WINTER RETURNS BUT WE HAVE TEA!

Someone left the door open and a bit of Winter crept in. It was in the 40’s this morning and of course today we met with the Surgeon. Haven’t even had a proper cup of tea yet.

Let me back up for a second. At my eye visit when the tech asked how my vision was and I just shrugged, she pointed out my shoes were on the wrong feet. I asked Tommy before we left is I was okay and he said yes. I was walking in there like I owned the place with shoes on the wrong feet. So this morning I double checked!

Now we wait for our Cardiologist to sign off on the surgery, which he already said he would do, and then find out when Tommy is having surgery. This is the first time any of the doctors have asked him to drop his pants so they could feel the mass. That made me feel better. When he said he’d never done this before,it made me feel worse. But it’s Tommy’s decision in the end and I have to keep my mouth shut. This morning he told me to keep my mouth shut at the appointment. It was so hard I bit my lip and made it bleed. I had questions. Where did you get your medical degree ( a dental school). Where did you practice before? Why did you leave Saudi Arabia? I already knew the answers, but I wasn’t allowed to grill him. So I’m not talking about it anymore.

I just received a call from the patient. He called Dr. Hawkins, the cardiologist, and is getting in to see his Ortho guy at OU. The nurse was livid his blood pressure was 258 over 152 and they released him! Now I feel so much better and I love him so much for listening to my concerns and not wanting to be a guinea pig for the other doctor.

Plus there is a Starbucks at OU. The Baptists don’t even have a cafe’! It all will work out in the end. Now I’m going to brew a pot of Apple Spice Tea and have what Corbin calls second breakfast.

xx P

A NEW TEA AND A BETTER DOCTOR!

My mantra for the week. Before I forget I have found a new tea! It’s by Twinings and it is called Soothe and soothe it does! Obviously my Crohn’s is going to flare up with stress and not eating. I use turmeric quite a bit for its healing properties and somehow Twinings has gotten the blend just right. It’s turmeric, star anise, orange peel, lemon grass and licorice root.

So good

Being honest, it tastes like a good spice tea with a bit of dirt thrown in. Come on, it’s just like Matcha, that texture it leaves behind is like fine dirt. But it helps so I’ll keep drinking it.

Tommy has been overwhelmed by the amount of good wishes and support from all of y’all and his co-workers. Today’s update is this. We see our doctor tomorrow morning. In the meantime he had a voicemail from a surgeon we don’t know letting him know to call back to schedule the surgery. I’m sorry, what?? We haven’t even met the surgeon yet. He hasn’t looked at him yet. He could be any scalpel wielding serial killer in the Operating Room. So, no. Our heart guy was pissed off on our behalf and so we’re changing doctors. This one seemed a little to eager to cut open my husband without even meeting him.

So we both felt  a tremendous relief with Dr.H in the driver’s seat. You really have to trust your doctor, and we trust Dr. H. and whoever he trusts. And first thing in the morning we will find out what is going on.

Oklahoma City and it’s suburbs are odd. Weather wise. It was sleeting all over last night except at my house. Finally the police put out a text saying they would not be responding to non-injury accidents after having responded to 47 in 3 hours. There were 15 car pile ups, 7 car pile ups, trucks on fire. I-40 was backed up to the border. And all of a sudden I get a text from the kids schools that they are closing today. Are you kidding me?? You promised they would go back today! This morning I was watching the weatherman and he was just in awe of the 1/2 inch of snow blowing over the OU campus, which was closed due to weather. Here we didn’t get any snow, it’s just cold. I went to North Dakota State and I remember walking through 6 feet of snow to get to class and when the snow was past my front door my employer ( the hospital) sent a EMT on a snowmobile to pick me up from my bedroom window. Those are the people who will survive the zombie apocalypse.

So today I’ll not worry about the unknown or the great “snow” storm. Worrying just adds to your anxiety and lord knows the house is full of those damn anxiety fairies. Corbin even asked if I wanted him to bring some fairies from his house! Gotta love him.

