Owen Oh Owen

So we finally heard something from the social security office.  Unfortunately it was rather ambiguous.  We got 2 checks from them.  They don’t say what the money is for or what we were approved for.  Ugh, dealing with the Fed is terrible.  Too much bureaucracy.  Obviously the people who support national healthcare haven’t had to try to use the federal government services.  We have been fighting with these people over and over for 2 years now.  They won’t give you any information to make your quest to get assistance for your handicapped ill child any easier.  You try the website, but that’s not set up for children only disabled adults and retirees.  Hello!  We parents of disabled children want to use the website too!!!  Good Golly Miss Molly!  Why can’t these people help these poor kids.

Stress At Work

This poor woman at my work.  She’s so much younger than everyone else.  She is in for alcohol dementia.  She tries so hard to express what’s on her mind, but she can’t.  She can’t say what she’s thinking.  That would be so frustrating to me.  I feel so sorry for her.

Clinical

I was totally bored at clinicals today.  It was so boring.  All we did was sit around for 6 (yes 6) hours.  It was terrible.  How are we supposed to learn anything if we aren't allowed to do any nursing.  The hospital was pretty nice though.  Phoebe Putnam in Albany.  It had a Starbucks and automatic free Valet for patients.  The students had to park like 4 miles away (and I'm only exaggerating a little).  I really want to learn to be an RN instead of an LPN.  If all we do is sit around and watch, what are we going to learn?  Ugh!!
http://www.phoebeputney.com/
http://www.darton.edu/

I did however get a 96 on the test I took today!!  Hooray!!!

The Best Gift

My best friend, Sweetslice, got me a fantastic present today.  She got me a beautiful skein of Rowan Kidsilk Haze, some beautiful beads, and a pattern to use.  She also went on knitty.com and picked out a 1 skein pattern.  She went into my favorite yarn store.  She is so thoughtful.   I'm so glad she and I are freinds. 

                                       http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEwinter07/PATTicequeen.html

Owen spent the night in the hospital last night because he was throwing up blood. It was pretty stressful. But he came home after a platelet transfusion. It always makes him feel better after he gets a transfusion. And he is getting so fat.  He's finally broken 23lbs.  I've started putting him in 18 months size clothes.  Now that's he's nearly 3 years old.  My boy is so sweet.   Actually all of my boys are so sweet.

Grant was kind enough to say damn it over and over in front of the preacher at lunch yesterday.  I of course taught him to say it accidentally.  I was parking my car on the street.  I opened the car door and a truck flew by nearly taking off the door and my arm.  So naturally, I slam the door shut and mutter damn it.  So in perfect Grant fashion, he starts to say damn it.  Ugh.  Then he continues to repeat it.  In front of my parents, probably at school, in front of the preacher.  Ugh, I'm such a bad mom, teaching my kid to curse!

Evan and I had a nice talk this morning on the way to school.  H asked me if Owen was going to get better.  I told him that I really hope so and that the doctors think he will if he gets a bone marrow transplant.  He said I hope that I get to help Owen.  That way Grant won't be hurt and Owen will feel better.  I was touched that he wanted to help his brothers.

Oh the Drudgery

My psych teacher is so boring and she really doesn't know how to work the online classroom program at all.  She is constantly coughing and there are long silences.  Ugh it takes twice as long as it should have.  That sucked.  There are so many silences.  I can't wait until this semester is over.

Owen is SO confused!!!!

Poor Owen is so confused!  He slept ALL day long, looking so cute with his head propped up on his hands, laying on his back.  He looked like a little old man!  But, now that its midnight, and I'm at work, and Brandon wants to go to bed, Owen is wide awake and playing and talking up a storm. Talking like he's gotta say everything he slept through today.

Doesn't Owen look sweet?  That was taken at Grant's birthday party back in May.  I just love that boy!

Evan's football team won their game today!! (See him at the Aquarium in August!)  32-0 Brooks Bears over Fayette Co. Blue Devils.  Evan did so well, I was so proud of him.  He actually blocked like he was supposed to.  Brandon also was so proud of him.  My best friend, Laurie, and her family, all came to watch Evan too.  It was great sitting with them on a Saturday afternoon at the football field.  I'm so glad she and I got to be friends.  Laurie and Jake were proud of him too.  The other team managed to play without getting anyone kicked out or causing a fight!  It was a nice afternoon all around!

I'm at work tonight, I really like working 11 PM to 7 AM because its so quiet and peaceful.  There are no politics going on.  Most of the residents are peacefully sleeping, so there's less meds to give and less treatments.  However, there are a few residents who become even more pyschotic at night, that can be frustrating. 

And finally, Here's my Grant who is way too big for his britches right now!  When we were parking the car this afternoon, (I have to park on the street) I opened the door and a truck wizzed by waaaaay too fast.  I pulled the door shut fast and said damn! really quietly out of shock.  So what does my Grant say?  Why you say damn, Mommy?  Damn, Mommy.  What does he continue to say?  Damn, Damn, Damn.  Grandpa takes him out to check the mail in the mail box, what does he tell Grandpa?  Damn, Damn, Damn.  Way to go, Mommy!!! 

Bone Marrow Donation

So Owen needs a bone marrow transplant.  We have tested Evan and Grant to be donors, but have not gotten the results back.  There are so many wonderful people who want to be tested to donate to Owen, its so touching.  But I feel bad at telling them at this point, there's nothing to do but wait.  The doctors don't want to test strangers until we get the big boys' tests back, since they are the best chance at a match. I just keep telling them about the bone marrow website.  At least someone can be helped by this.  www.marrow.org