How Ya Doin?

Last night, I was sitting with a friend in the emergency room, and if we were asked once we were asked 100 times how we were doing. First off, we are in the ER if we were doing fine we wouldn't be here. Second, don't ask if you don't want to know. We had been sitting there for 5 hours when a nurse walked by and probably really didn't care but asked anyway. I said well we are in the ER which means there is something wrong. We have been sitting here for 5 hours which is helping the situation. She said I'm sorry let me see what I can do, I really didn't expect to see her again but in just a minute she came back around the corner and said come on. My first thought was why didn't I say that 4 hours ago..... I came up with a brilliant idea while I was sitting there all that time. I realize that the ER is an extremely busy place, but when they have determined what is wrong with the patient and all they are doing is waiting for a bed upstairs they need a place to move them to till that bed becomes available. If they would have a holding place like they do for surgery, then that would clear up the rooms in the ER so people wouldn't have to wait so long to be seen. So, from now on don't ask me how I'm doin unless you really want to know....

90 Years Ago Today

The world was blessed with a wonderful baby boy 90 years ago today. When he was just a child he was bitten by a water moccasin and shouldn't have lived. A few years later he fell off a wagon which ran over him, the only thing that saved him was the ground was very soft and he sank into it. He survived WWII and came home to have his foot run over by an 18 wheeler. At the age of 70 he had a massive heart attack and had 5 by-passes, at the age of 80 he had another heart attack and had 3 by-passes. At the age of 83 he contracted a disease called necrotizing fachitus. A very deadly flesh eating bacteria, that the doctors said he got by shaking hands with people. He lay between life and death for 4 days as we were told he wouldn't make it we started to make arrangements. He survived once again. The doctors called it a miracle from God. Later that year he kept getting sick and when they finally figured out what was happening we knew that it was only a matter of time till he wouldn't make it. The bacteria which he had survived in May had been cleared from his body but we didn't realize it had attached itself to the wire on his pacemaker. It was just a waiting period to till it would eat through the wire and he would be gone. On December 21, 2003 his many lives had run out and he went home to be with his heavenly Father. To so many he was Jones, Virgil, V.W., Pop-Pop, uncle Jones, but to me he was daddy. I wish he was here today to celebrate number 90, because he loved parties and having a good time.

Quite Afternoon at Home

I'm sitting here watching Law and Order SVU marathon, and it is so quite. Little sweet pea is at her great-grandparents playing with cousins. Mother is at rehab, left complaining about she shouldn't have to go that she could walk around the block here and play silly games. Rehab called and said they were dismissing her this week, except for the neck massages. The lady told me when she told mother they were going to dismiss her that she said what are you kicking me out. The lady was laughing when she was telling me about it because it was like she didn't want to leave after complaining all this time about going. She fell again last week, I'm just waiting for her to break something. I can't believe she can just keep falling and not get hurt.
Guess I should get up and get 3 loads of clothes folded while I have some time. Mother will be back at 4 and Allyssa at 6 and it will get busy and noisy around here then. Have a great rest of the week.

Is the week over already???

I can't believe it's Friday evening already, seems like it was just Monday. What has gone on this week? Oh yeah, does everyone know that Michael Jackson died and had a 3 hour memorial service, and now his family is fighting over where to bury him. I think it's sad that the entire world has had to listen and watch this constantly on the news. If I recall there were five other celebrities that have died in the last week and there was very little mentioned about them. They all died from natural causes and not from a drug overdose (which I firmly believe will be the reason). Can you name the other five? Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, Gale Storm (My Little Margie), Billy Mays, and Karl Malden. Hope those are all spelled right, since they didn't get much coverage I'm not sure. By the way when I die, my plot is in Chapelwood Cemetary, so please don't fight over where to put me.

Did I Make That Ruling????

It is strange that you can sit in a court room, have the judge make a decision and somehow you come out the bad guy. Last week at the trial the judge ruled and for some reason everyone on the other side is mad at me. Then when they talk to you they act like they really didn't hear or understand what he said. When he says you get the baby every other Tuesday from 8am-6pm, no where in there does he mention keeping her overnight. So why when you pick the baby up, do you say do i bring her back the next evening. One those has a college degree, I can't imagine how they ever became a teacher. It just amazes me, but then I've come to the conclusion that when he awarded me custody, they went brain dead and didn't hear anything else. Maybe you should take notes so you won't forget when you walk out of the courtroom.

The Week That Was

Have you ever had one of those weeks that you think if you survive it you can conquer the world. I had one of those last week. Starting on Sunday, June 28, the sanctuary choir at FBC, Texarkana had their big patriotic service, being a member of this choir I was apart of this. The next morning Vacation Bible School began. Thank goodness I was in bed babies, we had over 600 kids coming to VBS and they were all full speed ahead.
On top of all of this, I knew on Thursday that I was going to have one of the most stressful days of my life. We were going to court for Jamie and Jessica's divorce and custody hearing. On Tuesday evening, Jessica called and asked if Jim (my ex) and I would take care of the baby on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday and she would have her the rest of the week. I thought, honey, we haven't even been to court yet and you are arranging things. That same night I talked to Jim and he informs me if called to testify he would testify for Jessica and not our son. Talk about unconditional love, obviously he never heard of that. We get to court and our lawyer says he's going to offer them what Jessica had suggested and she had her lawyer turn it down. For what reason none of us have figured that one out. After a trial that lasted over 3 hours, I was awarded custody of my precious granddaughter. Jessica ended up only getting to see her 2 days a week and the ex and his wife get her every other Tuesday for the day. They should have taken the deal they were offered because their greediness all came back to bite them in the butt. I'm still trying to figure out what made them think the mother was going to get the baby, because for the last 10 months, she has not had a permanent home or job. I'm the only stability that Allyssa has known. It's hard to win something when there are loads of Christians praying for the outcome to be in God's hands and what is best for the baby. Thank you to all that were praying last Thursday the prayers were definitely felt. I'm now like the dog that chases the car once he catches it what is he going to do with it. Probably just love her and care for her, with that unconditional love that every parent and grandparent should give.