I’ll try to be back tomorrow and update this. Stay Warm!!

xxP

 

We’re All Mad Here!

Blue Monday. Since I was having Harney and Sons Yellow and Blue Tea this morning. It’s a lovely blend of Chamomile and Lavender with Cornflowers. It’s caffeine free and very calming. And since I am seeing my therapist in a couple of hours I needed calm.

Not so much from the visit, it’s the people in the waiting room. They seem to want to talk before they go in. A warm up I guess of what they are paying someone to hear them talk about.

The weather is still weird. Shorts one day and all the clothes you own the next. But none of the dreaded snow they keep predicting. We just had the one day of snow. If you blinked you missed it.

The stress of waiting for Tommy’s surgery is making me a bit snippy. I was outside yesterday when a neighbor commented that she loved the Menorah in my window. And then she said, ‘ I didn’t know you were Jewish.’ To which I said,” Well deep down and going all the way back, aren’t we all really?” I’m fairly sure she won’t talk to me again. Sarcasm is running rampant. And it isn’t even a menorah. It’s a candelabra set a friend gave us and it is beautiful and blue and was made by the company that originally made toilets. During the big war they didn’t have as much demand for those so until the war was over they made beautiful oval commode bowls and these double candle holders.

So I have to go cook now. Tommy can barely walk and this is seriously impacting my food delivery system. And my grocery shopping. I did cook a turkey Friday. I didn’t actually touch it or anything. I went and found my neighbor and he pulled out the icky bits and all I had to do was put in the oven. I wasn’t sure about the ‘neck’. I almost threw up when that came out. But Tommy was impressed and ate it and isn’t dead, so now I’m a gourmet cook.

Monday Love! xx P

Today’s Mood….Tired With a Touch of Anxiety

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So far Monday has been a multiple cups of strong tea day. It was 20 degrees outside and cold!

This has been a week-end. And because it has been a pretty bad one which included a trip to the ER, a lot of tears and hopefully soon some answers.

I am trying to keep that darn anxiety fairy quiet and calmly digest what our next move should be so OU Boy and I posted up on the sofas and watched Netflix. He was doped up on pain meds and I was randomly bursting into tears so watching Grace and Frankie was good. We cried, we laughed and went to bed very early as we had not slept the night before.

So, for a bit I may not be here as much. My first job is this man I love and I’m determined to fix him. All good wishes and prayers are welcome and appreciated.

xx P

REMEMBERING A LIFE

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We are feeling a bit muted today and I thought this collage expressed how we are feeling. This is a day that is always hard for Tommy. His mother left 4 years ago today. She fought a brave fight that she had not learned about until it was too late to hope it would go back in the box.

From the time we had a diagnosis and the time she left was just a few months. She still lives with us. In the closet in my office. I chat with her a lot. As a mother in law, she was always there when I needed her and I admired how brave she was at the end. She became a mother at 16. A child raising a child. It wasn’t all champagne and roses. It was more struggle and heartbreak. But the man she gave birth to is the best man I know and for that I give her an A!

Sheryl, I hope you are somewhere fishing and playing the slots! Say hello to Daddy for me and I hope we’ve made you proud!

 

xx Patricia

TAZO APRICOT VANILLA CREME White TEA…

Oh my what a gloomy Monday it is here. It rained overnight and the clouds are still hanging gray overhead.

We had to be at the OU Medical early this morning for OU Boy’s stress test. He couldn’t have his beloved sweet tea for 24 hours before. So I got him some Adult coloring books and markers and stuff to take his mind off of that. For a guy who goes through over a gallon a day it was tough!

