Here it is April 10 & I still have shamrocks for St. Patrick's Day on this blog; a Valentine's Day mailbox on my personal web site AND a picture of The Book of Mormon & the Bible with "Reading The Book of Mormon for Lent." Would you say I'm a little behind?? Ya, so would I. But tomorrow's another day, a la Scarlett O'Hara.
Today would have been Don's mother's 83rd birthday. We went for a ride out north of town today. He had remembered today was his mom's birthday. My brother Eldon was born March 12 & died March 24, 1949. He was 12 days old.
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Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
More sunshine
We had a day of sunshine. It wasn't a very warm day, but hey, there was sunshine.
One more birthday & we'll be through with our April birthdays. Don's mother started out our April birthdays on April 10, she would have been 82 this year. Mother's is on April 14, & she turned 85. I went into the bank that day to withdraw some money. I was filling out the withdrawal slip & wrote 4/14 & started writing '26. I stopped & had to specifically think what year it is.
Don's birthday was yesterday, April 18. I didn't have any trouble writing 4/18/11, but then I don't fill out forms & stuff for him, like I do Mother. Nick will be 24 on April 22. I may have trouble with the year that day. It's hard to believe my sons are in their mid-20s.
One more birthday & we'll be through with our April birthdays. Don's mother started out our April birthdays on April 10, she would have been 82 this year. Mother's is on April 14, & she turned 85. I went into the bank that day to withdraw some money. I was filling out the withdrawal slip & wrote 4/14 & started writing '26. I stopped & had to specifically think what year it is.
Don's birthday was yesterday, April 18. I didn't have any trouble writing 4/18/11, but then I don't fill out forms & stuff for him, like I do Mother. Nick will be 24 on April 22. I may have trouble with the year that day. It's hard to believe my sons are in their mid-20s.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
25 years ago today
Today is Don-Mike's 25th birthday. I told him we were both feeling better today than we did 25 years ago. Don told Don-Mike he wasn't eating steak that day. Neither was I, for that matter. I was one sick woman. And my baby wasn't doing too good either. But 25 years later we were sitting on the patio at Deer Cliff Inn celebrating Dm's birthday. It was a little chilly, but I did see a mosquito. One lonely little mosquito.
I don't have any current pictures, but this is a good one that was taken at Glacier National Park in July of 2008.
Happy Birthday, Don-Mike.
Happy Birthday, Don-Mike.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Wedding anniversary
Today is our 27th wedding anniversary. We were married in the Logan LDS Temple. Mother & Daddy were married 65 years ago today in the Logan Temple & Mother's parents, Fred & Jennie Gilbert Porter were married on this day in the Logan Temple 89 years ago today.
My cousin Wade Esplin's son Derek was born on our wedding day, so he is 27 years old today. Don's niece Brittany Bartlomé & James Baltutis were married 2 years ago in the St. George LDS Temple. My cousin Sherrie Moser is 59 years old today. Mother says that one of my cousin Ricky Taylor's boys was also married on Dec. 15.
Today Don gave me 3 pair of funky socks & 2 Gerbera daisies. What a pleasant surprise.
My cousin Wade Esplin's son Derek was born on our wedding day, so he is 27 years old today. Don's niece Brittany Bartlomé & James Baltutis were married 2 years ago in the St. George LDS Temple. My cousin Sherrie Moser is 59 years old today. Mother says that one of my cousin Ricky Taylor's boys was also married on Dec. 15.
Today Don gave me 3 pair of funky socks & 2 Gerbera daisies. What a pleasant surprise.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Nick's golden birthday
Nick turned 22 today on April 22. I told him this morning we both feel better today than we did 22 years ago. He was born C-section & had swallowed a lot of blood. He was one sick little baby & I was one sick mama.
I had an MRI today. Debbie Reese took me to Logan. Debbie works with Don & I in the ward library. She is a nurse at the local hospital & can only be to church every other week. She works this weekend, but she was willing to take me to Logan on one of her days off. She sat with me through the harrowing financial interview. I was told I could apply for financial assistance from IHC, then after I got home I got a message from the financial counselor, or whatever her title is, guess I could look on her business card & see what it actually says. She left a message saying I would have to apply for Medicaid & be denied before I could apply for financial assistance, sigh.
