Sunday, April 10, 2011
Grandma and Kelsi
Happy Birthday Kelsi!
Saturday, April 02, 2011
Back Home for Cake!
On April 2, my daughter Maria married Johnny Rasimas, to start a new life together.
This is a backward story of their wedding.
After the wedding on the beach we all came back to their beach house on Law St for wedding cake. There was actually two, one her friend Vickie had sent which is pictured here. It was Maria's favorite carrot cake. And another beautiful white wedding cake that Michelle Hinton, Johnny's sister, furnished. Both were delicious.
Feeding each other as man and wife.
Kelsi like the top of the white cake.
Great Aunt Linda holds Keira.
Krisit is having a baby daughter this month.
Meagan enjoys eating her cake while Keira gets passed around.
Canber and James share the cake.
Loving couple, Meagan and Matt.
Keira grabs Tanner's finger.
The carrot cake--so good.
Keira with a hat!
A farewell hug.
The Sunset Wedding
The Sunset Wedding
Beautiful setting in Pacific Beach at the end of Law Street.
The clouds had come in but this scattered the crowd. We had the beach to ourselves.
Mike read a poem.
Pulsiphers look on as Kelsi tends the Rose.
Masseys wed in 2007.
Masseys and the Cousins
Thee I Wed.
I Love You! Maria wrote the beautiful vows that James gave. It was very romantic.
It's a Commitment!
Maria, Camber, Linda
Maria, with sister-in-laws Michelle and Camber and sister Linda
Maria with mother-in-law and Mom
Maria with sons Mike and Matt
with Johnny's parents
Gathering for the Wedding
Kelsi
Maria and Meagan's baby Keira
Hardys, Stewarts, Pulsiphers, Hintons
Matt and friend Kara and daughter
Maria and Johnny ready for the big day...
Lea Hardy, Mike Valko
Camber and Jimmy Hardy
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Phone Again
My phone came yesterday (I had broken mine) and Gary programmed it, took it to Verizon to put in all my contacts and preceded to buy a blue tooth, car charger, and a very strong cover for my phone. I shouldn't have any breakage problems again. Linda and Gary have done so much for me, how can I ever repay them?
I have decided also the two people in my life who I can always call when I need a morale boost is Carole and Myrna. They are the best empathizers in the world. And they listen to me. I wish I had those kind of skills. I tend to try and solve people's problems with advice and no one likes that. I must try harder to be the kind of listeners and boosters that they are.
I have decided also the two people in my life who I can always call when I need a morale boost is Carole and Myrna. They are the best empathizers in the world. And they listen to me. I wish I had those kind of skills. I tend to try and solve people's problems with advice and no one likes that. I must try harder to be the kind of listeners and boosters that they are.
Something to Remember
I have realized yet again that people do not really want to have personal information emailed to them. They are happy to send an impersonal 'joke' or 'Get Well Soon' but please, not too much information.
So I have lots of time on my hands and write a few emails to friends about what is going on in my life. What do I get back? One liners or nothing! People do not want too much informtion, it is a burden I think that they might have to do something about. We all stay a 'distance' friendship. I wish I could find the article I just read about Facebook, that emphasizes that very thing. Email is the same way.
We are all supposed 'share each other burdens'. In reality, do we? From my experience, I don't think so. We are a "don't get involved" generation.
It would be lovely if people wanted to call and entertain me with a little conversation. I will have to remember to do that for someone else when they are recuperating...
So I have lots of time on my hands and write a few emails to friends about what is going on in my life. What do I get back? One liners or nothing! People do not want too much informtion, it is a burden I think that they might have to do something about. We all stay a 'distance' friendship. I wish I could find the article I just read about Facebook, that emphasizes that very thing. Email is the same way.
We are all supposed 'share each other burdens'. In reality, do we? From my experience, I don't think so. We are a "don't get involved" generation.
It would be lovely if people wanted to call and entertain me with a little conversation. I will have to remember to do that for someone else when they are recuperating...
The Nurses
My doctor had his once in a year Pheasant Shooting Retreat outside Gorham on Friday and Saturday so arranged for another ortho dr to monitor my release.
The substitute doctor's nurse came down and in addition to the pain medication she was ordering I asked her if she would order my flunisolide nasal solution. She said it was not a problem and glanced briefly at the bottle. I asked her if she had gotten that written down. She said, "Oh, I know that is the generic of Flonase". I commented that I did not know that.
When Linda brought the medicine back from Wal Mart I saw that it was Fluticasone Propionate 50 mcg. Gary said this sounded like a cortisone type spray. When I looked it up and then the Flunisolide I noticed the Fluticasone had a lot more serious warnings about it. I would not open it.