I’ve been on the hunt for new teas for a few days now. This was a surprise and a very nice one at that.  Tazo Apricot Vanilla Creme. This would be a lovely tea to have with toast and apricot jam, or an apricot tart. It smells so nice. The apricot hits you in the nose right away and the vanilla is a smooth ribbon running throughout and it all comes together with the white tea beautifully. Perfect for Spring and Summer, I can see using this iced as well. Or you could make this lovely Vanilla infused naked cake….no words…

vanilla naked layer cake... so pretty! x

Lately I’ve been feeling the need to shake things up a bit. I went on an adventure Saturday to the country, poking around for unique locations. Stepping out of my comfort zone. Then on a whim I decided I wanted to be a brunette, so yeah, that happened and the stylist cut a bunch of layers into it so now I’ve got curls all over my face, but we’ll see how I like it. I love playing with hair color. Unfortunately for some reason mine never takes. In a few weeks it will just wash down the drain and we’ll be back to blonde.

I hope everyone had a restful weekend and maybe some of you are off today, so have a good one!

xx Patricia

Where There Is Goodness There Is Magic

Good Sunday Morning to you! Sitting here in the office savoring my morning tea. English Breakfast by Tazo. I popped a pinch of cinnamon on top this morning and with a dash of Almond Milk, that stuff is delicious!

Outside it’s looking pretty gloomy. And windy, very windy. But at least we haven’t had to turn on the heat yet. Supposed to rain today and we desperately need it. I swear this is the driest place I have ever lived. We go through lotion by the gallon.

One of my beliefs is that if you can dream it, you can do it. A little bit of magic, a whole lot of hard work, and a strong network of women who keep you on the right track and you can change the world. Or at least your little corner of the world. And that is what I wanted.

I believed in my husband until he believed in himself and Boom!, he took off like a bottle rocket. I am so proud of him I think I have stars in my eyes, or maybe those are floaters in that left eye. Either way, he had a dream and he made it happen. The fact that it came at the same time as my dream was a bonus.

Every challenge I’ve taken on, this man has been right there beside me cheering me on. And now we get to do that for each other. You see, after having several heart attacks and open heart surgeries before he was even 35, then being told there is no more they can do, he was pretty much just waiting to die. Now he is fighting to live and not only live but flourish. The smoking is gone, the diet is great, lost about 15 pounds since Christmas and I couldn’t be any prouder of him. I mean good lord, one day I found him cleaning out and organizing his dresser and closet! A man throwing away socks and underwear! It’s a miracle I tell you!

This year instead of just dreaming a little dream, how about living a little dream!

xx Much Love  Patricia

Five Days in Hell…

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This story may not be what you want to read, but that’s okay. It’s a copy of a letter I emailed to the hospital.

OU, I’m assuming stands for ON Vacation, as our 5 day stay there felt like one of those horror films of teenagers on vacation.

Let me give you some background. OU Boy aka Tommy, had his first heart attack in May of 2012. All enzymes normal, EKG normal, but when they did the Angiogram, he had two 100 percent blockages. In go 2 stints. His Cardiologist said his heart looked like a 90-year-old man. 3 months later..boom another one. Double Bypass. Since then we’ve been up and down until last year on July 22, he again was taken by ambulance unconscious and all enzymes were normal and so was the EKG. Still they quickly did an angiogram and found 2 more 100 percent blockages and put in 2 more stints. One of his meds is $400 with our good insurance.

Thursday he passed out at the golf course, chest pain, throwing up and sweating heavily. The Security people took him to the closest hospital which was OU. Our doctor is at The Oklahoma Heart Hospital. When I got there he was in the E.R. waiting for an ICU bed.

The first doctor came in eating and texting and asked some questions without ever looking up from his phone. Just Uh Huh over and over. Then said they were going to do an Angiogram Friday.

Overnight in the APU, his nurse drops his meds on the floor, picks them back up and says, “It’s okay” . Friday the procedure went way past the time they normally do, and we’ve had 7 so I know. This time after hours the surgeon came and motioned me back.

They were unable to make the repair to the vessel because instead of looking like tree roots it was knotted up. It was too risky to even attempt.

So up we go to CICU where every nurse on that floor should be a doctor. Especially Brooke! She googled and read and fought for us like we were family.

