What a week!
After spending last weekend mostly awake and at the hospital with Renee, I went back to work on Monday. I took personal days on Tuesday and Wednesday to be there when she came home from the hospital. That was nice.
I came home Wednesday night. Thursday night, Keith drove back up to bring her, BD, and Brighton down for Easter weekend.
Friday morning Keith went to have another cortisone shot in his back (he injured it at work about a month ago, he had 1 other shot a couple of weeks ago and it got better and better after that. The doctor wanted him to go for one more, then start physical therapy). He came home and was in terrible pain. He took a pain pill and a muscle relaxer and got no relief. We called his doctor, who was on a plane on his way to some exotic resort for Easter. He called back and said that sometimes these shots can lead to a flare up. Well, when Keith went to go upstairs to bed, his legs gave out and he wound up on the floor and couldn't get up. I resisted the strong urge I had to say, "quit being such a baby...get the hell up and get in bed." It was hard, but I resisted. After about an hour of him lying on the floor writhing in pain, I called an ambulance. They admitted him to the hospital and he had emergency back surgery yesterday morning. He had a huge herniation between L4 and L5. As long as he can get up and shower this morning, they'll be sending him home.
So, I had 15 coming for Easter dinner, I had to drive 2 hours each way to take Renee home last night and I had a husband in the hospital. What an Easter!
And to top it off, I started taking Chantix two weeks ago, and quit smoking. I could have strangled someone, anyone, all weekend. I felt like Lloyd Bridges in Airplane. Hence, the quote.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
"Here comes Peter Cottontail...."
Reneee came home from the hospital Tuesday. I went up and spent the night with her. Brighton is a little doll. A little doll who absolutely hates to have his diaper or clothes changed. He screams and screams. I helped her get her house a little organized....she just moved in a week ago. Her, BD and Brighton are coming down for Easter.
Braden and JJ have the whole week off school....combine that with the fact that I've been away and this house is a mess! That's my mission today. I'm washing curtains, dusting, vacuuming, mopping. Sounds thrilling, huh?
I'm hosting Easter dinner on Sunday. I'm going to make a honey/orange glazed ham, scalloped potatoes and leeks, some sort of side vegetable and a lemon cake I just got the recipe for. That's it. I'm not going crazy this year.
I still haven't bought anything for Easter. No candy or grass. Nothing. I better put it in high gear!
Braden and JJ have the whole week off school....combine that with the fact that I've been away and this house is a mess! That's my mission today. I'm washing curtains, dusting, vacuuming, mopping. Sounds thrilling, huh?
I'm hosting Easter dinner on Sunday. I'm going to make a honey/orange glazed ham, scalloped potatoes and leeks, some sort of side vegetable and a lemon cake I just got the recipe for. That's it. I'm not going crazy this year.
I still haven't bought anything for Easter. No candy or grass. Nothing. I better put it in high gear!
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Ladies and Gentlemen....
I proudly introduce you to..Brighton.
5 lbs 12 ozs 19" long Born 12:59 am 3/16/08.
I guess he didn't want to be born on the Ides of March.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
"Don't know much about science books, don't know much about the french I took..."
I was supposed to go with Braden today on a scout hike through the "concrete canyon"...NYC. It was going to be a 10 mile hike, but it got postponed because of rain. Lots and lots of rain. To tell you the truth, I can't say that I'm too upset. I would prefer to do this sort of thing in April or May when it's a little warmer.
Braden brought home is high school recommendations this week. He's been saying for a month or so now that he wants to take honors biology. I kept telling him that you can't just "pick" an honors class, that you have to be chosen for it. But, his recommendations came home and lo and behold....Honors Biology. College Prep Social Studies, on level Algebra I and on level English. He chose Intro to Tech and Family and Consumer Sciences as his electives. We were very proud of him, as he seemed to be in himself. Imagine a kid who just got pulled out of his last learning support class, taking honors bio. Well, I got a call from his teacher yesterday....it seems that Braden took it upon himself to change her college prep science recommendation to honors. And, while she admires his determination, she doesn't feel that he has the strong math background needed for the course. She did say that in the past when kids have changed a recommendation, it's usually to take something easier....not something harder. He's broken hearted that his plan has come to light and he can't take the honors class. I told him that it was a big move that he was recommended for the college prep classes, considering how much of a struggle academics was for him in the past. I didn't punish him for changing the teacher's input, maybe I should have.
It could very well be that in one week I'll be a grandmother. At her first appointment this week, they told her she'd lost a pound, but at her second, she'd gained it back. Her and BD (baby daddy) aren't getting along so great....it seems he has an aversion to working, but not an aversion to spending money. Who would have ever thought that my daughter would be the responsible one in a relationship? I'm very proud of her.
JJ's on a visit to his aunt's in Philadelphia this weekend...that means one less person to feed (actually more like two the way he eats!) and no fighting over the xbox. He got punished this week for failing a test. I just can't seem to get it through his head that grades count, and that education is important. I don't know if it's his age, or his background, but he's content with whatever grade he gets. I have to admit though, he takes being punished way better than Braden does. It almost makes me feel badly for punishing him.