Now, I am not sure what the difference is, they are both cortisone type but definitely one is stronger than the other,
Wal Mart would not take the medicine back and it cost $48!! I left a message on the nurses's phone and she called back on Monday, all cheery. 'Well, we try', she says. 'I will order the other one' and asked me to read it to her. I reminded her that it had cost me $48. She said she would try and get the pharmacy to give me a credit.
Later, I called Wal Mart and yes, they had the new order and it was $43--no credit. So, yes, I am bummed out. And I think it is extremely dangerous to have a nurse who is so cavalier about prescription mistakes!!!
Carrie was also not a stellar nurse. I had told her to send the pain prescription to Wal Mart in Santee. She couldn't find the phone number but noticed I had last year had prescriptions sent to the Poway store so assumed I had made a mistake and sent it there!!!!
Now I would like to tell the Drs about their charming but inefficient nurses, but how?
When I had the mortgage company I had two rules I expected the processors to follow.
1--Never Assume
How dangerous in the financial business (and nursing) when someone 'assumes' something that is not true. So often people do not want to appear dumb so instead of getting the correct answer they 'assume' and this cannot only waste time but make costly mistakes.
2-Know What You Don't Know
Here again, instead of thinking you might appear dumb, say, "I don't know, but I will find out." or "Would you please let me write that down and read it back to you? I want to make sure I have it correct."
I hammered this over and over and when a mistake was made this way, I said, "I don't care whose fault it was, what are you going to do about it?" People are so quick to start with the, 'It was not my fault.' that they forget the bigger picture of 'solving the problem'.
I just watched the story of JFK and the PT boat accident and the reason he was a hero is that instead of 'blaming' or 'moaning' and 'complaining' he tried to solve the problem and saved everyone's life. Too often in life our thoughts and efforts are spent on the wrong things.
The substitute doctor's nurse came down and in addition to the pain medication she was ordering I asked her if she would order my flunisolide nasal solution. She said it was not a problem and glanced briefly at the bottle. I asked her if she had gotten that written down. She said, "Oh, I know that is the generic of Flonase". I commented that I did not know that.
When Linda brought the medicine back from Wal Mart I saw that it was Fluticasone Propionate 50 mcg. Gary said this sounded like a cortisone type spray. When I looked it up and then the Flunisolide I noticed the Fluticasone had a lot more serious warnings about it. I would not open it.
Now, I am not sure what the difference is, they are both cortisone type but definitely one is stronger than the other,
Wal Mart would not take the medicine back and it cost $48!! I left a message on the nurses's phone and she called back on Monday, all cheery. 'Well, we try', she says. 'I will order the other one' and asked me to read it to her. I reminded her that it had cost me $48. She said she would try and get the pharmacy to give me a credit.
Later, I called Wal Mart and yes, they had the new order and it was $43--no credit. So, yes, I am bummed out. And I think it is extremely dangerous to have a nurse who is so cavalier about prescription mistakes!!!
Carrie was also not a stellar nurse. I had told her to send the pain prescription to Wal Mart in Santee. She couldn't find the phone number but noticed I had last year had prescriptions sent to the Poway store so assumed I had made a mistake and sent it there!!!!
Now I would like to tell the Drs about their charming but inefficient nurses, but how?
When I had the mortgage company I had two rules I expected the processors to follow.
1--Never Assume
How dangerous in the financial business (and nursing) when someone 'assumes' something that is not true. So often people do not want to appear dumb so instead of getting the correct answer they 'assume' and this cannot only waste time but make costly mistakes.
2-Know What You Don't Know
Here again, instead of thinking you might appear dumb, say, "I don't know, but I will find out." or "Would you please let me write that down and read it back to you? I want to make sure I have it correct."
I hammered this over and over and when a mistake was made this way, I said, "I don't care whose fault it was, what are you going to do about it?" People are so quick to start with the, 'It was not my fault.' that they forget the bigger picture of 'solving the problem'.
I just watched the story of JFK and the PT boat accident and the reason he was a hero is that instead of 'blaming' or 'moaning' and 'complaining' he tried to solve the problem and saved everyone's life. Too often in life our thoughts and efforts are spent on the wrong things.
The Downside
The downside. Sunday morning I woke up with such terrible pain on my left side leg and I was frightened. I lay there for a long time and when Linda came down I asked her to stay home with me, I didn't want to be alone and I was frightened.
She did stay home and got me settled with some lovely music to listen to and and made sure I had my pain pill and I told her I wanted another blessing. She said Gary and the home teacher would do it when they came back from church. In the meantime she had also called James and he said he and Jacob were coming over.