So, this MRI was better than the one I had in the fall of 2000 at McKay-Dee Hospital in Ogden. That was in a metal tube & they stuck me in this wall, like a morgue. It was closed off at the bottom & the top. The one today was hard plastic & was open at both ends of the tube. I was wiggling my feet & the tech said the image was blurry was I moving? I said yes I'd been wiggling my toes. The noise wasn't nearly as loud as last time. I think it's because last time I was enclosed in this metal tube. Could be my hearing is so much worse this time than it was 8 years ago. I almost fell asleep today. Last time I was so rattled I couldn't eve remember the first Article of Faith, which is probably the easiest one of all. No, all I could do was recite the 13th Article of Faith over & over. That's the hardest one.
Today they had to inject a contrast in my veins. I told the tech that I could not have it in my left arm & that I only have one good vein in my right arm. He thought he found one on the outside & tried, no luck. He said my one good vein is tough as old leather from scar tissue. He tried lower down. I have 3 pokes, not sure where he finally got it in, but I could feel it as it flowed into my vein, just like the chemo. I had a bad headache the rest of the day. Sure glad I had someone to drive me.
Now, we wait for the results. The tech was walking us down the hall & he asked me how long I'd had this pain in my back. I said I didn't have a pain in my back. The lesion was found through an abdominal x-ray at Instacare because of intense stomach pain. I have had a hard time standing on my feet for years because I'd get a back ache. I've always thought it was bad posture & it could very well be. We'll see.
I was also supposed to have an endoscopy today, but because of the cost & the expectation of paying $150 up front before I could have it, I said no. I already pay almost $300 a month in medical bills from my breast cancer surgeries. I have stopped taking some prescriptions because I cannot afford $322 a month for a script.
We ate at Pizza Villa tonight for Nick's birthday. Mother has such a hard time getting in & out of Don-Mike's new pick up. We took her home & left her in tears because she was hurtng so bad. Don-Mike didn't stay long here. Of course, he'd had the day off & worked really hard in the yard. Nick said Don-Mike had mowed the back yard. I hope he had the riding lawn mower fixed. Last week he tilled the garden. Anyway, Don-Mike said he'd go home & play some games on his X-Box & sit with Nana.
Last birthday until June. Still haven't bought presents for our April birthday people, but hey, we've spent quite a bit on dinners & gas to get to the restaurants the last 2 weeks.
I had an MRI today. Debbie Reese took me to Logan. Debbie works with Don & I in the ward library. She is a nurse at the local hospital & can only be to church every other week. She works this weekend, but she was willing to take me to Logan on one of her days off. She sat with me through the harrowing financial interview. I was told I could apply for financial assistance from IHC, then after I got home I got a message from the financial counselor, or whatever her title is, guess I could look on her business card & see what it actually says. She left a message saying I would have to apply for Medicaid & be denied before I could apply for financial assistance, sigh.
So, this MRI was better than the one I had in the fall of 2000 at McKay-Dee Hospital in Ogden. That was in a metal tube & they stuck me in this wall, like a morgue. It was closed off at the bottom & the top. The one today was hard plastic & was open at both ends of the tube. I was wiggling my feet & the tech said the image was blurry was I moving? I said yes I'd been wiggling my toes. The noise wasn't nearly as loud as last time. I think it's because last time I was enclosed in this metal tube. Could be my hearing is so much worse this time than it was 8 years ago. I almost fell asleep today. Last time I was so rattled I couldn't eve remember the first Article of Faith, which is probably the easiest one of all. No, all I could do was recite the 13th Article of Faith over & over. That's the hardest one.
Today they had to inject a contrast in my veins. I told the tech that I could not have it in my left arm & that I only have one good vein in my right arm. He thought he found one on the outside & tried, no luck. He said my one good vein is tough as old leather from scar tissue. He tried lower down. I have 3 pokes, not sure where he finally got it in, but I could feel it as it flowed into my vein, just like the chemo. I had a bad headache the rest of the day. Sure glad I had someone to drive me.
