Friday, February 25, 2005

Lady Jan mourns a pet

Born 1997-Died 2/25/05 Posted by Hello
This was our only male cat Moon-shadoe,
and our only pet to have his own theme song!
"Everyone's talking about a moon-shadow. Moon-shadow, moon-shadow."
He died today after getting hit by a car.
We will miss his silly antics and his sweet disposition.
So long old friend.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

My Mom's surgeries are over!

My Mom's been home for a few days, and she is still sore from the surgery. The pace maker thingies implanted on either side of her chest are rather large, and are the most painful thing for her right now. I'm hoping by the end of the week that she'll be feeling a lot better.

The best news by far is that her brain surgeries for torticolis are now over! Yay! I just hope it was worth it, and it works.

I want my Mom to walk straight and tall once again. This ugly disease had my Mom's neck and spine so twisted, that she was shorter than me!

Hmm, maybe I should explain that one! I'm the runt of the family at 5 Ft. 3 1/2in. My Mom's 5' 7", and my younger sis is 5'7 1/2", my Dad was 5'10", and my brother is six Ft. Even, and my nephew is even taller at 6' 1". My husband is 5'11" and my own daughter is quickly catching up with me, at age thirteen she messures 5' 2 1/2".

I'm not complaining, it just the way it is! I'm the runt! Oh, well!

And here, I just want my Mom to be normal, and walk with her normal height again, that's all!

Thursday, February 17, 2005

Lady Jan took a spill

I took a spill and bumped my......Well....Lets put it this way......It wasn't my noggin!
It had rained again, (we have been getting a lot of rain this year) just a few days ago, and I was hauling our elderly dog out to go pee. Our front porch had deleoped a slippery spot in front where it was getting a lot of rain pouring down on it. It probably developed a bit of algae, or some such goo.
When I had to hit it with my aging cocker spaniel Mitzi tucked under my arm.
My feet shot out from under me, for a moment there Mitzi and I where suspended betwixt earth and sky! Then gravity rudely took over, and I had a rough rear-end re-entry! Luckily I landed where I had the most padding, oof!
I did have enough sense to loosen my hold on my dog, and she landed on all four feet, and stood there shaking like she was asking "what happened?" My thoughts seemed to contect with hers, "um.....I fell, ugh."
I think, I bruised my touchie! And I was wet from my tail bone to my shoulder blades.
Thank goodness I kept my chin tucked-in, or this story might have ended differently.

My Mother's brain surgery phase 3

My mom is having the last of her surgeries tomorrow at Stafford hospital. This time she will be out cold,(thank God). The doctor will attach the brain probes or deep brain stemulators that are attached to wires, then he will pull the wires down under her skin to pace maker like things that will be placed on either side of her chest. It should help control her tortalcois, and prevent her head and neck from spasaming and neck twisting. It will be such a relief to her to have this over with, and such a blessing if it actually works for her.

Please wont you pray for my Mother?

Dear God in heaven,

I'm praying that this for my Mother(Jeannetta)'s surgery will work, and that it will be a blessing for her. I also ask you to bless and guide the hands and mind of the doctor, and all those that are caring for my Mother(Jeannetta) so that she will recover, and the surgery will be a success.

In Jesus name,

Saturday, February 12, 2005

A quote from Jerry Gillies

For all those who are trying to find your true path:

"You will recognize your path when you come upon it,
because you will suddenly have all the
energy and imagination you will ever need."
-Jerry Gillies

Lady Jan's garden

My first bloom of the year, a daffodil Posted by Hello
This is from one of my larger gardens, not deep but rather long, about 25 feet long. I grow some bulbs such as the daffodil here, and mums, and some assorted other flowers including wild flowers, but it depends on my mood, or what survived the winter, or has reseeded itself.
My Daffodils have done the best of all my other bulbs, that I've planted over the 14 years that I've lived in this house. The tulips are my favorite, but only lasted one season, and I never did see them again. Ditto for my irises, too. My crocus croaked, after a couple of years, and so did my grape hyacinths. And my tiger lilies I got from my Mom are all leaves, and are 'A No-Show' for the blooms. My sister-in-law gave me the most beautiful showy dahlias, in every color, and I just loved them......Until(deep sigh) the gophers found them one winter, and then they were gone! Or in this case lunch!
But my humble daffodil has remain my true early harbinger of spring, and are poisous, or at least yucky tasting to gophers......hmmm....'Mental note,' buy more daffodil bulbs next fall.

