February 12, 2008

• Hi, all! It’s been quite a while since I’ve been here. I lurked around a few days. Xanga is not as popular as it once was, but I don’t care. I don’t need to be read by everyone. Just a few people would be nice. I didn’t leave for myspace or facebook or whatever. I was gone because of a little thing called life.
  Granny came to live at my workplace for the last seven or eight months of her life. I feel blessed tohave been able to take care of her. She died quietly one evening in June. I was able to be there on her last day and that was special, she put her hand out and touched my cheek and said “I love you.” I believe she knew me.
  Thanksgiving Day 2006, I hurt my back while putting away my Total Gym 1500, which I was using, ironically to strengthen my back! I went through physical therapy for the next two months but then my back pain became left hip pain. The docs could find nothing wrong with my hip but on a CT scan there were numerous cysts noted on my ovaries. In the meantime, the hip pain moved to my left lower side. Off to the gynecologist I went. After just watching it for a few months, and another CT scan and an MRI, I was scheduled for surgery in June. It turned out to be a week after Granny’s funeral. It was supposed to be an easy half hour laparoscopic oopherectomy. I was scheduled for 4 p.m. and was told I would probably be going home that evening. I was also told that my recovery period would probably be two weeks. The docotor made the proviso of 2-6 weeks. Lucky for him.
  I went into surgery on time, but came out 3 1/2 hours later, with another abdominal incision. I already had scars from my gastric bypass, hysterectomy and c-section. Seems that the hysterectomy had caused adhesions that had encased my ovaries, bowel and bladder. The doctor said he peeked at the gastric bypass area while he was in there but didn’t notice a lot of adhesions there. So I had six weeks off during the summer, most of it paid. I really wasn’t able to do a lot, but it was nice. I think it helped a lot with the grieving process, too.
  My brother got married for the fourth time while I was off. I was asked to read a Bible passage and felt honored. The wedding was held at my grandmother’s house and it was beautiful. The reception was fun, too. I got tired and had to go home early.
  My personal car troubles came to an end in February of last year. I bought a 2007 Chevrolet Aveo and I love it. Husband has a car and a truck and Rog has a usable car.
  Speaking of my son, when I last blogged, he was doing poorly in high school. He had actually had problems throughout, and I had tried to work with the various teachers over the years to no avail. They just didn’t seem to care. He’s intelligent. At the last parent teacher conference I attended, I came to the conclusion that anything he had learned over the years was largely due to him teaching himself. He would get an inspiration at school but they couldn’t explain things in a way that he wanted to learn. He would come home and get on the computer and figure it out for himself. So, after another year of fretting about his grades and looking at another two years of school (at least), we talked and I convince him that it would be best for all concerned to quit high school and pursue his GED. Which he did and he passed the test on his first try, so it cost him nothing. He is now looking for a job. I also talked him into signing up for Job Corps, but they have not called him. He still has the same girlfriend and she has completed her high school credits and will graduate in May.
  Mike(husband) is good. He is nearing thirty years at work and may retire soon. He is studying to become an Apple certified technician. He has a great aptitude for it and loves computers.
  I still have four dogs and two cats. They still make me crazy from time to time. Mr. Tud is HUGE! and has such a personality. Mike never really liked cats, but Tud is special.
  Work is good, most of the time. Today is not one of those times. I’m supposed to be off, but I have to go in due to filling in for an illness. bleahh!

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