Now, we wait for the results. The tech was walking us down the hall & he asked me how long I'd had this pain in my back. I said I didn't have a pain in my back. The lesion was found through an abdominal x-ray at Instacare because of intense stomach pain. I have had a hard time standing on my feet for years because I'd get a back ache. I've always thought it was bad posture & it could very well be. We'll see.
I was also supposed to have an endoscopy today, but because of the cost & the expectation of paying $150 up front before I could have it, I said no. I already pay almost $300 a month in medical bills from my breast cancer surgeries. I have stopped taking some prescriptions because I cannot afford $322 a month for a script.
We ate at Pizza Villa tonight for Nick's birthday. Mother has such a hard time getting in & out of Don-Mike's new pick up. We took her home & left her in tears because she was hurtng so bad. Don-Mike didn't stay long here. Of course, he'd had the day off & worked really hard in the yard. Nick said Don-Mike had mowed the back yard. I hope he had the riding lawn mower fixed. Last week he tilled the garden. Anyway, Don-Mike said he'd go home & play some games on his X-Box & sit with Nana.
Last birthday until June. Still haven't bought presents for our April birthday people, but hey, we've spent quite a bit on dinners & gas to get to the restaurants the last 2 weeks.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
The speed limit
Today is Don's 55th birthday. He is now the speed limit, LOL. We went to dinner at the Borderline Grill in Franklin at La Tienda. Don-Mike asked me if I was 9. I looked at him for a minute, trying to debate what he was talking about, then he said 59 & I'm going, "Oh, no, I'm 8. I won't be 9 until this summer." We all laughed at that. So glad I'm not 8 or 9 again.
Speaking of La Tienda, which is Spanish & translated means "the store," most people say the La Tienda. In The Citizen's tourist edition that was just published this week, one of our reporters wrote, "the La Tienda store." As a copy editor, I get to find the mistakes, or should I say, I attempt to find the mistakes in the written copy. I sat there, laughed out loud at "the the store store," & then took my blue pen & crossed out the English "the" & "store."
We had a big discussion in our weekly meeting yesterday about not being so picky. I hope I don't get fired for discussing work on my blog. I read in the news yesterday that someone did.
Now that I've digressed, I'll get back to dinner. We've been wanting to try this restaurant ever since it opened in it's new location in 2007, but haven't. Mother didn't like her meal of shrimp & soup du jour, beef vegetable. It might as well have been stew, very thick. Actually, all she got was 4 shrimp prawns. We ordered the soup as a side. Nick & Don had prime rib, which Nick was quick to point out was not the most expensive entree on the menu. They didn't like it because it was too tough. Don-Mike had BBQ ribs & steak, which he devoured & thought was excellent. I had shrimp & salmon. The salmon was "blackened" & dry. There was no lemon served with it. I could've asked for it, but didn't. Since Mother was finished with her meal & I hadn't even opened my baked potato yet, I shared my potato with her. We all had cheesecake for dessert.
The booth was big, but not quite big enough for us, so we were crowded. As usual, we had the 3 right-handers on one side & both left-handers on the other. If Eddie had been with us, we would have had 3 left-handers & the booth would definitely not have been big enough. It seemed to be popular with local people though. We knew most of the diners. Don & I decided we would not return there any time soon. I'm not anxious to have another attack of restaurant syndrome (IBS) any time soon either.
At least we're not faced with Borderline Grill again on Wednesday for Nick's birthday. He wants to go back to Cabin Fever Café in Providence where we went last year. I hear they've gone out of business. According to Google, they are still there, hmmm. Maybe ...... Don suggested Iron Gate Grill. We enjoyed Cabin Fever Café. I had salmon last year & Eddie ate my leftovers, LOL.
Speaking of La Tienda, which is Spanish & translated means "the store," most people say the La Tienda. In The Citizen's tourist edition that was just published this week, one of our reporters wrote, "the La Tienda store." As a copy editor, I get to find the mistakes, or should I say, I attempt to find the mistakes in the written copy. I sat there, laughed out loud at "the the store store," & then took my blue pen & crossed out the English "the" & "store."
