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A lot of things made me smile this week but things haven’t worked out so that I could write them up until now. That’s because I’ve had a particularly bad time, health-wise, and ended up back on pain killers and muscle relaxants when I had stopped needing them. With luck, that’s over and it will be better, although I seem to be overdoing things and ending up in pain again but I am going to try to do less for the next few days.

As usual, most of my smiles have been courtesy of my grandchildren! Kids really do liven things up and make me happy.

Anderson and Spencer are used to going to the park with me several times a week but I haven’t been able to take them (still not driving) since about a week before my surgery and that was over five weeks ago! Spencer keeps asking me if I can take him some place and I keep saying I can’t drive yet. He couldn’t understand why I couldn’t drive because I was back from the hospital where they had “made nana feel better.”  One day he saw the incision with all of the staples still in there. After that, he understood. Every time he saw me he would ask me to show him my “owie” and I would let him see it and he would say something about no driving yet. Then he went with me to get the staples out and thought I would be able to drive him right away but he saw that I was still using my cane and still in pain so he waited. I didn’t see him for two days and then when I saw him, he ran up to me and pulled my shirt up so he could see my “owie” and said it was better but “I going to wait til that part has no more tape then you can drive and take me somewhere.” That made me smile. I didn’t have to say anything, he just knew it wasn’t time yet.

Then there was Anderson (7 years old) who no longer likes to hug me or let me hug him but when he didn’t see me for three days, he ran up and hugged me! Another smile!

And Maya who is just six months old made me smile when she practically jumped out of her swing when she heard my voice and wouldn’t settle down until my daughter brought her to me to hold as I sat on the couch (still am not supposed to pick up anything over ten pounds and she’s close to twenty-five).

On Sunday, there were lots of smiles when we all met my son at a nearby park. He lives three hours away but they came to the area to go rafting and we were able to sneak in a short visit before they headed back to Seattle. What was so special about that? Well, for the first time, all four of my grandchildren were in the same place at the same time! That’s pretty smile worthy. We had a good but short visit. One year old Mati was pretty tired and ready for his nap as was Maya so we cut it short but it was a successful meeting of the cousins!

There were other smiles this past week. Some came from old friends who dropped notes or sent emails to check in with me and my progress on the road to recovery. The “old friends” especially make me smile when I think how far we’ve all come from the days we knew each other in high school!

Those were my smiles for the week, at least some of them. What were yours?

The #WeeklySmile is hosted by Trent at Trent’s Place. Stop in and see what is making others smile and maybe share one of yours?

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First and foremost, the final pathology results came in and there is absolutely no cancer anywhere! That’s the biggest and best news!

However, when I woke up on Monday morning, part of the incision was red and itchy. My appointment to get the staples out was late that morning. Upon seeing it, the doctor said I had an infection. They lanced it to try to get the yucky stuff out of a rather large lump under the site. Nothing. They tried to get it out with a syringe. No luck. So now I am on a strong antibiotic to try to get rid of the infection. If it hasn’t worked in a week, they will have to open it up again and clean it out and pack it with antibiotic which stays in for a week then has to be opened up again to be removed. And the process will have to be repeated as many times as it takes to get rid of the infection. Yuck. But I am praying and crossing my fingers that the antibiotic will take care of it.

Then last evening, as the grandsons and I were out in front of my house waiting for my daughter to come get us to go get the prescription from the pharmacy, Spencer (4 years old) and I were attacked by a swarm of wasps! Poor little guy didn’t know what it was and kept screaming and running and flailing about. I jumped and tried to get them off of him and by then they were on me. Luckily my daughter arrived in time to help get them off of us. In the meantime Spencer is screaming in pain. We finally got in the car and stopped at her house just a minute away and tore off his clothes and took the stingers out. He was better then. We got out four stingers but he’s got about twelve sting marks. I got away with only three but I feel like I was hit by a truck because I jumped into action and moved too quickly and carelessly for someone that is still supposed to be moving guardedly for another eight weeks! This too shall pass. I know. We just didn’t need this. It makes it seem like one good bit of news then a couple of bad ones.

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I had not been out of the house since coming home from the hospital a full week ago. My daughter said she would take my mom and I to dinner last night but she had so much running around that she fell asleep when she got home so it was late before we went to dinner. Luckily, we had some leftovers to keep us going!

When she came to get us, it was her and Spencer, the four year old. We headed toward the restaurant, not far from here, at about 8. By then there was no traffic and my daughter remarked how light the traffic was. When we left the restaurant (after a truly delicious dinner) we decided to go to the grocery store to get a few things Mom and I needed for meals here at home. After, my daughter said she had promised Spencer a frosty drink from Wendy’s which is across the street from the grocery store.

We got to Wendy’s and got in the drive-thru line. There were three cars ahead of us when we ordered. Not three minutes later, there were two cars ahead of us as we waited when Spencer sighed loudly. I asked him what was wrong and he said, “Me no like it when we’re in heavy traffic like this!”

We all cracked up! That was my smile this week. I’ve a few of them but this was the most recent one.

I’m heading to my daughter’s house as soon as she comes to get us in a couple of hours because she has AC and I don’t. We’re currently at 83 degrees (28 C) at ten in the morning and headed for 106 degrees (41 C). So we’re off to try to stay cool. I’m sure the afternoon with the grandchildren will provide many more smiles.

What made you smile this week? Head on over to Trent’s blog for more smiles!

