With that said, this is a fair warning and an apology, in advance, to all those who I will come in contact with until the day he arrives home. I probably won't be the most pleasant person.
Hurry home sweetie!
Monday, July 06, 2009
Hurry Home
I really don't like it when my husband is gone for more than a couple of days. It has been four nights since he left and I don't think I have slept more than 4-5 hours each night. At the rate that I am going, when he does finally come home, I will have had a total of 32-35 hours of sleep in 7 nights.
With that said, this is a fair warning and an apology, in advance, to all those who I will come in contact with until the day he arrives home. I probably won't be the most pleasant person.
Hurry home sweetie!
With that said, this is a fair warning and an apology, in advance, to all those who I will come in contact with until the day he arrives home. I probably won't be the most pleasant person.
Hurry home sweetie!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Bug's day
On Monday my sweet little Bug had his tonsils and adenoids taken out. He also had a tube removed from his right ear that was lodge in his ear canal. He was such a brave little man.
We arrived at the hospital at 7:45 am. After registration and check-in they gave him some medicine to help make him drowsy so that he would not have anxiety going back to the operating room. The medicine didn't work. He was fully conscious and aware when he was wheeled back on the bed. He was very nervous and apprehensive.
All went well with the surgery. The doctor indicated that his tonsils were big but the adenoids were huge. This was a good thing for him.
Unfortunately, after the surgery wasn't so great.
Bug woke up from the surgery just fine and not complaining of any pain. We moved him to an open area that was simply divided by curtains. After about an hour he was able to eat some slushy and a Popsicle. We had the IV taken out and were putting his clothes on when...up came the slushy, Popsicle and a bunch of blood.
He laid back down and took a little nap. Shortly he was vomiting blood again. By 2:00 pm and a few more vomiting episodes it was determined that we needed to put the IV back in so he could receive floods and anti-nausea medicine through it. Since he was asleep for the first IV he had no idea what to expect. Thank goodness for those wonderful individuals who have been working with children for so long and are able to make the process as quick as possible. It was over in a few seconds and he only felt a pinch like he does when he receives his immunizations.
To make a long story short, after three nurses and one very long day we were able to leave the hospital at 6:15 pm. Bug just kept saying that he wanted to go home and be with his dad. I felt so bad and did my best not to let him see my cry.
I think one of the most troublesome things about this experience besides the obvious concern I had for my son was the other patience in the room and their experiences.
One that was most upsetting to Bug was the little girl across from us. I am not sure what procedure she had done but she was only happy when her grandmother was holding her. When her grandmother felt it more important to go out for a "smoke" than to hold her granddaughter during this trying experience the sweet little one screamed the whole time she was gone. Her mother, who was holding her, was frustrated and kept telling this little girl to "shut up" and "calm down". Like she had any control over it.
Once again, the great staff at the hospital stepped it and tried to help in anyway possible. Bless them all!
Thank you to all of you marvelous people who work at Primary Children's Medical Center. Thank you for making the horrifying experiences for these children as unhorrifying as possible.
We arrived at the hospital at 7:45 am. After registration and check-in they gave him some medicine to help make him drowsy so that he would not have anxiety going back to the operating room. The medicine didn't work. He was fully conscious and aware when he was wheeled back on the bed. He was very nervous and apprehensive.
All went well with the surgery. The doctor indicated that his tonsils were big but the adenoids were huge. This was a good thing for him.
Unfortunately, after the surgery wasn't so great.
Bug woke up from the surgery just fine and not complaining of any pain. We moved him to an open area that was simply divided by curtains. After about an hour he was able to eat some slushy and a Popsicle. We had the IV taken out and were putting his clothes on when...up came the slushy, Popsicle and a bunch of blood.
He laid back down and took a little nap. Shortly he was vomiting blood again. By 2:00 pm and a few more vomiting episodes it was determined that we needed to put the IV back in so he could receive floods and anti-nausea medicine through it. Since he was asleep for the first IV he had no idea what to expect. Thank goodness for those wonderful individuals who have been working with children for so long and are able to make the process as quick as possible. It was over in a few seconds and he only felt a pinch like he does when he receives his immunizations.