We had a big discussion in our weekly meeting yesterday about not being so picky. I hope I don't get fired for discussing work on my blog. I read in the news yesterday that someone did.
Now that I've digressed, I'll get back to dinner. We've been wanting to try this restaurant ever since it opened in it's new location in 2007, but haven't. Mother didn't like her meal of shrimp & soup du jour, beef vegetable. It might as well have been stew, very thick. Actually, all she got was 4 shrimp prawns. We ordered the soup as a side. Nick & Don had prime rib, which Nick was quick to point out was not the most expensive entree on the menu. They didn't like it because it was too tough. Don-Mike had BBQ ribs & steak, which he devoured & thought was excellent. I had shrimp & salmon. The salmon was "blackened" & dry. There was no lemon served with it. I could've asked for it, but didn't. Since Mother was finished with her meal & I hadn't even opened my baked potato yet, I shared my potato with her. We all had cheesecake for dessert.
The booth was big, but not quite big enough for us, so we were crowded. As usual, we had the 3 right-handers on one side & both left-handers on the other. If Eddie had been with us, we would have had 3 left-handers & the booth would definitely not have been big enough. It seemed to be popular with local people though. We knew most of the diners. Don & I decided we would not return there any time soon. I'm not anxious to have another attack of restaurant syndrome (IBS) any time soon either.
At least we're not faced with Borderline Grill again on Wednesday for Nick's birthday. He wants to go back to Cabin Fever Café in Providence where we went last year. I hear they've gone out of business. According to Google, they are still there, hmmm. Maybe ...... Don suggested Iron Gate Grill. We enjoyed Cabin Fever Café. I had salmon last year & Eddie ate my leftovers, LOL.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tax Day 2009
Today, I went in & saw my nurse practitioner, Roxanne Froeher. She is such an awesome lady. She doesn't think the problem is gall bladder. She thinks it is an ulcer. The only time I have the attacks is when I'm empty. I haven't eaten. Usually you have the pain or attack after you've eaten if it's gall bladder. She's sending me in to have an ultrasound at Franklin County Medical Center tomorrow. Nothing to eat or drink after midnight & my appt. is at 10 a.m. I'm so glad it's here at our local hospital. She also gave me some samples of Nexium to try. If it is an ulcer, it will help. If it isn't, it won't hurt.
She's also concerned about the lesion on my spine. It measures about 1" at L1. No wonder my back always hurts when I stand too long. She said she'd call the radiologist in Logan & talk to him about the best option on how to proceed.
I've lost 10 pounds from the last time I saw her in December. Trying to watch the sugar intake. Another 3-5 pounds & I'll no longer be obese!!
I told her that I stopped the femara & crestor because I can't afford them. She told me we would definitely meet our $4K deductible this year,
We took Mother out to dinner for her birthday this evening at Chuck-A-Rama, a buffet in Ogden, Utah. We were all able to ride together in Don-Mike's new extended cab pickup. That's the first time in years, we've been able to all ride in the same vehicle, since the Windstar bit the dirt. well, actually the pavement, LOL, 4 or 5 years ago.
I was very careful of what I ate. Not a lot of fat, no spicy stuff & I only got one little piece of raw onion, LOL Don-Mike saw some no sugar stuff & pointed it out to me. I was a good girl & had the jello & pie. No IBS attack either,
I also questioned Don-Mike about the phone call from Dr. Broadbent. It was not the doctor himself, whew. It was a lady & I was supposed to call back. I assumed I was supposed to call back, but Don had said Dr. B, himself, called, which concerned me. I'm sure they are calling in regards to my calling to let them know that I had stopped taking femara because of the cost.
Here's an article in the New York Time, As Pills Treat Cancer, Insurance Lags Behind that a friend drew my attention to.
I've made the decision, as a lot of people have to, do I take the meds & prolong my life or do I pay my mortgage, utilities & outstanding medical bills & buy food? In my case, we don't even know if the medication will prolong my life. Supposedly, the breast cancer was taken care of with the removal of the lymph nodes, the partial mastectomy; the chemo & the radiation. The femara is to inhibit estrogen. I didn't have the HER2 cancer, mine was estrogen-positive. HER2 is aggressive & has to be treated longer & more aggressively than estrogen-positive. But my decision, after discussion with the Lord, the bishop & my husband, is to pay my mortgage, utility bills & outstanding medical bills.
