Me and Grandpa
Me, My Mom and My Grandpa
Grandma, Grandpa and the kidsTuesday, October 25, 2005
My Grandfather Had a Stroke
I got an email last week from my mother (she could not find my phone number) She told me that my grandpa had a stroke.
My grandfather has been like a dad to me my whole life. with my bio dad being out of the picture-my grandparents helped to raise me. My grandpa is the only father figure I have ever had. He means the absolute world to me.
6 weeks ago they were out at my moms house. My grandpa felt sick so they decided to leave. As my grandma was driving home, he passed out. When he woke up he got sick. They took him in and the dr thought it was inner ear stuff. Fast forward to this last Friday. They were at my cousins game. When they went to leave..grandpa said he felt like he got stuck..couldn't get in the car. That is when he had a stroke. Saturday he couldn't walk...had slurred speech. Had to use a cane and could barely walk with that. He kept falling and fell when he was going to feed the horses..and banged up his face pretty good. Monday they took him in and the dr said he is having strokes..and it seems to be progressing fast.
So we drove down. He doesn't look too good. His facial muscles are not really affected, but his speech is pretty bad. he has a really hard time talking and he has a significant memory loss. his right side is almost useless. he has a walker, but refuses to use it. so we had to help him move everywhere. I had a talk with my grandma. he had this stroke on friday and she did not take him in until monday! if she would have gotten him in earlier, they could have given him the medication to help reverse the affects, but she didn't realize that a stroke had happened. we talked about the seriousness of letting the dr's know what is going on-and that she better not hestitate again. she asked me how I deal with it...with Kaitlyn and the worry. she then told me that grandpa won't let go of her...every time they go to bed he just holds her so tight and will not let go of her. He is so scared. but I think I got through to her. he is in therapy..and went in for a CT scan yesterday. they are also doing some cartoid vascular study this week.
By the time we left on Sunday, you could really see the changes in him. He was more positive, but his speech was worse. It was very slurred and he couldn't remember everyday words.
We are still waiting on test results. But I am just not ready to lose him.
My grandfather has been like a dad to me my whole life. with my bio dad being out of the picture-my grandparents helped to raise me. My grandpa is the only father figure I have ever had. He means the absolute world to me.
6 weeks ago they were out at my moms house. My grandpa felt sick so they decided to leave. As my grandma was driving home, he passed out. When he woke up he got sick. They took him in and the dr thought it was inner ear stuff. Fast forward to this last Friday. They were at my cousins game. When they went to leave..grandpa said he felt like he got stuck..couldn't get in the car. That is when he had a stroke. Saturday he couldn't walk...had slurred speech. Had to use a cane and could barely walk with that. He kept falling and fell when he was going to feed the horses..and banged up his face pretty good. Monday they took him in and the dr said he is having strokes..and it seems to be progressing fast.
So we drove down. He doesn't look too good. His facial muscles are not really affected, but his speech is pretty bad. he has a really hard time talking and he has a significant memory loss. his right side is almost useless. he has a walker, but refuses to use it. so we had to help him move everywhere. I had a talk with my grandma. he had this stroke on friday and she did not take him in until monday! if she would have gotten him in earlier, they could have given him the medication to help reverse the affects, but she didn't realize that a stroke had happened. we talked about the seriousness of letting the dr's know what is going on-and that she better not hestitate again. she asked me how I deal with it...with Kaitlyn and the worry. she then told me that grandpa won't let go of her...every time they go to bed he just holds her so tight and will not let go of her. He is so scared. but I think I got through to her. he is in therapy..and went in for a CT scan yesterday. they are also doing some cartoid vascular study this week.
By the time we left on Sunday, you could really see the changes in him. He was more positive, but his speech was worse. It was very slurred and he couldn't remember everyday words.
We are still waiting on test results. But I am just not ready to lose him.
Monday, October 10, 2005
I have my board!!
After a long desire to have a small parenting board where we could educate and have friendships-I finally decided to do it! My August 2002 playgroup (another small knit group) is going to need a new home sometime soon...so I decided to just go for it. Create a board with my friends where we could talk and have fun. And the best thing is that we can share educational links and articles. I hope to learn so much from these ladies. It is similar to another board I visit..but without the 3000+ members and will still have the personal touches. People will not be ignored. We can post and get answers.
Right now it is very raw..we are just on an ezboard but we are getting ready to move.
Right now it is very raw..we are just on an ezboard but we are getting ready to move.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Either the test is rigged, or I am going soft
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Have you heard of Rindercella???
Rindercella (Cinderella)-by Archie; a HeeHaw man.
Tunce upon a whine, in a coreign fountry, there lived a geautiful
birl and her name was Rindercella. Rindercella lived with her mugly
other and her two sad blisters. Also, in this same coreign fountry,
there lived a very prandsome hince.
Now, this prandsome hince was going to have a bancy fall, so he
invited all the people for riles amound, especially the pich reople.
So, Rindercella's mugly other and her two sigly usters went out to
get some dancy fresses to wear to the bancy fall. But, Rindercella
couldn't go because all she had to wear was some old rirty dags. So,
she just cat down and scried.
Well she was kitten there scrying, and all of the sudden, there
appeared before her, her gairy mudfather. And she waved her wagic
mand and there appeared before her a kig boach and hix white sorses
to take Rindercella to the bancy fall! ''But,'' she warned her, ''you
be home before nidmight or I'll purn you into a tumpkin.''
So, Rindercella went to the bancy fall and she was det at the moor
by the prandsome hince, because he had been watching from behind a
widden hindow. And, as soon as they met, they lell in fove! And,
nanced all dight, until nidmight. Then, the stock clucked nidmight,
and Rindercella staced down the rairs. And, just as she beached the
rottom, she slopped her dripper!
Well, the next day, the prandsome hince went all over the coreign
fountry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper.
He came to Rindercella's house and tried it on her mugly other, and
it fidn't dit. He tried it on her two sigly usters, and it fidn't
dit. Then he tried it on Rindercella and it fid dit. So, they were
married and lived heavily ever hapwards.
Now, the storal to this mory is: If you ever go to a bancy fall and
want to have a prandsome hince lall in fove with you, don't forget
to slop your dripper
Tunce upon a whine, in a coreign fountry, there lived a geautiful
birl and her name was Rindercella. Rindercella lived with her mugly
other and her two sad blisters. Also, in this same coreign fountry,
there lived a very prandsome hince.
Now, this prandsome hince was going to have a bancy fall, so he
invited all the people for riles amound, especially the pich reople.
So, Rindercella's mugly other and her two sigly usters went out to
get some dancy fresses to wear to the bancy fall. But, Rindercella
couldn't go because all she had to wear was some old rirty dags. So,
she just cat down and scried.
Well she was kitten there scrying, and all of the sudden, there
appeared before her, her gairy mudfather. And she waved her wagic
mand and there appeared before her a kig boach and hix white sorses
to take Rindercella to the bancy fall! ''But,'' she warned her, ''you
be home before nidmight or I'll purn you into a tumpkin.''
So, Rindercella went to the bancy fall and she was det at the moor
by the prandsome hince, because he had been watching from behind a
widden hindow. And, as soon as they met, they lell in fove! And,
nanced all dight, until nidmight. Then, the stock clucked nidmight,
and Rindercella staced down the rairs. And, just as she beached the
rottom, she slopped her dripper!
Well, the next day, the prandsome hince went all over the coreign
fountry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper.
He came to Rindercella's house and tried it on her mugly other, and
it fidn't dit. He tried it on her two sigly usters, and it fidn't
dit. Then he tried it on Rindercella and it fid dit. So, they were
married and lived heavily ever hapwards.
Now, the storal to this mory is: If you ever go to a bancy fall and
want to have a prandsome hince lall in fove with you, don't forget
to slop your dripper
Monday, October 03, 2005
I am reconsidering letting the gnome go
that crazy witch woman thinks she can slam on MY ELF fling and get away with it?? I will have you know he was wayy better than your little gnome half man.
no way no how woman..bring it!
and to see this crazy witch woman... http://onorach.blogspot.com/
no way no how woman..bring it!
and to see this crazy witch woman... http://onorach.blogspot.com/
I am an evil gnome kidnapper
Meet Hairy...er...Harry.
I have kidnapped him. I am holding him ransom. His owner- mistress will never see him again unless she meets my ransom demands.
More to follow.
and do not involve the gnome police. doing so will result in instant deletion.
I just don't know what to do with him
He is always so angry. I can't handle him very well right now. I leave the room and I hear him screaming 5 minutes later. Of course, the doctors are still not doing anything right now. I can't even get one to call me back. That makes me angry more than anything.
I know his behavior is out of his control....but there are things that could help him-and the doctors are denying him that!
*sigh*
Here it goes..putting in another phone call now.
I know his behavior is out of his control....but there are things that could help him-and the doctors are denying him that!
*sigh*
Here it goes..putting in another phone call now.
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