School?

As I read Dan's exciting new travel and school stories I am more than contemplating going back myself. Sure I've talked (I always talk..I love to talk) about going back but I'm serious and I think this time its to be a nurse. Yes...I said nurse.

After helping with both of my parents through their surgeries then my husband through his, I like it. So much so...that I would like to be an operating room or operating recovery room nurse. I've seen a minor surgery in front of me in real life and I get pretty fascinated to watch the full on surgeries on TV so I'm pretty sure I could handle it in the stomach category.

I've already taken the first step and scheduled myself to attend an info session for a BSN in Nursing at Shady Grove. They offer classes at Shady Grove but its all part of the School of Nursing at the Baltimore campus. I have two great friends that are nurses as well as a cousin who is going for his BSN right now (even though he's already a registered Nurse) as well. Thats more than enough enthusiasm right there. Plus my Aunt was a nurse and I'm sure I could ask her all kinds of questions if I wanted. I started to before and she lit up with excitement that I was even interested.

Let just see. I think this could be a great and exciting move for me.

Travels

I'm thinking of Dan today as he travels to a new place, ready to explore the wonders of the world! He's going to Cali! That's just totally awesome to me! I'm so proud of him. Yes it is sad to see him go and know that he isn't just 40 minutes away but its cool that he'll have tons to write about and tons to tell all of us back home about as he makes his way through the next 5 years.

It's a decision I hope he doesn't ever regret because if he didn't make this decision, he will have regreted not doing it.

Dan, good luck with everything! Know that all of us are rooting for you and can't wait to hear of your adventures.

We love you!

Hey you might be passing Greg in another plane come back home from Colorado today. Wave hi.

Life and death

It's strange, I didn't think Elizabethtown would have an impact on me.

Imagine a man who loses his extravagant job as an artist because the world doesn't agree with his views. He goes home, he tries to kill himself and in that moment the phone rings. He doesn't want to answer it but he does and its his sister telling him his father died. Here's a man at the worst of his being.

Of course it all is based around a love story but thats just a side story compared to the life he sees and the joy he gets out of life around him throughout the movie.

Within this movie, there are the classic rock hits. The kind of hits that make you smile when you hear them and sing along to them. As thier playing, he stops at all the joys and sites of the United States and takes in the beauty and history before him. Through all this, he has his father in an urn with him. There is death right before him as life shines brighter than it ever has.

You gotta love a movie that makes you truly think about things and celebrate the life of those that have died and not drown in sorrows of thier loss.

I didn't go into too much detail because I want everyone to see it. Parts of it were slow and predictable but the parts that aren't predictable are the ones you need to take in and enjoy.

Patriot Day....

I just wanted to put a quick post about where I was and what I remember 5 years ago today. We all do that. We all think about where we were when we heard the news and how we felt when we saw the towers fall on tv.

I heard it on DC101. I heard Elliot talking about a plane that had crashed into the first tower. I remember thinking, how sad, but didn't think on it a whole lot. Then before I got to work (at Harmon Homes) I heard the 2nd plane had hit. I remember walking into the building and looking up at the beautiful clear skies for a plane. I got to work and my coworkers were talking about it. The more we talked about it the more we worked ourselves up. Then someone heard from someone else about the Pentagon being hit. I remember, we were sent home and we watched everything on tv from there. I do remember hearing about the first tower falling but I saw the 2nd tower fall on TV when we got home. I remember watching people jump out of the windows on tv and thats when it finally hit me. I didn't actually break down until I decided to go feed Chelsea. I had to feed her because I didn't the day before and I had promised mom I would check on her a few times while mom was at Grandmas. I had called mom from Harmon homes and she hadn't heard anything about it yet.

I cried in the car and I think I cried more when I finally got back home. I was afraid to leave my house but had to.

It was such a horrible day. I'll never forget some of those moments or how I felt.

I don't think anyone will forget that day.

Emmi Update

I had to take our little girl to an emergency clinic for the weekend. She stopped vomiting on Friday but didn't want to eat anything. So the doc wanted to see her, took some blood and did an X-Ray and decided she needed to be on an IV Catheter for the weekend. He said I could leave her there where no one would watch her or I can take her to a 24- hour vet clinic where they would monitor her progress. I thought that was the best option and so did he.