Friday, February 11, 2005

My Mom's Brain surgery phase II

My Mother was suppose to have her second brain surgery today, and my step-father was suppose to call and let me know how it went. I have received no phone calls from him or the hospital. I guess it the news was bad I would have heard something by now......Wouldn't I?
I'll up date this post when I find out more later......Um......Maybe, tomorrow I'll know more. Keep your finger crossed, and say a quick prayer for my Mom, okay.
Well, my step-dad called as soon as they returned home today. And my Mom had a really rough time of it too. One of the plastic screws that help align the drill broke off, and the doctor had to dig the thread part of the screw out of her scull. It was painful, and made the whole surgery longer and harder. My mom at one point asked if she could pray, and the doctor said okay. Apparently my poor mom alternated between praying, and crying during the procedure. It must have been a h-o-r-r-I-b-l-e experience for my poor mother.
But my Mother is home now and resting. She didn't even want to get out of their mobile home, and just stayed in bed. Can't say that I blame her, poor thing.
The only good news is the brain surgery part is now over! The next part in-tales pulling the wires under the skin, and hooking every thing up to a pace maker like thing that will be one on either side of her chest. After that there will be a few weeks of fine tuning, and hopefully this will all be wrapped-up in six weeks total.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Steven Wright-isms

This is something else my sis sent me via e-mail.
Steven Wright-isms
1. I'd kill for a Nobel peace prize.
2. Borrow money from pessimist's -- they don't expect it back.
3. Half the people you know are below average.
4. 99% of lawyers give the rest a bad name.
5. 42.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot.
6. A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good.
7. A clear conscience is a sign of a bad memory.
8. If you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.
9. All those who believe in phycho kinesics, raise my hand.
10. The early bird may get the worm, but it's the second mouse who gets the cheese.
11. I almost had a psychic girlfriend, but she left me before we even met.
12. Okay, so what's the speed of dark?
13. How do you tell when you're out of invisible ink?
14. If everything seems to be going well, you have odviously over looked something.
15. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
16. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
17. Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.
18. Hard work pays off in the future, laziness pays off now.
19. I intend to live forever -- so far, so good.
20. If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?
21. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.
22. What happens when you get scared half to death twice?
23. My mechanic said, "I can't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder."
24. Why do psychics have to ask you your name?
25. If first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.
26. A conclution is the place where you got tired of thinking.
27. Experience is something you don't get until just after you needed it!
28. The hardness of butter is proportional to the softness of the bread.
29. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research.
30. The problem with the gene pool is that there is no lifeguard.
31. The sooner you fall behind, the more time you'll have to catch up.
32. The cooler the x-ray table, the more of your body is required to be on it.

Lady Jan's smallest garden

Gnome couple Posted by Hello
This is my smallest garden. The weather here has been so nice lately, that I finally got to clear out my smallest garden. This one is in front of my porch, and I usually plant short plants here like pansy's, and dwarf snap dragons, and this time I planted baby tears. I hope they do well, as I usually don't have any luck with this sort of mossy plant. I have an advantage this time, as I planted the baby tears early, and already have a drip irrigation already in place.
See my little Gnome couple? They are all cozied-up on their little bench, and are listening to the fairy with her daughter playing the fairy harp for them.
I think they look sweet, do you think they know that it's almost valentines day?

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Lady Jan is a baby boomer!

I didn't write this my sister sent it to me via e-mail, but I thought it applied to all us baby boomers.....Can you say parody?

It was fun being a baby boomer...Until now!
Some of the artist of the 60's are revising their hits with new lyrics to accommodate us aging baby boomers.

They include:

Herman's Hermits - Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely walker.
The Bee Gees - How can you mend a broken hip!
Bobby Darin - Splish, splash, I was havin' a flash!
Ringo Starr - I get by with a little help from depends.
Roberta Flack - The first time I ever forgot your face.
Johnny Nash - I can't see clearly now!
Paul Simon - Fifty ways to loose your liver.
Commodores - Once, twice, three times to the bathroom.
Marvin Gaye - I heard it through the grapenuts.
Procol Harem - A whiter shade of hair.
Leo Sayer - You make me feel like napping.
The Temptations - Papa's got a kidney stone.
Abba - Denture Queen
Tony Orlando - Knock 3 times on the ceiling, if you hear me fall.
Helen Reddy - I am woman, hear me snore.
Leslie Gore - It's my procedure, and I'll cry if I want to!

