Tuesday, February 23, 2010
The Story of the Tooth
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Stress
Monday, February 15, 2010
Fond Memories
Sunday, February 14, 2010
The Wisdom of Dr. Seuss
You'll get mixed up, of course, as you already know. You'll get mixed up with many strange birds as you go. So be sure when you step. Step with care and great tact and remember that Life's a Great Balancing Act. Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left.*
Friday, February 12, 2010
The Air Master
tried. The preseason was easy and the beginning of the season was
easy, but after Thanksgiving, I kinda forgot it existed. I will blame
my sudden disinterest on the stress of the holidays and that Shayne
Graham never called me. So I was going to redeem my self to the world
of football fans by watching the Super Bowl. Well, I missed most of
the first half because I thought it started later but Parker and I did
not miss the half time show. We rocked out to The Who and danced all
over the place. Parker showed off his talent as an air guitarist,
which is the funniest thing I have seen him do (I wish I had
video). That kid can effin rock out! I think we have added "being
in a band" to the long list of careers in his future. Every minute he
"played" he was mid-solo leaning back and banging he head to the beat.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
March Madness
Friday, February 5, 2010
I need to vent
from my phone...it frustrates me because it doesn't look right...but
anyway.
To second my start, this one is serious. I have encountered something
that I have only read about and while I can commiserate with some of
the feelings based on my own experience, I do not understand completely.
I will keep this brief because it is not my story to tell. One of my
crew is the victim of Domestic Violence. Months ago she came in with
a black eye. Although I will not discredit the reason she told
everyone, it didn't make sense. I told her I had an open door. I
remember thinking at that moment that she would never utilize my
offer, her life has taken so many twists and turn in her year with me,
and help is one thing that she does not ask for, (I can relate to the
latter).
Two mornings ago, she called because she was just released from the
hospital. I have never heard such a vunerable voice.
She came into work today, not to work but to talk to me. I gave her
some hotline and shelter info that I found for her. She thanked me so
many times and opened up to me that I realized that even with all the
abuse and domestic violence classes I took in college and all of the
literature I have read and the experience that I have had in an
emotionally and psychologically abusive relationship, that I have
never seen that fear. I have never seen that pain. I have never seen
those bruises or cuts or defensive wounds. I have no idea how to
help. There are limitations to the relationship that I can have with
my employees. Don't get me wrong, I care very deeply for all of
them. Although I have a few new hires, they have been with me for no
less than 6 months. They are my extended family, I know them. But
with her I can't fix it or give her the word of wisedom that I long to
give. I tried to not feel her pain while she was in front of me, but
kept a stoic demeanor. When I hugged her, she held me so tightly it
felt like she was going to pull me over.
I hope that the small amount of information is useful to her. I hope
she has the strength to not let him back into her home. I hope she
finds the strength to know it wasn't her fault. I hope she finds the
strength to know she is valuable.
I think I am in the wrong profession. I wanted nothing more than to
make it better for her.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Doctor Doctor!
little early, Parker looks forward to the day of the week when he
isn't that last child at "Childcare Center" (his name of his school),
and we go home. I am able to actually cook a meal, do some dishes and
Parker gets to play for an infinate amout of time, in his mind. This
past Friday was great, Nikki and Quinn came over for a bit, it has
been eons since we have hung out, and of course the kids always love
to play. It was awesome, ate some food and then a little TV. At bed
time it started to turn, as usual, it was a struggle and I lay down
with him. An hour and half later he was awake and sobbing in pain.
Another ear ache. The entire night was quiet for 35 minutes then
tears and pain. Hour after hour, dose after dose of Tylenol (the
correct amount of time between them), the morning light broke through
with no more than a handful of hours that contained sleep. We headed
to the doctor's office as soon as we could.
Strep throat and an ear infection. That was almost a given since I
had strep the week prior. Everytime we have gone to the doctor with
an ear infection, the same thing is told to me. It is just a phase,
he will grow out of it. But this time the doctor came into inform me
that he had lost weight. In his 4 and 1/2 years of life, he has never
done anything but gain weight. Last time I weighed him, he was 51
lbs. Granted he weighed 48.5 lbs at the doctor's. Not much, but my
stomach sank. They did a urine test and there were traces of blood
and protein. Then they needed to check his blood pressure. Since the
day he was born, I have never had that feel of "what is wrong with my
baby?". I don't want to scare anyone reading, so I will stop now to
say, we went back for another urine analysis Monday, and it is normal.
The doctor told me, also a first, that because of his history with ear
infections and having strep twice in one year on top of being a mouth
breather, snorer, and drooler, that it would not be out of line to see
a specialist about his adnoids and tonsils. So Friday is the day of
appointments....yearly check up following a meeting with the specialist.