tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191961432024-03-13T16:53:15.270-07:00It's A Wonderful LifeThis weblog follows the everyday escapades of me (Kelly) and my family. Sometimes happy, sometimes sad, but probably always a little interesting. You can keep up with us here, and hopefully you'll see that no matter what happens in life.....it's always pretty wonderful!Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.comBlogger265125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-67521270591173247372011-05-30T21:42:00.000-07:002011-05-30T22:56:23.602-07:00Desperate Times Call For Desperate MeasuresOk, so maybe the word "desperate" is a bit misleading...But let's be honest: I haven't had the easiest year with Michaela. In fact, this past year has been the most stressful she's had. Chief calls her health state, "Like balancing a dradel on fishing line."I'd say that's about right.Said "dradel" has caused me quite a bit of mental anguish, I guess you could say. I can't seem to get back in my Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-21985769813687708542011-04-09T20:42:00.000-07:002011-04-09T23:26:41.400-07:00Moody Over ChemistryWhen I was in high school I took chemistry like everyone else did. Science was my strength, and the thought of actually manipulating things in the lab appealed to me. Our teacher was a man by the name of Currier. A short, skinny, curmudgeon of a man, Mr. Currier personified grumpy, but he knew his molecules. He quickly gained the nickname "Moody"...not "Mr. Moody" mind you, just plain "Moody"...Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-18369915146498721292011-03-12T07:55:00.000-08:002011-03-12T07:57:52.198-08:00RitualMichaela and I have a nighttime routine. Thankfully, she’s not extremely attached to it, or nights out without me would be horrific. But when it’s a normal night, we do the same things to get her ready for bed. She’ll even remind me if I miss a step. Get undressed and into PJs. Pull down the cover of her bed. Arrange a wet pad for midnight accidents. She gets halfway into the bed, and won’t lay Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-32603640841849027742011-02-26T12:32:00.000-08:002011-02-26T14:52:11.445-08:00Hack!Oh, if it's not one thing...For the record, I have always been very thankful for the health of my children. I have 5 extremely healthy children, who rarely even get colds. To date, Noah is STILL the only child to ever have an ear infection in his life---and it happened only one time, at that. Can you believe that? How many classrooms of children could claim 4 out of 5 haven't had a simple ear Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-90685963173805169872011-02-10T19:59:00.000-08:002011-02-10T23:01:23.185-08:00Of Questions, and AnswersI was reading a commentary tonight by someone who is known to be an incredibly deep thinker. Those who know me, would say the same about me as well. I tend to think to a fault. Analyzing the ins and outs of this, that, and the other; without any prejudice for the importance of the matter. I am just as likely to think deeply about folding laundry as I am about the meaning of life.And the questionsKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-30476559273746439732011-02-07T19:48:00.000-08:002011-02-07T20:07:34.223-08:00It Feels Good to Feel GoodSometimes we like to count...Sometimes, we like to color......in the lines.And sometimes, we're just happy to be happy.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-41856547539729127582011-01-31T21:40:00.000-08:002011-01-31T21:53:03.580-08:00It is Well.It is Well... ...with Michaela. She is doing EXCEPTIONAL. I can see her again. I can see her. Her eyes are bright again. Her face lights up and her smile is genuine. She talks with clarity. Civil clarity. Her mind is clear. She is back. The issues we are currently dealing with, pale in comparison to what we saw in the hospital. It took some time, but she pulled out of that zombie-like Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-41281287476587405672011-01-19T20:31:00.000-08:002011-01-21T10:01:15.414-08:00No More Missing LinkHave you ever found something that you think is so clever, or makes your life easier, or even just takes a load off your mind?Sure you have. We all have.I did again recently, as well. And actually, to be honest, it didn't just make my life easier, or give me some peace of mind, or even strike me as really ingenious.It did all three.For years now, I have been wanting to have a way to communicate Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-45727701191725874162011-01-11T21:49:00.000-08:002011-01-11T23:34:55.110-08:00Some Stories Just Don't Have Happy EndingsWell, Monday has come and gone: the day we were supposed to be discharged out of the EMU and either into Chief's care or to home, depending on if the psychosis came back.Today is Tuesday, and we're still here.Partially because the weather has been so horrible. The various staff members: nurses, doctors, techs, support staff were all finding vacant rooms to sleep in and pulling double shifts. Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-47039089298208013442011-01-07T20:22:00.000-08:002011-01-11T11:47:18.672-08:00TrustIt's been a month since I updated. A long, boring, frustrating month. As you know from my last note, Michaela has been living in Children's Hospital's psychiatric unit. And if you know me at all, then you know that her being there--away from me--was a challenge. I could say a lot about that, but I won't go into much detail. Suffice it to say, there was little to no useful communication with me Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-82835605687528251982010-12-06T13:25:00.000-08:002010-12-06T19:21:44.890-08:00Time Changes Nothing. And Everything.Michaela’s psych med was increased on the 20th of November. Because of her recent history with EVERY drug change (how she crashes after a few days), Chief and I agreed that it would be best if she wasn’t discharged until we gave that change a good week to show it’s true colors: either good or bad. And since the 7 day mark fell on a Saturday, and he was going to be the Attending the following Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-50897375690614612452010-11-18T14:18:00.000-08:002010-11-19T06:14:33.090-08:00Hospital Antics: Hurry Up and WaitDay 4 of Chief's rotation on service, and we're back to square one: nothing. The redo of the Thyroid levels came back normal.The redo of the ANA panel (Lupus) came back negative.The spinal tap came back negative.Vit A and Folate deficiency tests: normal.Plenty other miscellaneous tests: normal. There are still some other Vitamin deficiency tests we're waiting on. Maybe they'll be back tomorrow.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-16847870511515809292010-11-04T22:45:00.001-07:002010-11-12T12:45:26.796-08:00Hospital Antics: Roller Coaster ThursdayWHAT A DAY!!! Of course it all starts with morning rounds. We (Aunt Becky Knox and I--she's been staying with me this week) got there before the neurology team. I was very anxious to see what Michaela was doing after my red flags from yesterday. She was sitting up in bed and eating. A very normal thing to do. Overall, she looked pretty good. Talked good, was eating ok. Again, nothing overly Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-65722551304235301472010-11-03T16:32:00.001-07:002010-11-12T12:47:26.933-08:00Hospital Antics: Wednesday's DayWednesday morning I got to the hospital in time for the doctor's morning rounds. When I got there, before the doctors arrived, Michaela was awake and talking. She had rediscovered the rubber duckies that the EEG techs gave her (2 in each hand, mind you!), and was very alert. Overall, she looked awesome, and when I looked at the EEG, it looked really good too. But I was curious to see what her Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-68240830609598863692010-11-02T05:23:00.000-07:002010-11-12T12:48:20.302-08:00Hospital Antics: Monday Monday***I worked on this late Monday night, and it turned into Tuesday, so keep that in mind as you read. This info is really in regards to Sunday and Monday**** An interesting day, that really started yesterday.... Yesterday morning, Boo was really sluggish. She was herself, so to speak, but just kinda lethargic and droopy. I got her up and dressed and eating pretty early. She pottied. She got to Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-57103092488582303792010-10-30T09:20:00.000-07:002010-11-12T12:49:19.959-08:00Hospital Antics: Saturday VersionWow....life's been somewhat hectic since the last time I posted. Where to start? Well, the new "Cube" room has been a real blessing....just so nice. I didn't really think I would like it that much--being away from her and all--but it has been nice to escape from time to time. The funny thing about it, is that between me and the day and night nurses, we are all named "Kelly," and of course, there Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-62073385645563447492010-10-27T21:17:00.000-07:002010-11-12T12:50:46.167-08:00The One in Which We're Back in the