Friday, February 04, 2005

More on my Mom's brain surgery: so okay, I'm a little P.O.ed right now!

I got a call on Thursday, from somebody at Stafford Hospital where my Mom is suppose to have her brain surgery today. But the problem was--somehow, or maybe someone--screwed up my Mom's MRI, that they were gonna use to map out my mom's brain with!
This woman wanted to know where my parents were? I told her they where in their motor home, in the Rite Aide parking lot. And I gave her a description of the motor home. Okay, says she "which Rite Aide?" Which one? How the heck am I suppose to know? I've never been there! All I know is what they told me. So I told her the one closest to the hospital, she still said "which one?" Was she was wanting guarantees? Then she said, "there was four Rite Aides in town." So I told her, "I don't know which one." Then she wants to know, "If they are gonna call me, so she can give them a message to come back." And I said, "I didn't think so, and that's probably because they didn't want to make a bill." I got dead silence to that comment, as if she can't understand anyone not wanting to make a bill. Well, that why they are in there motor home, and not a hotel room, duh! Then she asked, "Is there is anyone else they might be in connact with?" So I said, "Well maybe my sister, who lives in Santa Cruz. She's closer than I am anyway." So I gave her my sister's number.
A few hours later she calls back, she says, "it's imperative that they find my mom and have her re-take the MRI." This time she sounds like she's mad at me. And I'm thinking well you, or who-ever shouldn't have screwed up my Mom's MRI! And I bet your probably getting it from the doctor too, huh? Then she says my sister's number was a fax number. "What?! A fax number?" What the heck is she talking about? No way is my sis's number is a fax number. Boy this woman is so inept, that she can't even dial right. So I give it again, she says, "It's the same one I gave her from before." Then she says again, "the MRI is imperative." "What?" Does she think I'm playing games with her, or something? Then, I give her my sister's boy friend's cell phone number, told her that's all I could do!
This woman was really working my last nerve! Here I am sick with worry about my Mom's brain surgery, and she acts like I don't even care?!What did she expect me to do anyway? All I can do, is give her phone numbers! Doesn't she realize, that I live over a hundred miles away from the hospital? What am I suppose to do? Abandon my daughter at school, and my husband at work, and take our only car, and drive the hundred miles or so--to search out every "Rite aide" near Stafford Hospital, to find my Mother for her?

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

My Mother is having brain surgery tomorrow 1-4-05

I know I haven't mentioned this before, but I would like everyone who reads this to please pray for my mother Jeannetta. Tomorrow she will be under going the first of several brain surgeries. My mother has Torticolis, a rare brain disease, that cause her head to spasm and pull to the left as far as it can, then lay over on that side too. It is very painful, and the only treatment hasn't been working as well anymore. So the surgery is the only option, for someone is as bad off as my mom is. As she has a extreme case.
This is my prayer:
Father in heaven,
please guide and bless the hands and mind of the doctor who will be operating on my Mother(Jeannetta)'s brain tomorrow. Please also guide the hands and minds of all who will be involved in the surgery, and care that my Mom(Jeannetta) will receive. Please bless the surgery, and bless the care of my Mom(Jeannetta). And please let the surgery be successful, and please let my mother(Jeannetta) walk straight and tall once again. Please let the surgery be a blessing to my mom(Jeannetta).
In Jesus Christ I pray,
To all who read this, and to all who pray for my Mother--I thank you!

Lady Jan has two new caps and this is why!

Lady Jan is grinding her teeth to pieces Posted by Hello
Over the past summer '04, I had to have two new crowns, and the bill calls it noble metal crowns. I guess that sounds better.
When ever I'm stressed, or nervous or up-set, I grind my teeth. The first of my molars to go over the summer had a crack going right down the middle of the tooth, and the second one was going the same way! I've even have stress fractures on my front teeth, isn't that nice? Great! But, everyone handles stress in different ways:
My sister has stomach problems, and I think has ulcers.
Her son wrinkles-up his forehead when he's worried.
My Dad would yell.
My Mom would worry, and think everything was her fault.
My husband would chew his nails, and a habit I'm glad to report he has finally stopped.
My friend Nellie would have panic attacks, and sometimes would be rushed to the hospital.
And I grit and grind my teeth!
And here I had to go to the dentist, to have more teeth ground down for gold caps, because that's how I handle stress! Gritting and grinding. I have four in all now, and I think my teeth are better dress than I am!