Random A-Z

I was in the mood for a random fun post. I saw this the other day and liked it.

A. Age: 29

B. Bed size: King!

C. Chore you dislike: Laundry!

D. Dogs: Moses & Lucky

E. Essential start to your day: Coffee!! Prayer & Meditation

F. Favorite color: Right now, blues, greens & yellows

G. Gold or silver: Silver

H. Height: Taller than my mother & sister at 5'2"

I. Instruments you play(ed): Ha, none

J. Job title: Busy Bee

K. Kids: Yes, both have four legs

L. Live: Texas!  Yee-Haw

M. Mom’s name: Cinday

N. Nicknames: Swizzlebritches

O. Overnight hospital stays: Yep

P. Pet peeves: People getting in my "space"

Q. Quote from a movie: "If you ain't first, you're last"

R. Righty or lefty: Righty Tight Tight

S. Siblings: Blessed with a sister & brother

T. Time you wake up: 6am

U. Underwear: Geez, that's personal

V. Vegetables you don’t like: Cabbage

W.What makes you run late: My boyfriend

X. X-rays you’ve had: Lost count a long time ago......

Y. Yummy food you make: Fried chops

Z. Zoo animal favorites: Monkey

Winning!

I totally just got to use a Charlie Sheen smooth talk.....WINNING!  Why yes I am! 

Since undergoing a splenectomy in 2004, there have only been a few instances where my platelets have dropped below normal!  Those instances were nothing that meds or even just watchful waiting couldn't bring back up.  In Dr. Chatterbox Wyszynski's world he does not consider those as a relaspe.  Hey I'm game for his thinking!  It doesn't mean that I'm cured, just means I'm not in the category of statistics of splenectomy failures.  Haha!  I am well on my way past the five year mark...whooo hoooo!

The pooled long-term relapse rate across all 23 studies was 43.6 per 1,000 patient years (95% CI 28.2-67.2). This translates to an approximate failure rate of 28% at 5 years for all patients undergoing splenectomy. Studies with shorter durations of follow-up had significantly higher pooled relapse rates than studies with longer follow-up (P = 0.04). (pubmed.gov)

Lord and you know that I'm not normal so please do not let the following happen.  I am not too fond of the idea of extra organs growing in my body.

A small percent of the splenectomized ITP population develops an accessory (extra) spleen. Occasionally a second surgery is required to remove the accessory spleen if the patient has relapsed following a successful first surgery.3 (pdsa.org)

For those that do not know, let me educate you for a second ITP (ideopathic thrombocytopenia purpura) stands for no one knows why my platelets get low.  But I also found this piece of heaven.  I think I no longer have the ideopathic part....my momma might have known what she was talking about when she frantically asked  the doctors, "Could her drinking have caused this, she's been sober for about a year now."  The doctor's answer was "Um probably not lady"  Momma's are almost always right:

And someday I will understand what all of these different things are but for right now we are thrilled at the circled numbers!  And I'm also thrilled to see how my blood splatters on paper, I don't want to find out how it splatters any other way.

And on a more serious note, looks like Wes needs to be joining me in my English classes:

It's In My Genes, Funnish Facts, News

I am so relieved y'all.  I have forever wondered where I get some of my traits from.  Turns out I get them from a princess, a princess named Granny.  My Granny.  They may be annoying traits to some and I know y'all probably laugh at me for doing them behind my back, and that's ok.  I'm just glad I got those traits after Granny, she is one heckofa woman!  I am a-ok with taking after her.

So Granny called me yesterday morning.  She called to tell me about my cousin Neil.  She always calls when she gets some kind of news that is worth passing a long.  Check.  I do the same. 

We are both worry warts.  We like to know you made it through the bad weather, that you made it to your destination safely, if you are in some type of crisis, we like to take care of you.

One of the things Wes gets so annoyed by is my news watching.  I love to watch the news & then if you are lucky, there might be something stupid, sweet, or interesting to share with you.  I start watching the news at 9 almost everynight.  Go to bed, watch the 10 o'clock news too.  Come to find out, I get that from Granny too.  Except she is lucky enough that she gets to start watching the news at 4 in the afternoon! 

Does the above picture look familar?  Reminds me of when we ordered Babes right before Stella was born.  This was last night.  Granny & Dad made a surprise visit to Frisco to visit, after visiting Neil at Parkland.



Okay, back to the news part,

I was trying to hold out until after May to release the following news press that some of you already know.  You can softly whisper to yourself, OMG what in the world is she thinking.

I am back in school.  Like real school, studying real stuff, not learning how to comb people's hair.

