situation and I can hear him trying manfully not to laugh. He says that he can transfer me to cable tech support. Why the other idiot couldn't, I don't know. Apparently, he warned the woman on the other line that I was at the end of my rope and she got someone out here TODAY!
He had to replace the DVR, so I've lost all my recordings. BUT the good news is that I will be able to record Dancing with the Stars tonight! I did not strangle Conor, although I was tempted. He has certainly given the people at Cox Cable a laugh!
The little demon! March 14 What would you do?The New York Governor got caught inflagrante!! What is it about men in position of power that they can't keep their pants zipped up? What is it about their wives that they stand there next to him on the podium all supportive and understanding?
I had to laugh at one commentator. I don't remember his name but he said that he couldn't understand how these guys get their wives to stand up there with them. He said that when President Clinton was in trouble a congressman said to him that if it was him, HIS wife would not be standing beside him being supportive. Instead she would be standing over his bleeding body saying How the hell do you reload this thing!!
That sounds like a more realistic reaction to me! How about you? March 08 This and thatWe are slowly feeling better here. Conor and I are still coughing but other than that, we're a whole lot better. What a nasty cold that was!! I can't remember the last time I was that sick!! Even Conor has slowed down!! Thank God, since I sure as hell didn't have the energy to chase him around!!
I'm sure it's been on the news everywhere, but has everyone heard about the Endoscopy Center here that reused needles and single use vials? They have exposed about 40,000 people to Hepatitas C and HIV! Not just the 40,000 patients but their loved ones too! All of Vegas is in an uproar. I about had a heart attack because my dad had a colonoscopy during the time frame that they are investigating, but Thank God, he had it at another clinic! One not affliated with the Center.
The nurses and doctors were told to reuse needles in order to save money!! How much money is enough? It's just horrible and I can only pray for the people exposed.
In better news I have some new pictures up. I know Conor is my son and I'm a little biased, but DAMN that boy is cute!! February 24 Karma is a bitchWell this is what I get for being snarky about Robert being a pain when he is sick. Conor, Dad and I all have it too!! And it is nasty. Every cough just tears my chest apart. Fever, the shivers and now the sweats! At least we all have it at the same time. The last time Conor and I spent a month passing it back and forth to each other and Robert put us in quarantine!!
February 23 Howdy AllWell, we have enrolled Conor in parochial school. He'll start pre-K in August. We got one of the last slots too! How crazy is that? It's still February! If he does pre-K at this school then he is guaranteed a place in Kindergarten all the way through 8th grade. For the 08-09 school year there is already 50 people on the waiting list for the kindergarten class!! When we found that out we rushed down there with the check!
My aunt Kath was rather surprised to find out that we were going to pay for private school. She asked if the public schools in Vegas were really that bad. Here are a few examples. The elementary school that Conor would go to if we didn't put him parochial school is mostly hispanic now. Before anybody starts thinking...Oh so Siobhan is like THAT.....I wouldn't care if Conor was the only white kid in his class. The problem is that a girlfriend of mine has a kid in that school and for first and second grade he was pretty much ignored while the two teachers in the classroom concentrated on bringing the hispanic kids english up to par. When T complained that her boy was falling through the cracks she was told that they (the teachers) didn't have the time to spend with "every single kid in the class". The second teacher was supposed to translate everything for the spanish speaking kids but apparently it took both of them. Of course in all fairness, that was a couple of years ago and the situation may be different now, but since our public education system only graduates about 60% of its students.......I think I would rather beg, borrow or steal the money for private education! Whatever it takes!
Dinah and Kristina went to the local high school, Chapparel. I don't remember Dinah ever doing homework. Whenever I asked her if she had any, she would tell me that it was done or she didn't have any. She got pretty much all B's. Kristina's government teacher GAVE them the midterm and final exam questions, split them up into groups of four, each kid taking 25 questions and then passing them around to eachother. So they didn't even have to look up all the answers for themselves, although I insisted that Kristina do just that. THEN, (yes it gets better) they got to bring in a sheet of paper with "notes" on it. Any kid who failed one of these exams is a moron! Kristina's literature class had to turn in 3 book reports. For two of those Kristina turned in an art project depicting the basic idea of the book. The teacher was so impressed with her creativity that he gave her A+'s on both of them. Here's the best part, Kristina never read either of the books!! She gleaned the basic plot from the dust jacket and made her project. I couldn't believe that an Art project would be acceptable in a literature class. So yeah, the schools here suck!
In other news, Dad's physical therapy is going great. He is actually doing his exercises without me nagging!! His diet is also much improved! Robert thinks that the hospital stay gave him quite a scare so he is now taking much better care of himself.
