Thursday, July 31, 2008
A friend of mine named Dot has asked me to tell her about what I went through with my by-pass surgery almost four years ago, so here goes. She is going to be having the same surgery in a couple of weeks. Please pray for her to have easy surgery and a rapid recovery.
My surgery was performed the day after Labor Day in 2004. The doctor did 3 bypasses and put in a temporary pacemaker. Three days later I went back to surgery and they put in a permanent pacemaker. They did not allow me to feel any pain during that time, and gave me some kind of pain pills. Also some time in the day or the day following my surgery, according to my daughter, Teresa, who was by my side at the time, said that I just stuck out my arm and said, "Morphine, I want Morphine". ha. (I am not any kind of drug addict, by the way) One cannot be held responsible for what one says when he or she is "out of it". (BTW, I had my surgery the day after President Clinton had his surgery - only different hospitals, ha ha. He had just been on the South Beach Diet, too, as I had)
Within a few days following the surgery they had me on my feet and walking around some. Now the circumstances following my surgery were somewhat unusual. Four days following it, Hurricane Ivan hit the Florida Coast and I was there in the hospital at Pensacola. They had boarded up the windows on our side of the hospital in preparation for the hurricane, the hurricane hit on Wednesday night, I was talking to Allie back here in Tennessee and telling her how exciting it was. I got up to walk down to the end of the hall to see if I could see it blowing, but it was too dark outside. Then the lights went out all over the hospital just after I had gotten back to my room. That meant no air conditioning either.
OOPS I am getting off track with how I felt physically. I wss actually feeling pretty good, except for being sore in my chest where it had been cracked open, and I was having to sleep on my back (almost impossible) but they gave me Ambien to sleep and I did sleep but didn't like the fuzzy feeling when I did wake up. It was 3 more days before I could leave the hospital, because they were not letting residents back into that part of Florida because of all the destruction and fallen trees.
When I got home, back to Teresa and Tom's house, there was no electricity and I had to take cold showers (no hot water) but that is beside the point as well. We used a generator for a week, gasoline was almost impossible to find (another story as well).
As for how I did recovering, I was told by the doctors and by the video they had me watch that I was to walk some each day. So the next day after I got home, I started out to walk to the end of the block, and didn't tell anyone. I was wearing my red housecoat, and by the end of the block I had to rest on the mailbox and my legs were like rubber. Teresa came after me in the car. She said she missed me being in the house and said, "where is Mom?" then she looked out down the street and saw this little figure in red and knew it was me.
After that she walked with me some each day till I started getting my strength back.
Sleeping at night was very difficult. I had slept on my back in the hospital and had gotten a bed sore on my bum where I sit. It took about 3 months of treatment with ointment to cure it up. At home, I tried sleeping in bed on my side, (bad choice) and it was too painful and I found out that I wasn't supposed to sleep on my side when I watched the video again. So, to help me sleep, Teresa suggested I sleep in one of the recliners. That helped, but I also had a persistant cough which came from one of the medications for blood pressure, so that when I would almost get to sleep, I would begin coughing. It was a difficult time, I finally got the doctor to take it seriously and he changed my medication.
I was able to drive again after 4 weeks following surgery but for eight weeks was not permitted to raise my left arm over my head because the wires from the pacemaker had to have time to grow into the tissues surrounding the heart.
I slept in the recliner for 12 weeks and then was able to begin sleeping in my bed. Oh, how wonderful that was, to be able to sleep on my side once again! I could go into more depth with my recovery, but I don't want to bore anyone (in case I haven't already). It was a difficult time, but I know it saved my life. And it was "doable". I know that twenty-five years ago when Hugh had his first bypass surgery, chances of recovery were much slimmer than these days. The surgery has been perfected because so many of them have been performed over the years. I thank God for His loving kindness in sparing my life, and allowing me more time with my family and friends and all those I love.
Dot,dear, I hope this is helpful to you.