It has always been a dream of mine to be a nurse, which many people know already.  I attempted this and embarrasingly tried other careers too.  First attempt, out of high school, nope my drinking was more important.  Second attempt, (aviation), nope my drinking was more important.  Third attempt, nope, newly sober, newly diagnosed with what-u-ma-call-it.  Finally I cop out and go to cosmetology school because that career looked easier.  Not.  Through all of that I depended on others to support me and to believe in me.  Yeah that's nice and all, but what about believing and supporting myself.  I for some reason have always thought that I was dumb in the schooling area.  Hence, the whole reason I was going to wait until May to let it out of the bag. Don't know where I got this idea, because Nanny always said I was the smartest apple of the bunch.    However, God is tricky.  He knew I would need support, accountability, & encouragement from others.  Turns out one of Stella's teachers is in one of my classes and had snitched on me to Sara.  Ha!  Nice!

So some things happened last summer/fall.  The feelings of wanting to be a nurse came back up again.  I talked it over with several people, did my little pros and cons list, and I prayed and waited....prayed and listened....prayed and jumped in.  I am happy, kicking and screaming happy, that I did this.  I am a A+ student!  Lawd have mercy I have high A's in both classes right now & it's spring break!!  I am not dumb y'all.  It is amazing what happens when you turn things over to God and start believing in yourself!

Maybe Oretha was right afterall!

I don't know where this road of schooling will go.  Sometimes I get wrapped up in fear still.  I didn't want to say anything to anyone in case I dropped out again & dissapoint others or what have you.  I do know that if this isn't the path I am to be on God will provide the biggest STOP sign ever.  And I believe today that I can do this and believe in myself until I finish or get the stop sign.

So here's to being the smartest apple in the bunch....

Love you all......

Weekend Happenings

I guess I will keep this blog & rattle on about life.  It gets pretty interesting at times :)

Friday~
I didn't want to drive down to Deep Ellum by myself for Family Dinner Night, so Sara and I took Stella to McDonald's.  We made it a girls night!  Wes had to go to a visitation in Sherman, his friend Andy's dad had passed away.  Praises to Andy & his dad, they were the main people who taught Wes all his skills in woodworking. Anywho, Stella LOVES McDonald's play area!  And as it goes with probably every toddler, you have to come up something better that is waiting on them at home to get them to leave :)

Saturday~

Wes & I joined the Murray's and Ernie & Patty (Granny Ruth's two nieces) at Borchardt Elementary.  Every year for Granny's birthday they have a little celebration.  This year was a lot bigger.  They were also celebrating the school's 10th anniversary.  Granny passed away when she was 102!!  This year she would have been 105 & that was her goal to live to, only because her mother lived to be 104!  Ha!  The event was outside this year, as they had a carnival type event.  It was cold out there y'all!  We didn't stay too long.

The faculty & staff doing the cha-cha :)

Saturday afternoon, Wes had to finish building some cabinet for his chief.  So I invited Jenny over and proceded to destroy & remake my hallway & some walls in our living room.  I added a family wall with nearly everyone's picture.  (of immediate family, don't get your panties wadded if your picture is not up there)  We did have some good laughs at all the old pictures we went through.  There were some doozies!!  When we were done, Darrin brought the kids over for pizza!

Wes using his skills......

Family Wall

Hallway

 

We redecorated other things too, that turned out fabulous as well!  I am so happy with all the results.  I also had the wild hair & got new decor for our bathroom & kitchen!

 

Most of you all know that Joel's mom Leddy had a stroke.  As of today she is still in the hospital & when she gets released (or walks out hehe) she is suppose to go to an inpatient rehab facility.  As of yesterday she had lost pretty much all function of her left arm & her left leg was getting weak as well.  As soon as she can start rehab the better chances of her regaining any mobility will be.  So please keep them all in your prayers.

Peace out y'all........



Love In Numbers

March 2, 1836

Texas Independence Day

1836

Our Street Number

March 2, 2007

Wes and I went on our first date!

(and we went out to celebrate T.I.D.)

Something fishy magical is going on there I tell ya!

So I've always thought that the people who say "I love you more today than yesterday" or "I love you more now than I did then",

well, I've always thought they were full of bull.

There is no way that could ever be true.

However, through the last four years, I admit it's a true statement for me.  It's a true feeling today.

It's just so true.

Sure, there have been plenty of ups and downs and probably more to come if I do a reality check, but I am so totally madly obsessed in love with that man than I ever thought could be possible.  I am in awe.

I am so grateful for many things that brought us together.  I am so grateful that he knows the best pick up lines ever.  I am so grateful that he loves to do laundry and bleach the countertops.  I am so grateful I have a good looking yard man now.  I am so grateful he puts up with my whining and all my other crap.  I am so grateful that I got to adopt Moses and he got to adopt Lucky.  I am so grateful be both have a common problem.
(consider this my gratitude list for the day, ha!)

I am SO grateful that I was chosen to receive him as a gift from God to love.