If I die, we have insurance to cover my funeral expenses. The local morticians are friends of mine. They have explicit instructions of how to lay me out,
We don't have insurance to cover my prescriptions until we reach our $4K deductible. I pay $90 for one Rx & take 3 more in the morning & 1 in the evening, for a total of 5 scripts. Besides, we buy Prilosec (for Don & Nick) over the counter & Zyrtec-D (for Nick, I stopped taking that, too) over the counter as they went off patent & insurances no longer cover them. We can get Prilosec for Nick thru Medicaid though, only one dose a day, when the doctor prescribed 2.
I will call Dr. Broadbent's medical assistant tomorrow. Roxanne said she'd call when she gets the report back from FCMC & also when she has talked to radiologist in Logan. Her morning receptionist, Kristy Nelson, is a friend of mine. We go back a long way back. She still remembers when she worked for the local chiropractor that Mother was picking apples & the ladder fell over & Mother hung from a branch in the apple tree until my dad came along & set the ladder up for her. I wasn't living around here then, must have been about 20-25 years ago, if Daddy was still able to get around.
OK, gotta tell you why I'm glad the ultrasound is here in town. My car is in our garage, with no brakes. Don-Mike had the day off & was going to replace them today, but the local NAPA store just sold the rotors for my model of car yesterday. They had to order some for it. I needed wheels, so I'm driving Don-Mike's '89 Trans Am, Nan's Am, around town. No way would I go to Logan in that. I may have to go to the chiropractor after driving it. It was raining today, which turned into snow, rain, snow ... & the T-top was dripping. He hadn't gotten the glass down tight.
Don't know if that was an update, a complaint or just general grousing. Whatever it was, it was rambling, & too many words, LOL.
She's also concerned about the lesion on my spine. It measures about 1" at L1. No wonder my back always hurts when I stand too long. She said she'd call the radiologist in Logan & talk to him about the best option on how to proceed.
I've lost 10 pounds from the last time I saw her in December. Trying to watch the sugar intake. Another 3-5 pounds & I'll no longer be obese!!
I told her that I stopped the femara & crestor because I can't afford them. She told me we would definitely meet our $4K deductible this year,
We took Mother out to dinner for her birthday this evening at Chuck-A-Rama, a buffet in Ogden, Utah. We were all able to ride together in Don-Mike's new extended cab pickup. That's the first time in years, we've been able to all ride in the same vehicle, since the Windstar bit the dirt. well, actually the pavement, LOL, 4 or 5 years ago.
I was very careful of what I ate. Not a lot of fat, no spicy stuff & I only got one little piece of raw onion, LOL Don-Mike saw some no sugar stuff & pointed it out to me. I was a good girl & had the jello & pie. No IBS attack either,
I also questioned Don-Mike about the phone call from Dr. Broadbent. It was not the doctor himself, whew. It was a lady & I was supposed to call back. I assumed I was supposed to call back, but Don had said Dr. B, himself, called, which concerned me. I'm sure they are calling in regards to my calling to let them know that I had stopped taking femara because of the cost.
Here's an article in the New York Time, As Pills Treat Cancer, Insurance Lags Behind that a friend drew my attention to.
I've made the decision, as a lot of people have to, do I take the meds & prolong my life or do I pay my mortgage, utilities & outstanding medical bills & buy food? In my case, we don't even know if the medication will prolong my life. Supposedly, the breast cancer was taken care of with the removal of the lymph nodes, the partial mastectomy; the chemo & the radiation. The femara is to inhibit estrogen. I didn't have the HER2 cancer, mine was estrogen-positive. HER2 is aggressive & has to be treated longer & more aggressively than estrogen-positive. But my decision, after discussion with the Lord, the bishop & my husband, is to pay my mortgage, utility bills & outstanding medical bills.
