Monday, February 17, 2014
It's been a week since I Spark'd and it feels like forever....sure have missed you-all, that's for sure!!!
DH had his 2nd total hip replacement on the 7th, and came home Mon the 10th. In between, he had a rough night with getting behind the pain curve, another rough night with his BP dropping so low plus dehydration that they hooked him up to a couple IVs and were taking his pressure every 10-15 mins (guess how much sleep he got THAT night?!?!)
I did most of his home care 8 years ago with the other hip replacement, and it didn't go so well....a HUGE understatement! He wanted to be in charge of his pain meds (after all, it was "HIS pain!!!") and I mostly backed down. Consequently, he under-dosed and over-dosed and had a really hard time with pain management.
This time, we BOTH agreed I am the narcotics (and blood thinner) monitor - NO QUESTIONS ASKED!!!!! I was gonna make him sign a contract, but never got around to it...ar ar ar ar!!!
The whole situation has gone much, much, much better this time. He doesn't question my management of the pain meds. We've gotten behind only once or twice in a week at home, and are learning that 'maintenance' is the word of the day/week/month. And he does what I asked him to do - if I'm asleep and he needs some meds, wake me up - and he has! And I don't get mad....so mature, I scare myself!!
He's on a minimum 4-hour schedule between meds, so I'm using the alarm in an old cell phone to get up and check with him, day and night. I gotta tell you though.....this getting up once or twice at night is really for the birds!! Don't know how you new moms do it....(shout-out to Mel!!). But I can take a nap if needed, and have, several times. And so it goes pretty well.
Taking him to his PT appts, or anywhere else for that matter, are a production and a half. He uses his walker to get from the front door to the pickup, I take his cane and other gear to the truck, get out the step stool, help him into the truck, fold up the walker into the back seat, then deal with any of MY stuff, and off we go. Run it in reverse when we get there, and whew!!! This is HARD WORK!!!
But we're both older and wiser now, we've been through it before and know better what to expect, and we're doing very, very well. We're both thrilled at how well we're doing....
So his care was # 1 all last week. And I now feel like I can take some time to myself (I also started working from home on Thurs about half-time), and want to re-connect with all of you.
for all your prayers and best wishes. SP is so supportive, and I cherish all my s. It means the world to me to know that I can take off for a week and you'll embrace me with open arms when I return.
So thanks from the bottom of my , with blessings to all....
Friday, October 26, 2012
I found this on a website of Kids say the darndest things, and I hooted out loud....
A little girl goes to the barbershop with her father as usual. She stands next to the barber chair eating a snack cake, while her dad gets his hair cut. The barber says to her, "Sweetheart, you're gonna get hair on your Twinkie one of these days." She says, "Yes, I know, and I'm gonna get boobs too."
May this tickle your funny-bone, as it did mine.....
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Last night I went with DH to his 50th high school reunion. Other than him, I actually knew 2, count 'em 2, people there - out of a couple hundred. And I had a BALL!!! I helped check people in, and give them their name tags - if they pre-registered, their tag had a copy of their yearbook picture. Talk about a HOOT!!
There was so much positive energy, lots of laughter, excited shrieking (OMG - it's Janie!!) and tons of chatting and reminiscing. I met so many people who had known DH since elementary school (!!) or even before, much less high school. Heard many, many tales (like when he and a friend set fire to a vacant lot!) and got to laugh along with all of them - some I'd heard, and some I hadn't.
Everyone had a wonderful time, and it was contagious! Some of DH's classmates were slim and trim, and most were not. And it didn't matter one bit - to anybody! They were so happy to see each other and catch up. I thought several times during the party, as I looked around, that nobody cared who was heavy and who wasn't, who was grey or balding and who wasn't, who had aged well and who hadn't. It was a joy to be around a couple hundred people who were relating to the people "on the inside," and not the people "on the outside."
I don't have ties to but a few old school chums myself - and it was fantastic to be adopted by the Class of '62 for an evening. I so enjoyed soaking up the good vibes - and had a barrel of fun myself. I'd love to learn to have such a good time, no matter where I am or who I'm with or where I may be in my own journey back to health. And I'm so happy I got to join in....
Sunday, February 26, 2012
...I'm not! I'm leaving for Hawaii on Wed with my biological sister Amanda and my 4 honorary sisters. I should be ecstatic, so what's wrong?
My house is such a mess that I can't find things. I have a huge pile of paid bills next to the computer (where I do my internet banking) , my desk is buried in paper, I have stacks of paper EVERYwhere, and I can't find what I need.
