Happy Valentine’s Day! And a Big Happy Birthday to Shawn Patrick, the best Valentine gift I ever received!
Happy Valentine’s Day! And a Big Happy Birthday to Shawn Patrick, the best Valentine gift I ever received!
Happy Monday~ It has been a long weekend here. Cold too. I hope you are all safe and warm.
Friday’s surgery was an all day affair. We finally got back to the OR and of course I asked Dr. White if I could see the tumor. He was very quick to offer to take a picture. Almost gleeful. Aunt Gayle and I posted up it the waiting area right out side the OR with about 50 other people who had not read the memo on NO CHILDREN BEYOND THIS POINT. So I pointed it out to them. For hours I drank tea, listened shamelessly to other people’s conversations and silently judged the ones who had NOT turned their phones off. Well maybe not so silently, but I was stressed.
A few hours in I received a call from Diane in the OR to meet the good doctor in the hall real quick. We were like giddy kids doing something behind our parents back! He had the picture and then took my phone and took one next to a ruler so you all could share in the gory thing he and I decided to call “Da Tumor” in our best Terminator voices.
So for the squeamish or faint of heart, look away!
I sent it to my sister and said, “We had a baby! It’s a boy/girl/mutant!” Actually our Oncologist said he is certain it is not cancerous, although we are waiting on final confirmation from the pathologist. Just a bunch of fat. Which Gayle and I wondered if it had just banded together and formed this long 2 pound ovoid and how could we get our fat to work that out???
The weekend was spent doling out meds. Oxycodone and Tommy don’t really go well together. Lots of throwing up and passing out. Today he is going down to just Motrin and believe it or not he’s going back to work on Wednesday. He has slept a lot and I have read a lot. Plus my mother went home from the hospital on Saturday.
I want to take a minute to say Thank You to all of you who were praying and sending us good thoughts! It means the world to us. After surgery when he could sit up we just clung to each other and prayed and gave thanks and cried and released a ton of weight off of our shoulders.
The up side of this is how seriously he is taking his recovery and drinking SuperFood Smoothies with me and hardly drinking any iced sweet tea. But a lot of herbal tea.
I’m headed to the market as I don’t think he will live on spinach much longer!
Happy Monday and Here is a big hug and kisses for you all!
Wednesday Love to you all! While we still have no snow, I think I would rather have that than the constant drizzle of freezing rain. Mother Nature in Oklahoma is much like a menopausal woman. Freezing one minute and hot as hell the next. It’s just too much to keep up with.
I love this little winter poem. I love the idea of winter and snow. I love the reality of sandy beaches and sunshine! Are you still in the deep freeze? With this allergy turned bronchitis mess, I’ve been stuck in the house under covers drinking copious amounts of tea, full of herbal goodness. Last night my fever broke just as Tommy’s blood pressure tanked again and he almost passed out again. I wish I had a video of that scene. Him yelling, ” I’m going to throw up!” And me running for a bucket and making a Heisman worthy jump over the coffee table to land with my arm outstretched with the bucket which barely made it under his mouth in time.
I was worried about him all night. Slept with my hand on his chest to make sure he was breathing. Finally he grabbed my hand and told me he was okay now. This morning I told him if he was going to keep trying to faint and barf I was going to rearrange the furniture so none of my things would get broken. The poor man was just barfing away while I had my fingers in my ears humming loudly.
Today I feel better. I’m coughing, but it’s a good cough and I don’t feel like crawling into a hole and dying. Which is really good since tomorrow is the big day for pre-op work and then surgery on Friday. Keep those prayers coming!
My nephew’s long time girlfriend was killed in a car accident yesterday in Pass Christian, Mississippi so we are doubling down on the prayer. He is such a sweet boy, who isn’t really a boy anymore, but he will always be the baby.
Have a great day. Be Kind. Drink Tea.
BRRRR!!! I am not even going to start whining about how cold it is. 47 degrees but it’s a dry cold. WTF? I don’t know, but I feel horrible complaining when my mother is up to her tiny little neck in snow and my sons are in the frozen tundra of -60. Doesn’t mean I won’t complain, but I am aware how lucky we are to have been spared this polar vortex.
We are getting our ducks in a row for surgery next Friday. Thank you for all the well wishes. I think we are getting everything under control. This morning Tommy told me I could toss that pitcher of sweet tea he made last night. “It just tasted funny. I don’t want it anymore.” One more miracle and I’m pretty sure I can be up for sainthood, right??
It was very cold this morning, I had to put on a hoodie over my shorts! Since then I have been snuggled on my office sofa writing reviews and drinking a pot of Gingerbread Tea. Those warming spices make your entire body sigh. I’m finishing up one book and have a stack of Paula Brackston’s books to begin. Just for my own pleasure.
I hope y’all are staying warm if you are in this insane cold. Drink tea, wear socks or just hop in the hot tub and read a book!
I am so happy to be here this Wednesday! I had no idea it was so late in the afternoon. I was deep into one of Paula Brackston’s slip time tales and lost all track of time.
We had a rough few days. Tommy’s BP bottomed out and he crashed. Like into the wall and my knitting basket and then proceeded to throw up on the floor. It’s dark and I can’t see that well so I just stuck a can under his mouth and put a wet cloth on his head. Right before he passed out he said he was going to throw up and I knew from my own experiences that his blood pressure had gone way down too fast. Been there.
Monday we were scared of the visit to the cancer center and his surgeon. Well at the end of the day, NO. CANCER. And yesterday he met with his GP and she brought in a pharmacist to talk about which meds were causing issues and which ones he could drop. His blood work was perfect as usual and he is continuing to lose weight and stay away from the gallon of sweet tea. He even drank my SuperFoods Smoothie yesterday. Because his doctor told him to do what I do!! Win!
We have a notion that people change for 2 reasons. Fear or Recognition. And he has had both. He doesn’t want to stroke out and he’s looking pretty hot. So we celebrated by finishing The Crown! So good news all around. Except for my two sons and my mother and sister who are up there on the North Dakota/Canada border where it is -60! I feel for y’all, I really do. So sending warm thoughts to all of you in the frozen tundra areas!
Thank you all for the prayers and love! We are truly Thankful, Grateful and Blessed and reading your blogs has kept me sane and out of my own head. Isn’t it amazing how people can touch your life so intimately and yet you’ve never met them in the “real” world?
Well we made it. Friday morning Tommy’s BP had been acceptable for 10 straight hours. Really good. Like normal people. 124 over 78! We finally found the right cocktail of meds. And I want to thank all of the nurses, especially Debbie at OU. Part of the anxiety and stress is the not knowing. And this beautiful woman shut the door and sat down and explained everything and wrote it down. They released him right after lunch and we headed to the pharmacy and got his new meds and then home for a nap in his own bed and a nice soak in the tub.
He was determined to go to Corbin’s first dance. And we made it. I was working the photo booth and he helped by corralling the props and herding the kids into a somewhat straight line.
The gym looked amazing, the DJ was really good, but the hottest ticket in the gym was the photo booth.
Those three little munchkins are best friends. Last year they were all the same height but as you can see Corbin had a growth spurt, but then we are all tall Viking people here. They danced their hearts out and took tons of pictures together and ate a lot of cookies but when it came time to go, little Alex did not want to take off her party shoes and go to her Grandmother’s house. She started to cry and the boys jumped right in to hug her and console her and offer for her to come with them. On the way out, Corbin said, ” Grandma, Emerson and me are cousins now.” Really? ” Well then it’s okay if he calls me his Grandma too, then?” Uh, no.
I sent his dad a the above picture as he was home with Charli Ava and he wrote back, Good Lord Mom, he looks like a little Amish boy! Actually the boys had to have matching outfits, which were located finally at H & M. Corbin refused to wear the bow tie or boutonniere, as they felt funny on his skin.
We slept like the dead last night and woke up this morning feeling like we had the worst hangover ever! We didn’t realize how tightly we were wound up and I guess we just crashed finally. But everyone is doing well. Monday we meet with the surgeon at the Cancer Center and we’ll go from there. But I had to share Corbin’s first dance with y’all and thank you for all of your thoughts and love and prayers. You are all amazing!