This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. God bless you all. More tomorrow.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Dub and I went into Jefferson City this afternoon and exchanged a utility cart that has to be assembled. I bought it at Walmart on Monday and intended to put it together Monday evening, and opened it only to discover that one of the shelves (pressed wood of course) was broken on the corner. Top quality stuff, you know. ha ha. Anyway, naturally, I couldn't put it together until now. I guess I may put it together late this evening. Or I may do it in the morning while I am up by myself, waiting for Dub to get up. He wasn't up today until around noon time.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Well, this morning I went out to water my roses and wildflower bed, and noticed how muggy it was, but also looked up at the sky and felt so blessed to be able to pull the water hose down through the carport. Some mornings (and evenings) when I do the watering, it is quite difficult to manage having the energy to do so. After I watered the flowers in front of the house, I went back to the back of the house and watered the little tomato patch and our fledgling sunflowers that Dub planted several weeks ago. Then I undid the hose from the water faucet, and rolled up the water hose onto the reel.
Sitting for a while on the front porch ,I watched the hummingbirds flit and feed at the feeders. It is so peaceful early in the morning out there, listening to the wind chimes on the porch and watching birds zoom and fly about. I also saw a rabbit running through the yard, seeking a haven in which to hide.
Going back into the house, I went into the kitchen and got out my morning cereal and milk, picked up my ever present book to read, and enjoyed a quiet breakfast. Deciding then to go into Jefferson City while Dub was still asleep, I got ready and left him a note telling him where I was, then I was on my way. Stopped at the local library, picked out a few books, and then on to Wal-mart.
I decided to buy a utility cart to use in my kitchen, so I bought it and returned home in time to see Dub wander into the kitchen in search of breakfast. I made his coffee and we sat and talked while he had breakfast and I ate a tomato, cheese and roast beef sandwich for lunch. (It was 1:30 by this time).
He was settled into the living room to watch television and I called Marian to see how she was doing after the big party yesterday. I also asked did she have any tomatoes, since we have quite a few. I told her I would bring some to her, and she said come on over. So I went over and her company from Canada was still there, along with another relative from Morristown. We had a great time talking and I learned more about her family from a long time ago.
When I got back home, Dub was ready to go for supper, so we went to a local restaurant and had supper. We came back and sat for awhile on the porch, eating a sugar free ice cream bar and watching the hummers. So peaceful it was. Now, we are both back indoors and he is settled watching a football game (one of his favorite pasttimes).
That is about it for now. Hoping each of you have a great evening and good night. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Dub has a wonderful sense of humor and it is quite often that he says something that just has me "rolling on the floor laughing". He is a kind and gentle person, and much respected by all who know him. He is a rock and a constant supporter, a strong friend
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Sometimes, if one of us had an ear that was itching, we would be told that we were going to hear good news. An ear that turned red would mean that someone was talking about us.
If a palm of the hand itched, that would indicate that we were going to shake hands with someone, or that we were going to get some money. We really liked that one.
Sometimes, while setting the table for a meal, we would accidentally place two like utensils at the same place which if they were knives they would indicate that two men were coming to visit, two spoons indicated two women were coming to visit, and two forks would indicate 2 children.
One of our favorite superstitions was when one of us got the hiccoughs. When one got the hiccoughs, it indicated that someone was thinking about us. We would guess a person for each time we hiccoughed, and when we had guessed it, the hiccoughs would stop.
Dreams were another thing that were discussed and different things took on special meanings. If we dreamed of snakes, it took on significance if we had killed the snakes or not. If we had killed the snake, then we had defeated an enemy. If not, then an enemy would gain control over us, and that was not good. If we dreamed of water, and it was clear water, it was supposed to portend good. If we dreamed of muddy water, that was not a good dream. Also, "A Saturday night dream, and Sunday morning o'ertold, always proves true to young and old." In other words, if one dreams on Saturday night and tells it before breakfast on Sunday, it would come true.