To make a long story short, after three nurses and one very long day we were able to leave the hospital at 6:15 pm. Bug just kept saying that he wanted to go home and be with his dad. I felt so bad and did my best not to let him see my cry.
I think one of the most troublesome things about this experience besides the obvious concern I had for my son was the other patience in the room and their experiences.
One that was most upsetting to Bug was the little girl across from us. I am not sure what procedure she had done but she was only happy when her grandmother was holding her. When her grandmother felt it more important to go out for a "smoke" than to hold her granddaughter during this trying experience the sweet little one screamed the whole time she was gone. Her mother, who was holding her, was frustrated and kept telling this little girl to "shut up" and "calm down". Like she had any control over it.
Once again, the great staff at the hospital stepped it and tried to help in anyway possible. Bless them all!
Thank you to all of you marvelous people who work at Primary Children's Medical Center. Thank you for making the horrifying experiences for these children as unhorrifying as possible.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Unselfish Service
I have been asked to teach the lesson in Relief Society at church this Sunday. The lesson is entitlted Unselfish Service. When I first began studying this lesson over a month ago I read it as just another conference talk. Now, the words are words of wisdom.
Over the past month service has been very prevalent in my family's life. We have been recipients of countless acts of service. Acts which have come at times when we least expected them but it is now evident that we needed.
I would like to take this opportunity to say "Thank You" and "Bless You" to all of those who have served my family. I truly know you are all blessings and I thank my Father in Heaven for each of you.
To quote Paul Cardall "...life is temporary but how we choose to act in this life is eternal."
May I strive to follow your great examples and serve others more each day of my life.
Thank you!
Over the past month service has been very prevalent in my family's life. We have been recipients of countless acts of service. Acts which have come at times when we least expected them but it is now evident that we needed.
I would like to take this opportunity to say "Thank You" and "Bless You" to all of those who have served my family. I truly know you are all blessings and I thank my Father in Heaven for each of you.
To quote Paul Cardall "...life is temporary but how we choose to act in this life is eternal."
May I strive to follow your great examples and serve others more each day of my life.
Thank you!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Worst Week
This has not by any means been a typically week for me. On Monday I flew from Salt Lake City to Boise for a one day trip with my boss. I am your typically nervous flier. I take at least one, sometimes even two dramamine tablets before I board the plane. The flight to Boise wasn't too bad but coming back to Salt Lake that evening was not so great.
Up until that day I had never experienced flying in a thunder storm. Not recommended by this passenger. I was fine until the descent to Salt Lake. By the time we were actually on the ground I had the shade pulled over the window and the barf bag in hand. I didn't lose anything but I'll tell ya, I sure thought I was going to a couple of times.
With that over I came home to a house full of very happy boys, except for one. My little bug (the oldest) was shivering and said his throat and head hurt. Yep, fever and swollen tonsils. So, Tuesday I stayed home and took him to the pediatrician. Sure enough, strep. This is the third time in six months this guy has had strep. Needless-to-say we will be seeing the Ear, Nose and Throat specialist in a couple of weeks.
Wednesday wasn't so bad. Work was hectic but that is always good as far as I am concerned. The busier you are the less trouble you seem to get into.
Now it is Thursday...
Up until that day I had never experienced flying in a thunder storm. Not recommended by this passenger. I was fine until the descent to Salt Lake. By the time we were actually on the ground I had the shade pulled over the window and the barf bag in hand. I didn't lose anything but I'll tell ya, I sure thought I was going to a couple of times.
With that over I came home to a house full of very happy boys, except for one. My little bug (the oldest) was shivering and said his throat and head hurt. Yep, fever and swollen tonsils. So, Tuesday I stayed home and took him to the pediatrician. Sure enough, strep. This is the third time in six months this guy has had strep. Needless-to-say we will be seeing the Ear, Nose and Throat specialist in a couple of weeks.
Wednesday wasn't so bad. Work was hectic but that is always good as far as I am concerned. The busier you are the less trouble you seem to get into.
Now it is Thursday...
Just in case you aren't able to make out the huge hole in my window, it is about dead center of the blinds on the right hand side. So now I am home waiting for the insurance guy and the window guys.
Friday has to be better, right?
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