Saturday, March 21, 2015

Piece Of Cake

Hello Friends,

As you all predicted, the surgery was a piece of cake.   The only aftermath visible was a hand that was black and blue.   The poor nurse had trouble finding a vein, but with the help  of two other nurses, they managed.  The fun wasn't over.  When they went to discharge me and removed the IV, a blood vessel burst and my hand turned black and blue.    Standard instructions were to go home and put ice and pressure on it and keep the hand elevated.   By the next day, it was really spreading.  So, off to the emergency room to have it looked at.    Then I was sent home with a brace and told to wear it when up and moving around as I had fragile skin.    If that is the worse thing that ever happens to me, it's a "piece of cake."    ha ha

Well, the calendar says it's Spring.  If that is the case, then why are our friends out East getting another serious snowstorm?   We have lucked out and have had temperatures in the low 40's with lots of sunshine, so I'm not complaining.

Our Northern type of Magnolia tree has buds on it, and I suspect in another 2-3 weeks, maybe it will sprout blooms.    We'll hope that March doesn't go "out like a Lion" and bless us with a few inches of snow. Stay tuned for that one. 

Happy Spring everyone.


Tuesday, March 3, 2015

It Could Be Worse

Hi Friends,

It seems I'm becoming a once-a-month poster!     I had good intentions a month ago, but good intentions don't go far if you don't put forth the effort.   Maybe I'll be better between now and the next post.  (ha ha - we can hope anyway).

Have you ever had to give yourself a good "talking to" about something?   I had to do that today after sitting here feeling sorry for myself.

On Friday I have to have a small, recurring cyst removed.   It should be a simple, routine surgery and one that won't be very invasive.   But I'm a little apprehensive about the surgery as I have never had surgery before other than on a bone spur on my foot years ago.  

I had to remind myself that our daughter has had two hips and two knees replaced before the age of 40 due to Rheumetoid Arthritis, and Mr. D has had open heart surgery and half of his stomach removed due to ulcers.    What on earth am I complaining about or worried about!  Having a cyst removed should be a "piece of cake."   

I'm now feeling better about the situation and will stop thinking about it.   Why do we do these things to ourselves?

March came in like a lamb.  Does that mean it will go out like a lion?   Probably in Wisconsin anyway.   We got about 3 inches of snow today, making a total of maybe 15 inches for the winter.   So it will be interesting to see what the Ides of March brings.