You may wonder why we placed so much significance upon superstitions. I think it came from the fact that my Mama's mother was half Cherokee, and anyone that knows any thing about Indians knows that they are very superstitious. So, since Mama grew up with superstitions they were just passed on to us.
Of course, I don't believe them , but it is fun to talk about them. One that my Mama used to her benefit was when she would say, "My right eye itches." What that meant to us, was that it signified she was possibly going to get angry and that meant trouble for us. It was usually when we kids were maybe arguing or doing something that she didn't want us to do.
Some "sayings" that she had, included "there is a man in jail wantin' out" meant that we had asked for something that we wanted, and that was her reply meaning we weren't going to get what we wanted anymore than that man was getting out of jail.
Sometimes when we aggravated her almost beyond her endurance, she would tell us that we were "flirting with the undertaker". Ha.
One of the most influential expressions that we all learned from her was this quote:
"Things that you do, do with your might; things done by halves, are never done right"
She ingrained into each of us a work ethic and determination that has stood us all in good stead. She was not afraid of work, and she taught us all to work. She also taught us that two wrongs never make a right. She was honest to a fault. More about Mama later.
Well, this is all for this evening. God blesses each of us, and we should never forget it.
Blabbin' Grammy signing off for the night.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
I sat on my front porch this afternoon and broke and strung green beans to prepare for our supper this evening. As I sat there, breaking beans, tossing them into a pan, I started thinking about years past when I would help prepare beans for the winter. Sometimes, we would sit for hours, wielding a double-threaded needle, and thread green beans that had been broken onto the string, then they would be hung up to dry.
In the wintertime, we would then cook them to eat. They were called leatherbritches, or shuck beans. The name leatherbritches came from the fact that the green part of the bean would toughen up as it dried. I don't know who first called them leatherbritches, but the name certainly fit, didn't it? Have you ever eaten them? Or have you helped prepare them for the winter?
Speaking of supper, I also fixed some summer yellow crookneck squash, boiled some white potatoes, and sliced tomatoes from our little tomato patch out back of our house. I sliced some fresh cucumbers, and baked some corn meal muffins, and we had a meal fit for a king.
Imazo's sister provided us with the green beans, squash, cucumbers, and a head of cabbage fresh from her garden. Thank you, dear friend!
Well, that is all for today from Blabbin' Grammy! It has been a long day, and I really must say good evening. Love to all of you for now. Blabbin' Grammy signing off.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
I want to share how this day was spent. Yesterday was the 90th birthday of my friend, Marian. Since I could not spend yesterday with her, we went out to lunch together, with her daughter, Judy, who is also a dear friend of ours, and whom I knew before I knew Marian. Marian moved to East Tn. from Florida a few years ago, into a house that is just a few doors up from Judy and Gene.
Quite often, we share meals with Judy, Gene, Marian, and Mark and Allie. Sometimes we eat at Gene and Judy's, sometimes with Marian, sometimes with Mark and Allie. The seven of us love to get together and share food and fellowship. Sometimes we play a board game or dominoes. We always have a really great time.
Judy, Marian, and I went to a lovely little eating place that used to be a tea room. They are no longer called a tea room, but still serve the same wonderful fare.
After we ate, we ordered dessert, but could not eat it all, so, of course, we got the "to go" boxes. The dessert really needed ice cream, so we decided to take it home and add the ice cream.
Judy's granddaughters, Tori and Marti, beautiful little girls and so well behaved, came to Judy's home for the rest of today and tomorrow. So before we picked up the ice cream, we all decided to do some shopping and went to Big Lots.
We stopped then at the grocery store and picked up the ice cream, and went back to Marian's house, where we added the ice cream to the chocolate lava cake dessert, and we chowed down.