HospitalLast night was unbelievably difficult. If you saw any of my updates on Facebook from the middle of the night, you could probably tell. In a 24-hour period, she slept 4 hours, from 6-10pm. Once she woke up at 10 (ready to beat the band), I waited to see if she would calm down and settle down again. It was stormy with tornado weather, and very dark, so all the cues for her body to go to sleep were Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-90022353437765004272008-11-12T05:39:00.000-08:002008-11-12T05:53:06.172-08:00To Jes and JonJust wanted to let you both know how much Chris, the kids, and I appreciate all your years of service and especially the times you put yourselves in harms way for OUR sake.It's because of you that we are able to own our own home.It's because of you that we are able to homeschool.It's because of you that we are able to worship however we wish.It's because of you that we can seek out the best Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-85424084155731002412008-11-06T17:36:00.000-08:002008-11-06T18:33:48.240-08:00Sink SoupTomorrow is payday.Which means today is the leanest of all days--food wise. No big deal. You know how it is: right before you need to do a big shopping, you just don't seem to have anything that fits right for a decent meal.That's what I was dealing with tonight. Had a bit of this and a little of that. Seemed to have too much of "yuck," and not enough "yum." I WAS fairly confident, however, thatKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-89431300052015905862008-10-14T10:45:00.000-07:002008-10-14T10:45:00.351-07:00A GlimpseFrom time to time, people will say something to me along the lines of:"I'm sure none of us know what you deal with when you're all alone."And of course, that's mostly true, because....well....I'm all alone when I'm going through it. Even if Chris is there and it's dark at night or something, I mainly keep my thoughts to myself. There's no sense and being all doom and gloom all the time. What's Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-89528038032504851432008-09-29T08:00:00.000-07:002008-09-29T08:08:50.481-07:00Will Travel, Have Laundry8 days+7 people+Outdoor living=More stink than you could think!(If I seem to be missing for a while, just look for me in Mt. Washmore!)Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-13422090530506134812008-09-19T12:34:00.002-07:002008-09-19T13:00:33.969-07:00Weak MomentOk, so I have an excuse....I really DO!!!Uh, I uh, uhhhhh.....Ok, I'm WEAK. WEAK! I tell my kids ALL the time, "No," "No, we won't get that." "No, I don't have money to buy that." "No, you don't need any candy." And so on and so on and so forth.And I've said about this before...NO. Probably close to a hundred times.But I was caught at a weak moment.....A TERRIBLY weak moment......sigh.And now I'mKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-62714751015474114682008-09-19T12:34:00.001-07:002008-09-19T12:42:57.512-07:00Goodnight, Granny4 GenerationsMy dear friend Renee lost her grandmother yesterday. I can't tell you how old she was, but her health had been failing for quite some time. We know because of how she lived her life that she is at peace and rest now. Seeing her again will be like seeing her after a long night's sleep--the sun will be shining and everything will be beautiful. So, until then.....goodnight Granny....Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-82735307730180921722008-09-18T12:59:00.000-07:002008-09-18T14:02:27.479-07:00Times, They are a Changin'We have taken our kids on many trips over the years. From the time we had just one child until now with six, we've always gone somewhere or done something that required packing. Mostly, our trips have been camping, but every now and again we've gone to visit relatives too.Either way, I've got packing down to a science these days. It doesn't make it any less time consuming (or even chaotic at Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19196143.post-50558953797202418492008-09-16T00:01:00.000-07:002008-09-15T21:35:10.067-07:00I Just KNOW MeLike I was saying:Remember how I was talking about how BAD I am with remembering dates? And I said that sometimes I only figure out I have an appointment BY CHANCE for the next day?Yeah, well.........I one-upped myself this time.Today I was rescheduling any appointments I have for next week while I be gone to TN. One was posted on my fridge for the 25th. Check. Rescheduled.The other was in my Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672853334159695888noreply@blogger.com2