For those of you who don't know...the little elderly lady I take care of hasn't been well. She was in the hospital for a week, and now she's at a nursing home.
I've received a blessing, and she's received a blessing...
One day, she's great...and looks like she's improving, and the next day, she can't hold up her own spoon.
Today was one of those such days. I came in to visit, and it looked like she was exhausted. Her roomie has a bit of dementia, and isn't very quiet. Rhoda, sleeps super light. She wakes up at the slightest noise. Mark, her son, brought her some ear plugs...but she couldn't find them last night, and didn't get any sleep. Today, she also slipped out of her chair. UGH. Also, when I got there, her hands were dirty, and her mouth/chin needed wiped off. I don't get it...what the heck are these people doing?
So, I started asking questions. The CNA that was going to be watching her tonight took my questions to the charge nurse. Who proceeded to come in and talk down to me, and inform me that they "aren't the enemy here." Just because they aren't the enemy doesn't mean they're doing all they could or should. Yes, I was upset. But, I was asking the right questions, and was getting the run around.
I'm not a child. I know Rhoda...I know what happens when she doesn't get sleep...etc. It enfuriates me to no end to be treated like I don't know what I'm doing. I'm not the nurses daughter, sure as hell ain't her employee...where the hell is the respect?
It's a roller coaster...I'm not sure I want to be on this one. It's a lot harder than I ever imagined. How is it, I'm trusted with this?
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
My new (to me) guitar!
Here it is!
So here's the story...a few weeks ago, I sold my Les Paul
But, shortly after that happened, Rhoda fell ill and ended up in the hospital, which left me without much of an income, so the guitar I planned to buy was no longer a reality.
I've been feeling kinda bum lately about it, and Laurie even felt bad. In here words, "Music is how you express yourself, how you get your emotions out...I felt bad you didn't have that anymore especially now with everything going on."
My mom said she wanted to help me buy the new guitar for my birthday (rhoda fell ill a few days after my birthday)...but we never really went and looked because...well...I have limited funds.
Today I woke up and thought..."I wonder if Hugo Helmer has any used guitars?" I felt really good about that hope, so I called my mom to see what she and my dad were doing today...they were planning to go to the Tulip Festival Street Fair, and so I asked if we could go to Hugo Helmer.
Seriously...we walked in looked at this wicked guitar that TUNES ITSELF! Yeah, it tunes itself...it's soooo cool! Some day! The guy helping us was just showing off new technology...I told him what I was looking for, and he showed us some stuff...and then mentioned that they had some used guitars if I was interested. AHHHHH YEAH!
COINCIDENCE? I think not!
I'm really happy with it! My left hand is more comfortable and it has a nice feel! I feel really blessed. Sometimes the Lord gives us the blessing we want, not just the ones we need. Maybe I "needed" a guitar to let stuff out...but really, I just missed playing and wanted one.
:D
P.S. - Thank you, Mom and Dad...for the guitar!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Murphy
This is Murphy...he's my dog. Well...our dog Madeline had him...we kept him, and he was always my dog. Slept with me, sat with me, followed me around the house...my dog. :) Then Torri came around...Murphy LOVES Torri...he always wants to sit by her, and take naps with her.
He's probably 12+ years old...he's not been well for a little while. We love him and are going to miss him lots!
To Murphy...the bestest Murphy ever!
Friday, April 10, 2009
It's finally gone
I sold my drum set today! YAY!
Now...I have more room, and I can start working on my grandpa's guitar.
Side note: Rhoda is in the hospital...so I might drop off the face of the planet. Don't hate me.
Now...I have more room, and I can start working on my grandpa's guitar.
Side note: Rhoda is in the hospital...so I might drop off the face of the planet. Don't hate me.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Happy Birthday...
TO LAURIE!
A year and a day apart!
She's my best friend and my co-hort into trouble. I'm so glad she's my sister on top of it all!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
A year and a day apart!
She's my best friend and my co-hort into trouble. I'm so glad she's my sister on top of it all!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Happy Birthday
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Finley Jane
Laurie and I have a dog named, Finley Jane (Laurie and Emma gave her a middle name...she responds to it funny enough). She's a cute, black little dachshund.
My story begins with a Cedar Chest my Nana gave me. I have it at the foot of my bed, and I keep blankets in it. The other night I threw a quilt on top of the chest to put away, and when I came in to get ready for bed she had turned the quilt into her little nest...
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