As you can see, nothing spectacular happened today, but we had a wonderful time chatting, eating, and just generally kicking back. Judy's grandchildren (and, of course, Marian's great grandchildren) really love to draw pictures. They each have a sketch book provided by Marian, that they can draw in when they are at Marian's. The sketch books will be wonderful keepsakes, and Judy has them date each picture with the day's date.
My husband had a wonderful day of peace and quiet where he could just kick back and do whatever he pleased and eat whatever he chose to. Every once in awhile he loves to do that. As you may remember from past posts, he is a diabetic, so I try to watch his diet. Tomorrow, we (Dub and I, and Hugh and Imazo) travel to Madisonville, TN to visit Imazo's sister, Dorothy. We always look forward to seeing her.
This is all for today from Blabbin' Grammy. God bless each of you and give you a good night's rest.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
My dad plowed with two mules, Joe and Jerry, and I never went into the barn lot when they were out. I was scared to death of them. Where we are living now, I can look across the road and see the barn, and I remember how our life was then.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
How are you all doing today? We have been to Knoxville, visiting with my brother, Hugh, and taking him to see one of his several doctors. As you may know, the older we get, the more doctors we are priviledged to see. His health is certainly not getting any better, but is kind of holding his own against congestive heart failure and some of the accompanying ailments that go along with it. Other appointments are coming up soon.
Do you dream? Is it in black and white or technicolor? Mine are always in technicolor, and I dream every night, sometimes in the afternoon, if I take a nap, I may dream. Last night's dreams were of my sister, Margaret, and we were doing some kind of project with kids. I think I was teaching (my occupation when I worked) in the school library. Somehow or other, I can't escape dreaming about teaching school or the work I did in the school library. Isn't that funny? What do you dream about?
What kind of television do you watch? Or do you watch? I love Game Show Network because sometimes it challenges me and I can answer questions right along with the contestants.
We got new gravel delivered and deposited on our long dirt driveway. It still has to be evened out, and Mark has said someone would be coming over to take care of it for us. What a wonderful friend and landlord he is!
Tomorrow is another day, and Dub and I are headed in to Knoxville to take Hugh to his family doctor for a regular checkup and then we will all go out for a meal. If there is one thing we do well together, it is eat and have fellowship.
God bless you all, and have a good evening. I think I will just go take a little afternoon nap, and see what good things I can dream up. Bye for now from Blabbin' Grammy til tomorrow.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
When the guys came back, I took out the dessert which I had prepared 24 hours previously. (see picture at top of post) This dessert is called "Chocolate Eclair" and is quite delicious. It is also a favorite of my grandson, Daniel. The first time I ate it was at the home of my daughter, Carol. She always prepares it for Daniel when she knows he will be coming home for a visit. I served the Chocolate Eclair with fresh strawberries to accompany it.
Needless to say, when we got through with the dessert a little bit later, only a small amount of it remained. It can be safely eaten by diabetics, because I used sugar free ingredients in most of it. For those of you who would like the recipe, here it is (courtesy of Carol).
2 small pkgs of sugar free vanilla instant pudding
3 cups cold milk (low fat)
1- 8 oz container of cool whip (sugar free)
1 container reduced sugar fudge cake frosting (heat frosting in container for 30 seconds in microwave and stir to thoroughly mix)
box chocolate graham crackers
Mix together instant pudding, milk, then add thawed cool whip. Place layer of grahams in serving dish, add layer of pudding/cool whip mixture, another layer of grahams,layer of frosting. If you wish to use a 9x13 glass dish to serve it in, stop there. If you wish to use a compote, as I did, continue with your layering until your cool whip mixture and fudge frosting are used up, and end with a few crumbs of graham crackers on top of last layer of fudge. Yum, yum.(The compote dish came from Wal-mart, really inexpensive)
(see picture at top)
A wonderful time was had by all, and after spending some time on the computer, I went to bed, knowing my kitchen wouldn't be a living nightmare when I got up this morning.
