Bad Night *update*

That last post was a pre-post.  Last night, Mom fell.  Tina was out here with me and the boys called about 10:45 just as I was getting out of the shower.  She’s in ICU right now.  She’s got a shattered thigh, and they still aren’t sure if her shoulder/arm is fractured or what.  It’s only been a little over a year since her last fall.  Unfortunately, she’s having the same problems this time with her potassium being way too high, and they’ve called in a kidney specialist.  Her kidneys have been failing for years due to the diabetes, but we won’t know anything for a while.  I finally had to leave the hospital to get back here for Pascal and for Paladin’s kids.  I’m not sure what’s going on right now, and I just can’t even think straight.  I’ll be back online as soon as I can.

 

*Update*

Mom has broken her shoulder, her wrist in 2 places, and her thigh break went into her knee and it’s possible that the knee will need a replacement.  She has an entire team of doctors taking good care of her.  They’ve already diagnosed her with osteoporosis, osteoarthritis, and have started her on albuterol for her breathing difficulties.  All of those conditions should have been caught long ago!  And Tina and I have been mentioning the symptoms to her GP forever!  Last year when she broke her arm, I remember SexyDoctor giving her a bone scan and saying that it didn’t look good, but he wasn’t her GP; CreepyDoctor has been her GP for nearly 20 yrs.  I don’t blame CreepyDoctor much because he has so much going on with the baby mama dramas and he owns 80% of the medical offices in Leesville.  He’s sly and that doesn’t bother me.  Things will slip through the cracks, but some of this should have been caught.  That’s why Sally Field is hocking the drugs.  Unfortunately, last year their only thought was that we must be beating her because it was a spiral fracture.  At least, now they know better.  But, it will be Sunday at the earliest before Mom gets in for surgery.  I’ll be back soon.  And thank you for all your prayers.  Heather, Mom’s first name is the same as mine; it’s Anna.  Bye, ya’ll.

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Dirrty

Earlier in the week, I mentioned that the Borrowed Girls got dirty.  This is an extreme rarity.  I’m not sure if it’s the consequence of living in base housing and a trailer park or if it’s because Mull doesn’t allow them to go outside, but these kids think they can’t go out the front door without me looking at them.  It’s nuts!  Our entire property has a fence.  There’s no where for them to get lost or anything.  But, even when Mull was here (and at her next abode which was a fenced rent house) these kids didn’t go outside alone.  I’m changing all of that, but it’s an uphill battle.  The girls think the only way to play outside is in a nice clean park with play equipment. 

So last weekend, when I was getting ready to feed them all the “special kool aid” because they were driving me nuts, I went outside and filled an old stockpot with water and handed them toys to dig with and an assortment of old dolls and showed them the best spot to make a mud pit.  You’d have thought I was showing them how to make meth.  They thought I had lost it.  Finally, Paladin sat down with them and showed them what a mud pie is.  Savvy is almost 9 and she didn’t know what a mud pie was.  I find that incredibly sad.  I remember fondly eating a bite of mud pie.  I remember more fondly feeding them to Dave.  hee hee  But, we decided that if we left them to it the kid instinct might kick in.  NOT! 

A few minutes later, Paladin and I were having coffee on the porch when Savvy came bouncing up.  She’d gotten mud on her fingertips and wanted to go inside and wash her hands.  Well, just let me get the CDC on the phone, right now, girly!  I yelled out and made the other two stick their heads around the corner (the mud pit is out of sight but we can still hear them from the porch).  Then, I told them in no uncertain terms that they were not coming back inside until I saw mud on their arms, legs, hands, and faces, and I sent them back to play.  It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what was going to happen next.  Paladin and I sat there on the porch listening to the groaning and giggling for a few minutes knowing full well what was about to happen.  Finally, Blondie and Savvy appeared doing their impression of Frankenstein going “Eewww!” with every step.  They had went around the corner and put mud on themselves so they could come inside.  (note to self: next time tell them they have to leave it on and continue playing for another 20 minutes)  I couldn’t stop laughing when I saw this coming:

 

Note the look of abject horror on Savvy’s face.  lol  At least, Indy got the idea.  She walked all the way back to the porch with her shorts around her knees and a toy in one hand and a plastic trowel in the other.

 

LOL  It was beyond fun.  Even with the hour long bathtub cleaning process, it was entirely worth it.  And now, they have lots of clothes to get dirty in.  Muahahah!!!!!

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