Dr. Karen Beckman was the Attending and Dr. Z. Asad the Fellow along with others who never told us their name. Every one of them gave different orders contradicting the others. As you can imagine this was extremely stressful. So I used Social Media to reach out and tell my story. They had someone in our room right away. Bertha Nunez-Herrera, who instantly got all the doctors in there to talk to us.

Monday night they ordered a CT to check for blood clots. Tuesday morning a nurse came in and said they were moving him to a different floor. 5 minutes later she came in and said “You’re going home”. We asked about the test results and she knew nothing. So I called Bertha. She knows more than any doctor I’ve come across! By this time we just wanted out of there before they killed us both.

The nurse came in and took out the Nitro I.V. which we had gone through at least 10 of as well as the pain med line.

Still no discharge meet with the doctor. We signed no discharge papers, and they wheeled him to the main entrance, in over 90 degree heat and asked if he could walk and said bye. They were aware I couldn’t drive as I am recovering from Corneal Transplant surgery.

At home I looked to see where his meds were called in to and the paper said they had been printed out and given to the patient. A straight up lie. WE have NO prescriptions.

From my end it looks like payback for going over their head. I have never felt more dismissed than I have the past 6 days. And I refuse to let this happen to another person. I mean we have great insurance! What would it have been like if we didn’t??

The OKCGCC cares about their employees and helps them in any way they can. I am so thankful for them and for Roger keeping me calm by sitting with me. You all are awesome 😊

Thanks for listening to me Rant, but I love this man and without him I’m just wandering in the dark. So I will fight and yell my story every day all day until someone listens.

P.S. We already called our Cardiologist ( who does not practice at OU), and got the meds called in.

Thank you to Brooke and Bertha! You guys rock.

After 5 Days in the CICU, We Are Home!

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Finally I am back home! This was one wild ride! Five days sitting in CICU, waiting for answers, having surgeries, procedures. Let’s just say Murphy’s Law applied to the entire five days!

I’m not saying anymore because my attorney told me to shut up basically. On my Reviews site Review Site I had 6 books release today and I luckily there were all just waiting in the Draft Folder. Now I am going to sleep! I promise to catch up with you all and your blogs tonight.

Thank you all for your prayers and good thoughts! Luckily I brought enough tea to last the week! And I had someone pick up my Anxiety meds, so I got through okay, but just barely!

xx Patricia

THUG KITCHEN eat like you give a f*ck!

Thug Kitchen: The Official Cookbook: Eat Like You Give a F*ck by [Kitchen, Thug]

I snagged this at the end of last year. After nothing I did or said was helping a certain man who is stubborn times 10. He has also in the past 4 years had 5 heart attacks, multiple stints, and CABG. Open heart surgery. No matter how hard I tried to give him information about plant based eating, he agreed but wasn’t on board.

He laughed through this entire book. And while he isn’t all the way there yet, or ever will be, I fell in love with this series of cookbooks by an LA-based duo and the authors of the #1 bestselling Thug Kitchen: The Official Cookbook and Thug Kitchen: Party Grub. They started their wildly popular web site to inspire people to eat some goddamn vegetables and adopt a healthier lifestyle. Beloved by Gwyneth Paltrow (“This might be my favorite thing ever”) and named Saveur’s Best New Food Blog of 2013—with almost a million Facebook fans and counting—Thug Kitchen wants to show everyone how to take charge of their plates and cook up some real f*cking food.

From breakfast to desserts, you are covered in these books. The recipes are easy, filling and delicious! The Oat Flour Griddle Cakes, The Pumpkin Chili, Potato Leek Soup and all the other recipes are really good. And they tell it like it is!

The two newest books are Party Grub…for social mother f*ckers, and Thug Kitchen 101, which is my favorite one yet! Yes they cuss. They use the F word (gasp), but when you are trying to save the life of someone you care about, sometimes it takes some good old Bro’ talk to get through. They have the most fantastic blog! Enjoy!