That is all from Blabbin' Grammy today - Hope you all have a wonderful day, and God Bless each of you and yours. Bye for now.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Her adoption became final in January of this year. She has made great strides in becoming Americanized. Gramps and I have yet to see her in person, and are looking forward to the occasion!
If you would like to see her picture and those of her brothers and sister, (and her parents), go to http://waiting4number4.blogspot.com/
and you will be able to read all about them and their adoption journey, and the rest of it since then.
In case you are wondering how I got the name Grammy, it was almost by accident. Our great grandchildren have quite a few sets of grand parents and great grandparents, so we were trying to decide what they could call us to identify us apart from all the others.
I suggested that we could be called Granny and Gramps. One of the boys heard me say Granny and thought I said Grammy. I thought, "wow, that is even better than Granny" so I became Grammy to them.
So here is our wish to you, Dear Ellie!
We wish you the happiest birthday tomorrow, and many happy returns of the day! We love you..and hope to see you next month sometime .Grammy and Gramps
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Let me tell you of some of my experiences from an early age sitting in the "Big Chair".
I think possibly I may have gotten off on the wrong foot, so to speak, with dentists. My first memory of going to the dentist was when I was about six years old. I had a tooth that was hurting me, and so my mom said to dad, " Well, Jim, I guess you had better take her to the dentist." So my Uncle Oney came over and took us in his car to the dentist's office.
We got to the Medical Arts Building in Knoxville where the dentist's office was located. We went up in the elevator (my first ride in one) and I was already nervous from that experience. My stomach felt like it didn't come up with us. Then on into the dentist's office where I looked around and didn't see any friendly faces. I did hear a kid hollering "no, no, no," from another room. I looked up into my dad's face, and he just smiled at me.
Into the dentist's office we walked in a few minutes, I with great trepidation. He ushered me over to the big chair sitting in the center of the little room. It had a tray with all kinds of stuff on it. He asked me to open my mouth, and I did (because I was a very obedient child at that time).
The dentist then reached into my mouth and felt around. I looked up at him, and saw that he was looking out the window. I said, "You are not even looking into my mouth!" He told me in no uncertain terms that he knew exactly what he was doing, and didn't have to look in there. Well! That was it for me. As far as I was concerned, he was a smart alec. He then put some stuff on my tooth, and pulled it. That finished it--I decided right then that no more trips to the dentist.
Several years later, when I was the mother of a six year old, and a 3 year old, (age 25) I had to go to the dentist when we lived in Warsaw, Indiana, and begin having jaw teeth pulled that were rotten. I guess I showed that dentist when I was six that dentists were not on my priority list. Unfortunately, it had its own effects.
The dentist in Warsaw, informed me (as he was extracting wisdom teeth in pieces, drilling and prying them out) that he really enjoyed that kind of work. I said, "I'm glad someone is enjoying it, I certainly am not." It took several trips to have that work finished and fit me with upper and lower partials. I have been wearing partials for fifty years now, and have had one of them replaced with a full upper set of choppers.
I have had other dentist experiences, some good (well as good as they could be, since about 30 years ago I developed an allergy to some of the anesthetics that are used in dentistry). The allergy is one reason that I so much dread going to the dentist these days.
Well, enough of my anecdotes for today. At least, now you know, and I thank God, I survived my time in the Big Chair today.
God Bless you all and may His grace and love rest on each of you this evening and tonight.
I'll bet that you, as an e-mailer, get lots of "forwards", don't you? I know I certainly do. Sometimes I read them all, sometimes, I don't. I really enjoy reading them when I have the time and inclination. I also send them on sometimes.
I love the jokes, especially the dumb blonde ones, (Please forgive me if you are blonde and object to them- I know a person doesn't have to be blonde to exhibit dumbness, it is so simple anybody can do it).
I also like the inspirational ones -sometimes someone sends me music that is beautiful.
Yesterday, I received this one, and I thought, "I know this one has been around before, but it says so much and says it so well, I am going to post it on my blog tomorrow." So here it is: