Accomplished

OK so here is the update.
Today I was able to get 4 hours in at work, ugh then I met with Sarah and went to the hospital to try to get Maw Maw to eat and check on Daddy who is so sick right now. The doctor gave us 2 options for Maw Maw feeding tube or Nursing Home because she would not eat. Me being me didn't care much for either of those options, so it was a mission for option 3. We (Sarah and I) go down there and get her to eat 2 ensures, some chicken, mashed potatoes, a little rice, pudding, a biscuit w/jelly, some tea, some pudding and more... NOW anyone that can eat that much does NOT need a damn feeding tube, so I sat there until the doctor came in.. long story short.. she is being released in the morning and is going to my parents, we went and moved my parents dining room into their den and made the dining room a bedroom for Maw Maw, moved her bed up there, her recliner and made it feel more like "her house". And got orders from the doctor for home health to come out and physical therapy and occupational therapy to all come to my parents house and help her. SO I feel all accomplished, everyone was like high fiving each other like thank you JESUS and I was like.. NO ONE and I mean NO ONE messes with the ones I love.

Daddy had to be sent back to the cancer center today, he is not holding down food and has a fever and is so cold. When he got to the cancer center today his white blood cell count was way high, so they determined he had an infection (not good) and gave him some medicine (antibiotic for the infection and Zofran for the Nausea).. and he had lost weight since the last time I saw him. He was like I love you girls so much, because he didn't have the energy to fight for Maw Maw and it was like a LOAD lifted off him (which anything him lifted off him is a ton lifted off me). THEN while we are setting up her room the hospital called and said we needed to get down there.. LMAO Maw maw knew she was going home so that woman done packed her stuff and was on her way... She wasn't waiting on anyone. See this stubbornness is genetic. When I got there and heard what the "problem" was I could not help but laugh. She however did not think it was as funny. I think just both of them being at home will be the biggest and best dose of medication either of them could get.

My prayers are now with my mother because as of tomorrow she will totally have her hands full. I pray God give her the strength to carry own the way she has been. Maw Maw smiled today for the first time since I have seen her at Clay Co. hospital when I jumped on the bed and told her she was coming home. That made daddy so happy, just to know she was coming home. See Momma having stubborn daughters does pay off sometimes! :-)

Tyler gets fitted for his T-ball uniform tommorrow, I am so excited for him! Bless him he can not wait!

That was my day.. How was yours?

Love,
Karen

The Greatest Man...

"The Greatest Man", this song just tears me to shreds. Reminds me of my daddy, how he never let us know how much he and my mother worked to give us children everything we wanted. My daddy was never big on sentimental words. I remember the first time he told me he loved me, when I almost killed myself in a car wreck, and I am sure scared them to death. I was driving too fast on County Road 7 in Clay County (before we even lived there), I had only had my car a week, but of course I knew what I doing, took a curve too fast, ran up a tree, flipped the car a few times, threw my friend out of the car and I woke up upside down in the backseat. Don't remember much about the details. I remember Tami being mad because they had to cut her jeans and I remember Clay County Hospital getting us mixed up because we had the same birthday, same hospital, same day, same year, same color hair, only difference was I had blue eyes and was shorter and I remember the lady whose tree I hit, making my daddy buy her a new tree and him going off because he almost lost his daughter and I remember some kind guy, wish I knew who he was, who covered me with his jacket, Oh and someone stole my pager (because I was so cool) and it was returned to me like a year later.. ha!

I don't remember why I started this story, just one of those random moments, I started to write about. You all who know me and know the severity of all of my situations. The love my parents shown me and the things I knew nothing about are the reason I am who I am at this point. I never knew how good I had things. I never knew how much I took for granted. If I could take it all back I would but I can't, all I can do is give my children the best life God will allow me to. This is why no matter the hurt, my patience has to be strong. If only I could post a list of things "I" wanted, the truth would be shown, however I will not belittle others for my own gratification. I just trust that the lord has my life in his hands and he apparently knows I can handle a great deal, because he does not give us more than we can handle. I don't wish to be a hero or put on a pedestal or sympathized, I asked for most of what I got and as for the rest, I just want the health of my dad and grandmother to improve, I don't care what it takes.