You Suit Me To A Tea…Yes, Yes You Do!

Loving the turquoise and orange today! Trying out some different color schemes for a tea party next week. These are the colors I have to work with and I couldn’t be happier!

Turquoise and Peach remind me of the ocean and coral. They just make me smile!

The menu is set and I’m working on the invitations today. Obviously it is a Bridal Tea. My favorite kind. I also wanted to tell you about an amazing tea I had.

Peach Fresh Brew Iced Tea Image result for peach tea     This Peach Iced Tea with a peach sliced up in it is delicious!  I’ve been doing more cold brewing this month since the heat here is somewhere between WTF and OMG!  This one comes in larger bags too so it’s easy to whip up a pitcher.

The next one I tried with great success was cold brewing Ahmad Tea’s Lemon Ginger. It is a perfect drink in this heat and it’s good for you too! Do you switch up your hot tea to more cold teas in summer? What are some you have tried?

   I usually cold brew mine in a quart mason jar. This one was so good!

Today is Corneal check up day. I’m a bit anxious, but it’s a reasonable amount of anxiety. So today is going to be a great day and any news I get will be positive and reassuring!

xx Patricia

 

How Can I Miss You if You Won’t Leave??

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Is it wrong to jump up and down and do my happy dance because I’m finally alone again?

I’m trying some coffee this morning. Or as my Grandmother Anna would call it, coffee milk. Half of each. Anyway I’m trying it because it’s the Macaron coffee from someplace overseas. And it smells heavenly and tastes like a silky macaron.

I started to say everything is back to normal here, but it isn’t. We have a new normal now. At least I’m alone and able to sit around in my underwear reading and swigging coffee and eat okra. Yes, you read that right. Much like caviar, I love to pop those things against the roof of my mouth.

Since I am unable to spend hours reading in the bathtub until I get this bandage off my back later today, I thought about washing bed linens and stuff but then I decided I would wait and see if the laundry fairy would show up. For some reason she thinks she deserves a vacation. But at least the food fairy showed up with squash, fresh green beans, cherries and other good stuff. I am all rested up and ready for next week.

ppjan123  Hoping you all have a good Saturday!

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

Hanging On By A Prayer 😷

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OU Boy is still in ICU. Yesterday was a long day and I had grabbed the wrong bottle of meds off the counter so at a time when I needed them most I had  nothing 🙁

By this morning I had been here 48 hours with no meds. I called Uber at 7a.m and went home and took a shower and meds and slept until noon.

Back now at ICU with a fully stocked bag! Hoping the Cardiologist will be able to find a way to make his heart better. Thanks for the prayers and thoughts they help keep us positive.

Happy Saturday 

 

NOT TODAY, ANXIETY, NOT TODAY!

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Gratitude never goes out of style! Every morning I am grateful there is tea in the kitchen and a kettle to boil the water! Yesterday I was grateful to celebrate our nation’s birthday.

Last night I was grateful I didn’t freak out when the fireworks began shooting into the sky with a loud boom!

This morning we are slurping some Tazo Awake English Breakfast Tea. But yesterday was a quiet and instrospective day for me.

    So I treated myself to some soothing Paris tea from Harney and Sons. This stuff could be perfume it smells so amazing and the Lavender-Lemon Macarons were perfect with the tea.

Since we have no filter what so ever here, I’ll tell you that I discovered a small lump on my back. Anxiety was right there with Oh My God, It’s a Tumor! Yep I can always depend on her to go to the worst case scenario. But it isn’t. It’s just a nasty bite from a bug and I’m taking care of it. But I can still feel her on the edge of my mind. Goading…doing the What if thing she loves to do.

Normally this would bring my week to a complete standstill, but I keep reminding myself that it is what it is. No more, No less. And really, what is it compared to a new cornea?

So today I win. Anxiety loses.   Good for me!

xx Patricia

Bring On The Red, White and Blue!

Everyone have your fireworks? And a safe place to shoot them off? Okay, then we’re good.  These are our go-to snacks for the Fourth of July!

Today is my Friday so I have a ton of semi-important things to complete. The first of which was moving my things back to my own bedside table. I give up. I can not sleep on the other side. I have to be closest to the door. For some reason I feel trapped unless I’m by the door. Some of that left over pirate blood I guess.

Yesterday OU Boy surprised me with a ton of macarons. And a Chocolate Cupcake with Peanut Butter Buttercream. My mouth was making some really unladylike sounds for about 20 minutes. But I did show some restraint with the Macarons, as I wanted them for breakfast.

This afternoon we have Physical Therapy, or he does, I’m going along because his first visit came with a Massage Certificate and I am all over that. I’m not sure how this holiday thing works with the 4th being on a Tuesday. As for me and mine, we will be parked at the lake. Eating watermelon, cupcakes and homemade ice cream. And slathering on sunscreen.

Have a good one!  And if you know the holiday protocol, let me know.

xx  Patricia    feb17

Hello Sunday, What’s Up?

Not much. That’s what. It is storming like crazy here right now. lightening and thunder and wind and rain. The whole enchilada~ But we need the rain, so I’m not going to complain as I can’t go outside today anyway.

I slept horribly last night. I’m trying to sleep on the other side of the bed to see if I can stop rolling onto my left side where the eye cup thingy is. And I hate it!  Does everyone have a favorite side of the bed? Well, I surely do. And I tossed and turned and did not sleep last night, so this morning I zombie walked myself to the kitchen and instead of grabbing my allergy meds, I grabbed OU Boy’s muscle relaxers. Only I didn’t realize it until I started falling asleep. Sitting up, with tea.

Now my entire body feels like Jell-0 and I have absolutely no motivation at all. So I am just going with it. Today I will do nothing. And I’m okay with that. Totally calm. These things are good!

     Patricia

I Will Always Try Again! Be Brave!

Good sunny Saturday to all of you people of the page! This morning has been a 3 cups of tea day so far. I woke up before normal human beings should ever do! And once I’m awake I can never go back to sleep.

With OU Boy being down with his back someone had to go to the market yesterday. Obviously I can’t drive yet so the deal was that he would drive and I would brave the market alone. A daunting task that my poor therapist has been preparing me for so I went. Actually inside. I’m going slowly down the aisles being careful not to whack myself with a cereal box or freeze to death in the ice cream aisle.

I was doing good. It took a lot for me to go in there alone with limited vision and my aversion to stores in general. All of a sudden….I felt a tap on my shoulder and immediately swung around in a defensive posture with my right hand ready to throat punch someone. And it was OU Boy. The poor lady in the freezer section had her mouth hanging open and her phone out when I explained the situation to her. We all laughed and OU Boy was just glad I didn’t have time to rip out a box cutter or two.

Point being, I was scared but I put one foot in front of the other and pretended I wasn’t. And it worked for me. That is the key. It worked for me. And later when I saw a post on 10 ways ( why is it always 10?) to beat Anxiety, in my head I’m saying “Shove that where the sun don’t shine, buddy!” Because while we all are lumped into the same Anxiety/Depression/PTSD label, our experiences are not one size fits all. What works for you may not work for me. My advice? Do what works for you. Create a world you feel safe in.

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