In 2011, I participated in a flexible savings acct at work - had the max deducted from each paycheck for medical expenses. Well, it's now time to submit paperwork to get my money back, and guess what.....I can't find what I need!!!!
This afternoon, I was stomping around trying to find a couple dental bills that I *know* I had with me a couple weeks ago. But can I find them now - nooooooo!! I'm going on vacation for a week - which I truly love to be doing - but will have to find and submit all my stuff before within about 3 weeks after I get back.
My biggest fear.....that I won't find enough receipts to get reimbursed the money I have remaining (over $2000)...and if I do that, it's just GONE. GONE, as in I can't ever get it back, as in "what are you doing throwing money down the drain, mary?!?!?"
So this is me this afternoon - - beating up on myself with a big club....Why do I live this way? Why do I let it get so bad? What's WRONG with me that I live in such a pigsty???
I start snapping at DH, which I apologize for really quickly - at least I recognized it's not really HIM I'm mad at. I feel like such a failure.
But I finally calm down some - run an errand to the grocery store for a break (and shopping is NOT usually a break for me) - and come up with a couple things to help. I'll call the dentist office tomorrow and ask the desk lady to please make me a THIRD copy and send it - it will get here before I get back. At this point, embarrassment is the least of my worries....
And I have 4 days when I get back before I have to return to work. I'll just do the best I can, and if I/we lose some of it, we lose some of it.
So I'm calmer now, fortunately, . And starting to look forward once again to my upcoming Hawaii vacation... . AND I can make changes in my life - if I want to badly enough.
Thanks for listening.....
Thursday, January 26, 2012
I've known for years that my boss plays favorites.
I've known for years that my boss is an age-ist.
I've known for years that my boss doesn't have the slightest idea of what I do.
I've known for years that my boss is trying to promote one of my fellow 30-something program managers (PM), because she's younger, my boss understands *that* PM's program, my boss is grooming the PM to take my boss's place, and my boss thinks what the rest of us do isn't nearly as important.
So it was no big surprise when my boss announced at yesterday's unit meeting that my coworker has been promoted. I think most of the other folks in the room clapped. I didn't. I don't dislike my coworker, but it's hard to be happy when someone who's doing what you're doing, has been doing it as long as you have, and has as much info and skills as you do...gets not just acknowledged for *her* performance but rewarded.
My boss made sure to say a couple times that we ALL do excellent work and we ALL have valuable skills, and now it's 'one down and lots more to go.' She also said this has been in the works since 2009 (!!!) and took till now to accomplish. (So it's been at least that long since my boss has thought my coworker should be 'higher' than the rest of us.) [Since I work for the state, the chance of any of the rest of us getting a promotion in this economy - since my boss doesn't really believe we deserve it - are next to microscopic.]
So I'm feeling sorry for myself. I made a conscious choice last night to indulge myself (good night for DH to have a dinner meeting) - I ate half a garlic-sauced sausage and olive pizza, I had 1.5 stiff drinks , and decided before I went to bed that I wasn't going into the office today. Screw 'em - I'm taking a mental health day!
I've shed a few tears (maybe not quite this many), eaten and drunk too much, and now am ready to return to life with this knowledge:
- This isn't my coworker's fault. There's no reason to 'punish' her. I got a congrats card to give her at work tomorrow.
- There's nothing I can do about this. I wrote to our HR director about this months ago, and the agency did it anyway - letting my boss pull quasi-unethical garbage at work.
- I wouldn't want her new position. She and I and most of the other worker-bees are classified staff (it's like being unionized). The promotion is an exempt position. Yes, she gets paid more and gets more vacation time, but she can be fired at will, and she has to get the job done, regardless of how long it takes. So she can work shorter days, but will undoubtedly occasionally have to work more than 40 hrs/wk. (If I do that, they have to pay me overtime.) 'Course, being my boss' favorite, I expect most of the different hours will be on the 'less' side, rather than more.
YES, it hurts to feel unappreciated, to feel slighted and not valued for your work and contributions. AND I have a job that's mostly OK, I'm paid relatively well, and we have health coverage (the main reason I'm still working). I'll be 60 next yr and DH is 8 years older - so this is my job one for this period in time.
Anyway....I've had my little , and will now return to my 'regularly scheduled life.' Hopefully it won't take me a long time to regain my lost ground.
Thanks for listening....
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