the update about Ga

My poor little Grandma has been to hell and back these last few weeks. It's so hard to see her in such pain and I just want her to get better. I love her so much. I do a lot and spend a lot of time with my grandma. She is one of my best friends. Anyone who knows me well, knows this about me. We have so much in common. We are both crafty, we love food, children, art, music, shopping and we even wear the EXACT size shoes. Everyone else in our family has tiny feet. Not us. SIZE 10 or 11!!! My grandparent's have been more than just "grandparents" to me. First of all, I lived with them for several years. Plus, we are just really close. My family is very small. My grandma and grandpa only had two children; my mom and Uncle Kim. My parents only had 2 children; Brandon and me. Kim only has one daughter; Brooke. Brooke is my only first cousin. On either side!! Isn't that weird. Brett has like 30 cousins or something. Anyway, when we all get together for a party or something, and because Kim & Brooke live out of town, there are only 10 of us. Brandon, Danette, Brayden, Brennen, Brett, Quayd, Ga, Pop, my mom and myself.

Anyway, back to Ga. So she had surgery to correct a bowel obstruction in SLC Nov. 1st. She came home Nov. 6th. She was doing better for a few days, but then she sorta took a turn for the worse again. My Grandpa took her back into the hospital early last Wednesday morning. The 12th. She was really anemic and she had infection somewhere. They ran test after test and gave blood transfusion after blood transfusion and finally realized that her blood got to thin and it was seeping out of the incision on her bowel where they did surgery. They needed to operate again, but she was too weak. So they spent Wednesday-Saturday trying to get her stronger and kill the infection, then they operated yesterday morning. It sounds like things went well. So far, so good. They left a drain tube in and they are working very hard to get rid of all the bad stuff. They seem to think she is FINALLY on the mend, but only time will tell. It has been exhausting. For all of us. My mom, my grandma, grandpa, EVERYONE!

Hopefully this will be the end of it. But I will keep you updated.

the one about my moms foot, part 2

My dear old mom got her cast off the other day and I went over to see the damage. HOLY CRAP! This is what I saw....... It sorta took my breath away. Then she goes, "I kinda think it looks infected." I looked at her and said, "You think?"

It was super hairy and looked like she was shedding skin like a snake, because it had been in a cast for so long. I wanted to start picking it all off. You know I love that stuff! I told her that she needed to loofa that thing, so I went to Wal-Mart and bought her one.

I can't believe it. Ewwwwwwww. Can you see how big and swollen it is? Well I am sure some if that will go away, but not much. It is just big a scary looking. Forever. She has always had cute dainty little ankles and feet. Here is a picture of her bad foot beside her good foot. Sad huh.

the one about my mom's freaky wacked out foot

My poor Mom. She has had nothing but hell with her foot for several years now. She broke it awhile back but didn't realize it and didn't have insurance to go have it checked. She got arthritis and stuff in it, and to make a long story short, it eventually led to 3 ankle fusions, 2 toe fusions and 2 knee replacements, both right and left knee. (Yes, I realize she doesn't have 3 ankles, one ankle has had surgery to be fused 3 times.) As far as the toes go.... Um, sick. They put these terrible rods in her toes to straighten them out. She had her second toe done about a year or two ago, and her big beastie toe was fused last month when she had her third ankle fusion surgery. So get this.... her doctor sent her home with the X-Rays. You know you want to see them. There are several immages, but I chose my two favorites. This one is her messed up ankle that now has a metal plate and, what appears to be 10 screws. Sweet, huh. Now the next picture is a bit more creepy. It is an X-Ray of the toe fusion. K, when she had her toe fused a while back, they totally left that rod thing poking out the end. They cut it off and kind of bent it at the end so it wouldn't catch on stuff. Ummm, wrong-O! It actually created this hook that I am sure had some kind of magnetic force, because that thing hooked to EVERYTHING! She has this white afagan and she would get the dang thing caught in the yarn of it all the time. Ew. And she constantly had white hair from her dogs in it because the hook thing got caught in their tails. I was with her when she went to the Doctor in SLC to have the devil hook removed. We weren't quite sure how they removed it and we were both sorta nervous about it the whole trip out. Well, don't worry. There was no warning. They grabbed that sucker, cranked it around with pliers and jerked it out. Me, my mom and Quayd were just sitting there in shock. Then a wee drop of blood came out the end................ Like, I love gross stuff, but that was almost too much for me. Anyway, they didn't leave it hanging out this time.

My mom is in a cast right now for one more day. We hope. She goes out Wednesday and we think they will put her in a walking cast. She has been ripping and tearing at her cast so they will have to remove it for sure. That is her wishful thinking!

To my mom.... I am sorry mommy that you have had to endure so much with your freaky wacked out foot. You know I love you. I am sorry you got your feelings hurt last week.

To my readers.... As a clarification, on my 100 list, #167 "I have learned to be independent from my mommy." I meant that I am trying to be an independent woman and I have learned independence from my mom. I didn't mean that I feel like I don't need my mom anymore. My mom is a strong woman and one thing she always wanted me to learn is that I don't need someone else to make me happy. I control my own happiness. Therefore, I am trying to be independent. I have actually been hesitating if I should still blog or not. My last blog entry seems to have caused me much distress in my personal life and I have been wondering if it is worth it. I have decided that this is my blog. My journal, and I want to stick it out. Thank you to my faithful readers. I am sorry if the things I say upset you in any way.