Finally I realized what the pain was. Remember I had been having left backside and side leg hurt so much when I came back from Sacramento and I realized this pain was the arthritis--the pain in my legs from the nerve pressure was gone but this is the arthritis I had been treating from carrying too heavy of bags. He had warned me this problem will not be solved instantly by this operation as the pain in the legs but it would take longer as it had nothing to do with the pressure on the nerves. I had also read that but had forgotten. Anyway They had taken the antiinflammatory drugs away from me because of the possibility of bleeding and she said to wait a few days before I started it again. Well, that was the problem.
Linda called Gary and he said there was no reason I couldn't start taking that again by now. By the time James had arrived I was feeling much better and less frightened but I told him I needed a blessing of comfort and alleviating this fear I had. Gary wasn't home yet so Kelly asked if Matt (her fiance) could do the anointing. Gary walked in just as they were to start and Matt backed away but I asked him to do the anointing anyway. Kelly just beemed. James gave me the most beautiful blessing I think I have ever had. Really strengthened me and made me feel loved. He's a keeper.
My leg is miraculously much better and I feel ok again. Though I do think I was up too much yesterday.
Linda didn't mind staying home. She has had such a hard week. She's a keeper,too. and now I am going to take another nap. They are giving me a free phone, it is in the mail! Took a little persuasion.
Note: On Tuesday I called the Nurse Carrie--Asst to Dr. Thorne. She said the nurse upstairs should not have told me to stop taking the ibprofen, "another person said she had told her the same thing". She said the ibprofen actually helped more than the pain pill for the leg aches. She said, "I better tell those nurses up there." I think so. Fridays and weekends are not a good time to be at any hospital I have decided. It is all the "extra weekend" help.
She did stay home and got me settled with some lovely music to listen to and and made sure I had my pain pill and I told her I wanted another blessing. She said Gary and the home teacher would do it when they came back from church. In the meantime she had also called James and he said he and Jacob were coming over.
Finally I realized what the pain was. Remember I had been having left backside and side leg hurt so much when I came back from Sacramento and I realized this pain was the arthritis--the pain in my legs from the nerve pressure was gone but this is the arthritis I had been treating from carrying too heavy of bags. He had warned me this problem will not be solved instantly by this operation as the pain in the legs but it would take longer as it had nothing to do with the pressure on the nerves. I had also read that but had forgotten. Anyway They had taken the antiinflammatory drugs away from me because of the possibility of bleeding and she said to wait a few days before I started it again. Well, that was the problem.
Linda called Gary and he said there was no reason I couldn't start taking that again by now. By the time James had arrived I was feeling much better and less frightened but I told him I needed a blessing of comfort and alleviating this fear I had. Gary wasn't home yet so Kelly asked if Matt (her fiance) could do the anointing. Gary walked in just as they were to start and Matt backed away but I asked him to do the anointing anyway. Kelly just beemed. James gave me the most beautiful blessing I think I have ever had. Really strengthened me and made me feel loved. He's a keeper.
My leg is miraculously much better and I feel ok again. Though I do think I was up too much yesterday.
Linda didn't mind staying home. She has had such a hard week. She's a keeper,too. and now I am going to take another nap. They are giving me a free phone, it is in the mail! Took a little persuasion.
Note: On Tuesday I called the Nurse Carrie--Asst to Dr. Thorne. She said the nurse upstairs should not have told me to stop taking the ibprofen, "another person said she had told her the same thing". She said the ibprofen actually helped more than the pain pill for the leg aches. She said, "I better tell those nurses up there." I think so. Fridays and weekends are not a good time to be at any hospital I have decided. It is all the "extra weekend" help.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
The Red Quilt
Something funny, I always take my red flannel quilt traveling with me as I love to nap under it. I noticed that when I came back from Sacramento Kelly had it in her car and Sarah likes to come and get it to watch tv under, which is fine.
However, Tanner and I spent a little time Friday night teaching Bandido that this would now be his bed and he could not cry to get on my bed. Finally by 10 pm when I turned out the lights he was prone on the red quilt on the floor and seemed happy about it. (I can't lift anything over 5 lbs for the next 10 to 20 days)
When I woke up later to go to the bathroom, the red quilt had been stolen from underneath Bandido!
When he woke up later, he looked around very bewildered.
Note: I found out later Sarah and her friend had taken it as they were sleeping on the couch.
However, Tanner and I spent a little time Friday night teaching Bandido that this would now be his bed and he could not cry to get on my bed. Finally by 10 pm when I turned out the lights he was prone on the red quilt on the floor and seemed happy about it. (I can't lift anything over 5 lbs for the next 10 to 20 days)
When I woke up later to go to the bathroom, the red quilt had been stolen from underneath Bandido!
When he woke up later, he looked around very bewildered.
Note: I found out later Sarah and her friend had taken it as they were sleeping on the couch.
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