If I die, we have insurance to cover my funeral expenses. The local morticians are friends of mine. They have explicit instructions of how to lay me out,
We don't have insurance to cover my prescriptions until we reach our $4K deductible. I pay $90 for one Rx & take 3 more in the morning & 1 in the evening, for a total of 5 scripts. Besides, we buy Prilosec (for Don & Nick) over the counter & Zyrtec-D (for Nick, I stopped taking that, too) over the counter as they went off patent & insurances no longer cover them. We can get Prilosec for Nick thru Medicaid though, only one dose a day, when the doctor prescribed 2.I will call Dr. Broadbent's medical assistant tomorrow. Roxanne said she'd call when she gets the report back from FCMC & also when she has talked to radiologist in Logan. Her morning receptionist, Kristy Nelson, is a friend of mine. We go back a long way back. She still remembers when she worked for the local chiropractor that Mother was picking apples & the ladder fell over & Mother hung from a branch in the apple tree until my dad came along & set the ladder up for her. I wasn't living around here then, must have been about 20-25 years ago, if Daddy was still able to get around.
OK, gotta tell you why I'm glad the ultrasound is here in town. My car is in our garage, with no brakes. Don-Mike had the day off & was going to replace them today, but the local NAPA store just sold the rotors for my model of car yesterday. They had to order some for it. I needed wheels, so I'm driving Don-Mike's '89 Trans Am, Nan's Am, around town. No way would I go to Logan in that. I may have to go to the chiropractor after driving it. It was raining today, which turned into snow, rain, snow ... & the T-top was dripping. He hadn't gotten the glass down tight.
Don't know if that was an update, a complaint or just general grousing. Whatever it was, it was rambling, & too many words, LOL.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Tuesday, April 14
Today is Mother's 83rd birthday. Yup, she was born April 14, 1926. Interesting thing is, Larry found her birth certificate says April 15. Yet her parents always celebrated her birthday on April 14.
Lyola Holden Chase is coming today from New Hampshire. They have been friends since they were 6 & 7. Lyola is 11 months older than Mother. I've been trying to think how I can get Mother back to New Hampshire, but New Hampshire is coming to us.
Another work day, another DUP day. I've begun to dread DUP. I guess it doesn't help that I'm the secretary & I'm not doing a very good job of it. I spent hours last night typing up the minutes. I printed them out this morning & they are crappy. Don-Mike doesn't have a word processing application on his computer. I don't know if Don does or not, but Don uses his computer. I don't really like to kick him off of it. Besides, it is right inside the front door & it is cold. So, I used Notepad & every time the line word wrapped it double spaced. I'll take them to work & retype & reprint them after I'm finished with my work.
We have to cut our hours by 7 percent since they can't cut our pay. Yesterday I worked from about 9:30 to 6:15. Last week I worked until almost 9. I definitely cut my hours by 7 percent from last week, LOL. If it was 7 percent of 12 hours, that would have been 50.7 minutes. So, 7 percent of what? I don't even know how many hours Kelly schedules us. It might be a good idea to find out.
Lyola Holden Chase is coming today from New Hampshire. They have been friends since they were 6 & 7. Lyola is 11 months older than Mother. I've been trying to think how I can get Mother back to New Hampshire, but New Hampshire is coming to us.
Another work day, another DUP day. I've begun to dread DUP. I guess it doesn't help that I'm the secretary & I'm not doing a very good job of it. I spent hours last night typing up the minutes. I printed them out this morning & they are crappy. Don-Mike doesn't have a word processing application on his computer. I don't know if Don does or not, but Don uses his computer. I don't really like to kick him off of it. Besides, it is right inside the front door & it is cold. So, I used Notepad & every time the line word wrapped it double spaced. I'll take them to work & retype & reprint them after I'm finished with my work.
We have to cut our hours by 7 percent since they can't cut our pay. Yesterday I worked from about 9:30 to 6:15. Last week I worked until almost 9. I definitely cut my hours by 7 percent from last week, LOL. If it was 7 percent of 12 hours, that would have been 50.7 minutes. So, 7 percent of what? I don't even know how many hours Kelly schedules us. It might be a good idea to find out.
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