I called Saturday for an update and she was doing very well. By Sunday morning she had food and was extremely hungry. She held that down so we brought her home. She did so well yesterday I was the happiest girl alive. She's on a special canned food diet and was getting just a 1/4 can 3 times yesterday. Today she was suppose to start on 1/2 a can 4 times but she decided to vomit up her medicine right after I gave it to her.

I consider that a freeby. Yes I'm worried but she just got home from a stressful vet visit and I just stuck my finger down her throat to give her a pill.

Greg stayed home with her and said she's just laying around and hasn't gotten sick again. I decided to skip the breakfast and have him give her some food later in the morning or early afternoon.

We'll just have to see how she does. I'm hoping and praying the diagnosis is right.

Here's the deal. She was just at the vet 2 weeks ago for surgery. Whenever she goes to the vet, she gets overly excited and starts gulping air. The vet explained this to me when she was a puppy because she did the same thing then. So, when he took an X-ray Friday he saw that her little intestines were filled with gas (air..same thing). I honestly think this is what happened. So she may still be filled up a bit which could be why she vomited this morning.

Well....Greg and Mom are right, I need to calm down because there's nothing I can do but wait until she rests. The vet has her on bed rest for the next 2 weeks so she doesn't excite herself too much. I'm hoping by the end of the week she'll be back on reg. food and doing good.

Can you tell I love her sooo much. She's my baby. I just want her to be ok.

Whew...

Yes my little girl had to go in for a hospital stay today. She had me up all night worrying. Doc said if she got sick any more throughout the night he wanted her back in today and she did. Poor thing. She had blood in her bowel movement. I was worried out of my mind. Could hardly work today. Doc called me after lunch and I found out this little trickster ate something she shouldn't have. He said it looks like its moving through her body now which is why she's bloody down there.

I have no clue what she ate but I'm sure we'll find out soon. She's on medicine now and a different special diet and I get to pick her up and bring her home tonight.

You know, there is such a special bond between pet and owner. I just knew by the look she gave me all night that she was trying to tell me she wasn't feeling good and it wasn't getting better. I would walk into the kitchen and she had the most somber look on her face while keeping her head down. Greg said when he was petting her she was still trying to look at me to help her. I got so frustrated that I couldn't help her this morning I just started crying. And of course, I kept thinking it was worse.

I'm so glad its almost over and she'll be back to her good old sweet Emmi self.

Yay!

My Special One.

Let me start out by saying F*CK I BROKE A NAIL!!! AND I JUST GOT THEM DONE ON SATURDAY...GRRRRRRRR!!!

Ok...now that that's over with.....

I just got back from yet another appointment for Emmi. Shall I start at the beginning? First of all, she's a seizure dog, that alone classifies her as a special needs dog in my eyes. Next, I don't brush her teeth so she needed a $500 teeth cleaning about a month ago (I know, I know). THEN, she gets a tumor like bump behind her left ear which means surgery, a whopping $550. THEN, she gets sick this weekend and throws up continuously from Sunday till tonight. She felt hot yesterday too. I was so worried it was something bad but the doc thinks its a reaction to her antibotic. She gets fluids through an IV, special canned food for the next few meals, and a shot to help her upset tummy......$83 bucks. If she gets sick again tonight, her day tomorrow will be spent at the vet for a hospital stay with more fluids and a close eye from the doc (and me worrying to death all day).

I feel so bad for her. And trust me, this money is worth it, she is such a great dog and she is the love of my life, I'll spend as much as I need to, it's just shocking when it keeps adding up like this and I don't have it to begin with. But thats what being a dog owner is all about. Jim, look forward to the future.

I can never ever get mad at her. If she does something wrong and I start to yell at her, she gives me those eyes, that look, that just makes it all go away. I know, she's spoiled but one look into those eyes and you'll know why. She really is an amazing little girl.

I just hope she can be healthy long enough to live another 6 years at least. I worry about that. I'll spend whatever it takes.

Thats my Emmi news. When she's all better I'll take her to get groomed. They looove her there. They even put little bows on her ears. Its soo cute! :)

Crikey!

It's so sad that Steve Irwin, know as the Crocodile Hunter, died from a sting ray. Apparently, its so rare to die from their sting but it also happened to sting him right in the heart.

The saddest part to me is that he was only 44 and has two kids. He was also a TV icon.

RIP Steve Irwin. :(