Braden brought home is high school recommendations this week. He's been saying for a month or so now that he wants to take honors biology. I kept telling him that you can't just "pick" an honors class, that you have to be chosen for it. But, his recommendations came home and lo and behold....Honors Biology. College Prep Social Studies, on level Algebra I and on level English. He chose Intro to Tech and Family and Consumer Sciences as his electives. We were very proud of him, as he seemed to be in himself. Imagine a kid who just got pulled out of his last learning support class, taking honors bio. Well, I got a call from his teacher yesterday....it seems that Braden took it upon himself to change her college prep science recommendation to honors. And, while she admires his determination, she doesn't feel that he has the strong math background needed for the course. She did say that in the past when kids have changed a recommendation, it's usually to take something easier....not something harder. He's broken hearted that his plan has come to light and he can't take the honors class. I told him that it was a big move that he was recommended for the college prep classes, considering how much of a struggle academics was for him in the past. I didn't punish him for changing the teacher's input, maybe I should have.
It could very well be that in one week I'll be a grandmother. At her first appointment this week, they told her she'd lost a pound, but at her second, she'd gained it back. Her and BD (baby daddy) aren't getting along so great....it seems he has an aversion to working, but not an aversion to spending money. Who would have ever thought that my daughter would be the responsible one in a relationship? I'm very proud of her.
JJ's on a visit to his aunt's in Philadelphia this weekend...that means one less person to feed (actually more like two the way he eats!) and no fighting over the xbox. He got punished this week for failing a test. I just can't seem to get it through his head that grades count, and that education is important. I don't know if it's his age, or his background, but he's content with whatever grade he gets. I have to admit though, he takes being punished way better than Braden does. It almost makes me feel badly for punishing him.
Saturday, March 01, 2008
"Ii like mine with lettuce and tomato, Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes..."
Renee called me yesterday in tears. She had a doctor's appointment and it didn't go very well.
The baby has hardly gained any weight in the last month. She's due in four weeks. His heartbeat was healthy and he showed no signs of distress, but she has to stop working and while her doctor didn't order bedrest, he did tell her that she should spend as much time as possible relaxing. And eating. She has to make herself half & half milkshakes, and eat as many high caloric foods as possible. He wants her to gain as much weight as she can. She has to go back for check-ups every three days, and if the baby isn't gaining much weight by March 14th, they're going to induce her. The doctor told her not to worry, there's nothing wrong with the baby, he just might be able to gain more weight outside of the womb.
Of course, she failed to hear the "don't worry there's nothing wrong with the baby" part and is a nervous wreck. We talked on the phone for hours last night and in the end she was fairly calm. I did tell her that most women in America would love to hear a doctor tell them to relax, lay around and eat eat eat!
Braden and I are driving up there today and staying until tomorrow.
She's moving out of her apartment into a larger twin house she's going to be renting. It won't be ready until the middle of the week, but it was supposed to be ready today. Another thing she's stressing over.
Between friends and relatives, she has all the big baby things she needs (crib, changing table, swing, etc), it's the small things she doesn't have. Blankets, clothes, etc. I keep telling her not to worry, she'll get it. I'm planning a baby shower for her, but I'm having it shortly after she has the baby...and now it seems that that's a good thing, timing wise.
She asked Braden to be the baby'g godfather, and he's so excited. He also came up with a name that both her and babydaddy like, Carnell. I'm not too thrilled with it, but it's not my baby to name. I was kind of partial to schell37, but she didn't want to hear anything of it.
The baby has hardly gained any weight in the last month. She's due in four weeks. His heartbeat was healthy and he showed no signs of distress, but she has to stop working and while her doctor didn't order bedrest, he did tell her that she should spend as much time as possible relaxing. And eating. She has to make herself half & half milkshakes, and eat as many high caloric foods as possible. He wants her to gain as much weight as she can. She has to go back for check-ups every three days, and if the baby isn't gaining much weight by March 14th, they're going to induce her. The doctor told her not to worry, there's nothing wrong with the baby, he just might be able to gain more weight outside of the womb.
Of course, she failed to hear the "don't worry there's nothing wrong with the baby" part and is a nervous wreck. We talked on the phone for hours last night and in the end she was fairly calm. I did tell her that most women in America would love to hear a doctor tell them to relax, lay around and eat eat eat!
Braden and I are driving up there today and staying until tomorrow.
She's moving out of her apartment into a larger twin house she's going to be renting. It won't be ready until the middle of the week, but it was supposed to be ready today. Another thing she's stressing over.
Between friends and relatives, she has all the big baby things she needs (crib, changing table, swing, etc), it's the small things she doesn't have. Blankets, clothes, etc. I keep telling her not to worry, she'll get it. I'm planning a baby shower for her, but I'm having it shortly after she has the baby...and now it seems that that's a good thing, timing wise.
She asked Braden to be the baby'g godfather, and he's so excited. He also came up with a name that both her and babydaddy like, Carnell. I'm not too thrilled with it, but it's not my baby to name. I was kind of partial to schell37, but she didn't want to hear anything of it.
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