Good Thursday morning! It’s been a very busy week. OU Boy is actually in OUMED at the moment. Yesterday morning his blood pressure was in high stroke range and he was sent to the hospital and was admitted.
It was a long day of tests and switching up blood pressure meds orally and through the IV. They didn’t do it the slow way either so when it crashed so did he. After scans of his entire body and a check on his aorta and kidney function we are wiped out. This morning his pressure was 158 over 98 and that is as low as it has ever been. But then he tried to stand up and boom! Massive headache, dizzy and throwing up.
I’m trying to wrap things up at home right now and find his pajamas.And stuff my bag with tea. They didn’t offer anything but black and I needed the calm of the lavender. It may be a bit before I’m back on here though. They can’t do the tumor surgery until his BP is stable. I am not the best in hospitals. They did give us a lovely gift basket with food and drinks and snacks so I ate almonds yesterday. Tommy couldn’t eat. Then we were wondering does everyone get a gift basket? No. They don’t. We are just nice people and are patient with the nurses, who really do everything.
Since he was unconscious and his legs were spread out I used him as a desk and got work done. The nurses offered to bring me a desk but this way I can watch him and work. Now it’s back to the hospital. Prayers, love and good thoughts are appreciated!
It’s Monday! Some Mellow Yellow here today. Warm Turmeric Tea and all is right with the world. Except this wind. It’s one of those days when I need rocks in my pockets or I’ll end up in Missouri. But the fat yellow sun is shining and of course I had a thought about that.
They say that Chicago is the windiest place, but I disagree. I’ve been to Chicago many times and I’ve seen some wicked wind, but here in Oklahoma its unrelenting. I hate it. Your hair is in your face sticking to your lip gloss. Your grocery cart goes flying across the lot. It’s even worse if you live out at the farm. Dust will always be in your house.
But no matter, that big old sun is still shining! High in the sky doing its job not caring what the other elements are doing. I’m so trying to take that attitude. All day and night we hear of the shutdown and the utter chaos in our part of the world and we can not let that affect our job! Our job is to lift the broken, love the unloveable, care for the sick and poor and keep on shining. Being kind isn’t the same as agreeing with someone. You don’t have to agree to be kind. And if you just toss that stuff all over then at the end of the day you can be proud of yourself and not have to go take a shower to wash off the ugly.
We went to the market this morning. Tommy was not happy but he took a nap and is okay now. Nothing but good and healthy food in the house. I think he’s planning a secret mission to The Garage ( our fave burger joint) as soon as I head for the office! But so far he’s done well. He’s drinking Turmeric Tea and had a cup of English Breakfast this morning. He even ate the salmon patties I made last night. He has never eaten salmon!!
Have yourself a good day and evening. And remember sometimes being kind just means keeping our mouths shut.
Good Morning! It’s Wednesday and I have the house to myself. I had to drink some herbal tea this morning. It’s my own blend and it helps my tummy. It feels like there is always something going on.
Yesterday I had an appointment with Dr. D at the Eye Institute. At 1 p.m. and we didn’t get home until after 4! My pressure in my eye was 38. So for hours I had to sit in the special chair, take a pill and drink tons of water and have drops put in every 10 minutes. And then Dr. D said, “Hey did Lisa tell you I’m moving?” Um, noooooo. Where to? ” Oh, New Mexico, in 2 weeks.” I was gobsmacked. For almost 3 years now he’s been there for me and done all of my surgeries and I am attached. Tommy asked if we were moving to New Mexico too. That’s a solid no. But he is leaving me in good hands with Valerie, who has also been there since the beginning. For the first time since June of 2016 I am off steroids. Just pressure drops for a week or so and my antibiotic drops. I go on those for a week after they remove a stitch, which they did yesterday. Just one. Now I only have 10.
I did good on the vision test and can now start wearing RGP lenses. The hard contacts. As usual I looked like someone had punched me in the eye yesterday and all night, but today things look much better. So that’s good news. And I’ll take that.
A quick shout out to Cynthia for sending me the tea! It was waiting yesterday and it was much appreciated! You know I love you! xx
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.
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!!