Unfortunately Robert is sick right now with a cold. I hate when he is sick. He is grumpy and short tempered and generally a pain in the ass! He's locked Conor out of our room so he can nap, which of course is driving Conor crazy. He also did it before I had a chance to take a shower and get dressed so I am still in my jammies!! He's got about 15 more minutes and then I am going in! I wouldn't mind so much except that when I am sick I don't get to do the same thing. Of course, when he has to work, that's one thing. But the last time I got sick, he found all sorts of things to do around the house that simply couldn't wait. Sorry honey, but this is the only day I have to do this stuff. Call me crazy but I didn't think that the world would end if re-organizing the shed waited another week or two or three!! It's amazing how when a woman, particularly a mother, gets sick she can still clean house, do laundry and take care of the kid, or kids. When a man gets sick, Oh my God, he's at death's door and can't get out of bed! All children and spouses must tiptoe around him until he recovers from his dreadful illness!!
Okay maybe I'm exaggerating a tad, but I really want a shower!!!! February 04 Dad updateToday the physical therapist came to evaluate Dad. I think that he is going to be great. Dad actually has more strength in his limbs then we thought. Right now he wants Dad to just stand and spend a minute raising up on his toes and lowering back down. Then stepping from side to side or marching. He isn't to do them for any amount of reps but until he starts to feel a little tired. And instead of trying to do them for longer each time, he is to try to do them more times a day. He doesn't want to pigeonhole Dad into a program but rather wants to work with what ever makes Dad comfortable. Dad talks about going for walks around the block but Jay said that instead he should just walk back and forth in front of the house. That way, when he gets tired he can just come inside. I was worrying about him going for walks and luckily the weather has been bad lately. Jay convinced him that right now going around the block may not be safe for him. So that is where we are. I just have to nag him to get up during commercials instead of channel surfing!
Conor's potty training is still going pretty well. Although now he never wants to wear clothes. He's a little streaker. It's hard to convince him to wear underpants. He'd rather run naked. When he does wear clothes it is the same outfit. A pair of jeans and his "football" shirt. (it has a football on it) I have to sneak them away from him to wash them. I don't know what I am going to do when he outgrows them! January 31 ConorConor is a crackup. I have put my foot down on potty training. He had totally backtracked. We were doing good so I put him in underpants. Well, he had a couple of accidents and completely freaked. So instead of making sure that he made it to the bathroom in time he would go and get a diaper (pull up) and put it on whenever I tried to put "big boy pants". Here is a sample of the argument.
Me: Conor honey, if you want to go to preschool then you have to wear big boy pants and use the potty.
Conor: I don't want to go to school. I need diapers. (And he asks to go to school frequently!)
Me: Don't you want to be a big boy like Daddy? Big boys wear big boy pants.
Conor: No mommy, big boys wear diapers. Daddy wears diapers!
Me (trying not to laugh): Daddy does not wear diapers.
So last week I hid the pull ups and let him run naked in the house for a few days. Something about going "commando" gave him enough warning to get to the bathroom in time. Then we started using underwear and he did great. We ventured out to the grocery store and no accidents. Yippee!!!!
So the other day he is jumping on the bed nekkid as a jaybird and I am telling him to at least put on some underpants. He then starts scratching his butt. I tell him not to play with his butt, that it is icky. Next thing he turns to me and in utter shock says "Mommy, there's a HOLE in my butt!!!" I swear I almost died!! All I could think to say was, That;s where the poopies come from so keep your hands away from it
Life is never dull!! January 26 Thank YouThanks everyone for the good wishes and prayers for my dad. He came home last night. He had a urinary tract infection. He also had a vitamin b12 deficiency which caused some nerve damage. He has to have injections once a month from now on. He also is going to have to have physical therapy. And I am thrilled about that. He's not but I am. I have been after him for years to exercise. The community center not to far from here has a water yoga class for seniors and I have tried to get him to take it so many times. Not only would it be good for him, he might make a friend. Any kind of friend.
He will have to do the physical therapy first. But hopefully he'll get stronger and be able to take one of those classes. In the meantime, he is still very weak and he tires so easily. I just pray that the therapy will help him to grow stonger.
I'll have a Conor post soon. That little tornado has been busy!
Thanks again
Love to you all
Siobhan January 23 Please PrayHello all
I know that I have been a horrible blogger and blogging buddy, but I could really use your help. My dad has been in the hospital for a couple of days now. It started out as a kidney or urinary tract infection, but he has been pumped with antibiotics and fluids for a couple of days now and he still doesn't seem to be feeling any better. His legs are very weak. Today they should be doing a CT scan on his abdomen today. It appears that he won't be coming home today, and maybe not even tomorrow.
I've seen our blogging community do some pretty amazing thing with prayer, so please say a quick one for my dad.
Thanks and I love you all December 24 Happy ChristmasI would like to wish everyone out there in Blogland a Wonderful and Joyous Christmas! And may the New Year bring you peace, prosperity and health.
Love, Siobhan
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