Oh - and I nearly forgot an unexpected bonus this week! Em and I timed our drive just right so that we were able to play chauffeur to the niece and nephew:). It started with some sleepy kiddos who were trying to figure out why they were riding with Aunt Julie and Aunt Emily instead of Momma and Dada. First half of the ride was filled with some chatter about going to Papaw's and Gamma's and seeing Miss M. The aunts did their best to sing some songs but let's face it: we're a little out of practice. When Sisaye Claire started to insistently say Momma!, I figured it was time for another diversion. Unfortunately, my story-telling skills are even worse than my singing skills. I proceeded to butcher the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. My apologies to the author. However, my fave part of our time with the kids was Saturday morning when I woke up to hear Sisaye Claire saying this: "Come ON, doggie! Let's go!" If only I could have gotten it on tape... The funny part was that M was actually following her:). Love.

New friend!

I know we just met, Rob - but thanks for sharing your lap:).
Miss M

For whenever you have a case of the Mondays...

I think I should go through this mantra every morning.

Nursing humor.

Okay, so this may only be comical to fellow nurses and medical profs but I enjoyed this one so much that I had to retell it. This story is about the parents of a friend of a coworker. An elderly couple arrived to the ER one night after the man had passed out while on the toilet. After examining him and running a few tests, they sent the man home. The man returned the following evening with the same problem. The physician examined him again and reviewed his medicines, ran a few more tests and sent him home again. 45 minutes later, the man returned, stating that it happened AGAIN. At this point, the medical staff began to suspect that perhaps the wife was poisoning him somehow or causing these episodes. The attending assigned a nurse assistant and a resident to monitor the man and his wife. A little while later, there was a code blue called to the gentleman's room. When the attending arrived, he was told that the wife had taken the man to the bathroom and that he had passed out again. The attending turned to the wife and said, "What are you DOING to him?!" The wife tearfully replied, "Nothing! I was just putting his hemorrhoid medicine on him!" Upon closer inspection, the "hemorrhoid" cream was actually NITROGLYCERIN.

Bee sting:(

I was riding home Thursday after work and it was a beautiful day. Mid 70s, almost no humidity, the sun is shining, the music is up-beat and I am relaxed. Can't wait to get home and love on the little dog, work out and head to a softball game. I get home, snap the leash on M, and we're off for an awesome walk. We get halfway down the block when I realize that M's left eye (ok - so where her left eye SHOULD be) is slightly swollen. I wonder if she's run into something that day and bend down to examine. At this point, I realize that it's not just her eye, but her jaws and pretty much her whole face are swollen. I try not to panic and immediately turn around: ABORT WALK. Next step: the vet. By the time I got back down the block to the house, her face has more than doubled the original swelling. I'm totally freaked out at this point and trying not to panic. I mumbled a few words to Emily that I think barely made sense and Emily carried her to the car while I ran behind her. By this point, M looks like she has a giant peach in each one of her jowels. Long story short: $70, a steroid shot and a lot of benadryl later... it was a bee sting to the left side of her face. Turns out this is very common, although it has never happened to M in her lifetime. My education continues... (oh- and these pics were taken a couple of hours AFTER the steroid shot, after much of the swelling had gone down and I was no longer in panic mode)

Misc cont'd

Miscellaneous

The month of June: a birthday, blueberries, visits, etc.