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Spencer who is four, loves to make everyone laugh. I know that when he gets to school, he’ll be the class clown.

Last week, my daughter had a mystery shop assignment at the food court at the local mall and she asked me to go with her and the kids so I went along. Spencer was wearing shorts with an elastic drawstring which he proceeded to play with and ended up pulling it up over his head. The result was pretty funny and we all laughed. When we got home, he continued to do it and then he put his little sister’s Bumbo seat over his head like a hat and posed for me. Pretty funny stuff. See for yourself!

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The #WeeklySmile is hosted by Trent. Go on over and check out some other smiles. Maybe you’d like to share one of yours?

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If we were having coffee, we could actually choose to sit inside or out. The weather isn’t too bad. The sky is a bit gray but it’s not cold. Or wet. We’re currently in the low 60’s and the air out is nice and fresh. So where would you lie to sit?

There hasn’t been much going on here, then again there has. With the better weather, the boys have been wanting to go to the park every day and I am the designated “park taker” so we’ve been visiting two and three parks a day each day this week. We take a picnic lunch or a snack with us and that’s part of the routine. They like eating at the park then playing. I have dusted off and charged my Kindle and have been taking it with me so I can read a little while they play. I read two or three pages then stop to check on the boys. It’s slow going but we’re all happy and I actually got to read a whole book this week and have started a second. I hadn’t done any reading since January so I’m glad to get back to it, even if it is not as much reading as I would like to do.

The news this week was an update on my medical tests.  The good news is that all of the samples came back as benign! Yay! However (yes, there’s a however), the doctor was really puzzled because the growth he observed was very suspicious looking. He asked if I had noticed any pain in the area. I thought it was on the left side and I said no. I have had an awful lot of pain on the right side but not the left. That’s when he said the growth is on the right side, just below my rib cage. That’s exactly where the pain has been. It has been excruciating and has been there for over a year. In the past couple of months though, it has all but disappeared. I only get in a couple of times a week and it isn’t as bad as it has been and only lasts an hour or two. So we are doing a CT scan to see if we can determine what the growth is and what is going on. At least we know it is not malignant. Now I’m waiting for the authorization to go through for the CT scan.

As for getting used to the insulin, it’s coming along. I’ve gotten good at avoiding most of the lows but still have a few which I am getting good at anticipating. I’m not great with food yet. I tend to be eating the same thing over and over because it works. However, I need to find some different things to eat that will still work well with the insulin injections. I’m hopeful that will happen soon.

Not a lot going on here. The book I read this week is excellent. It isn’t one I would normally pick up but it was highly recommended and I got it on sale. I actually had it on my Kindle for over a year before I began to read it. It’s a post-apocalyptic novel, which I don’t normally read. The Girl With All the Gifts by M. R. Carey is excellent. I do recommend it. You might be surprised, even if it isn’t a genre you would normally pick up.

What are you up to? Books? Movies? Please do tell.

#WeekendCoffeeShare is hosted by Emily at Nerd In the Brain. Go on over and take a look at the other coffee share posts!

 

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A couple of weekends ago, I was invited to Seattle to my grandson’s first birthday party. I was excited to be able to share the day with them. I invited Anderson, my oldest grandson, to make the trip with me. He loves going places with me (when he was three he went on a road trip with me, all the way from Portland to Riverside, CA., just the two of us).

We left on Friday morning and drove back on Sunday afternoon (it’s about a three hour drive). We weren’t the only overnight guests. My daughter-in-law’s best friend and her two boys (ages 3 and 5 months) were also there. Although Anderson is way older than them, he really enjoyed playing with them. He’s used to playing with younger kids and being gentle with them. When he got bored, he would go downstairs to watch TV on the big TV down there, or play Minecraft. He kept himself entertained. We were all pretty impressed with how well he played with the little kids and how well he behaved.

When we were saying our goodbyes, he said thank you for having him over and that he had a good time. My daughter-in-law told him that he was welcome to go back and visit anytime. He asked when and she said again, “anytime.”  We got in the car and headed for the freeway and not twenty minutes later he says, “Nana, Sarah said I could come back anytime.” I nodded and said that he had been very good and that was why he was welcome to come back anytime. Then he cleared his voice and said, “You know Nana, I was thinking I want to go back. How about tomorrrow?!”

That was my smile. I keep thinking about it. It seems so easy to him to jump in the car and be there three hours later. I’m glad he had a good time and that he was so well behaved and that he is welcome “anytime,” but not tomorrow. I think we’ll wait a bit!

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Instead of complaining or going into the continuing sag of my healthcare situation, let’s do something different.

Spencer, who is now a fresh four year old, is obsessed dismantling anything and everything in sight, especially when there is a screwdriver involved. No matter where the screwdrivers are hidden from him, he climbs up (often up a chair, a ladder, and the counter) to reach the screwdriver. So the other day, I was watching them, all three of them. The oldest and youngest are easy to watch. And then there is Spencer. He wanted  to go outside to play but it was raining so it was a big no. There is a small deck off of my daughter’s bedroom  that they can play and can’t get down into the yard. So he said he was going to play in mommy’s room. Then it was too quiet. I went to check on him and he was inside the door “working” on something. It turned out that he had a screwdriver and had unscrewed the handle/lock to the glass slider.  Completely gone. He knew that wasn’t good so I think he was trying to put it back before he was discovered. He couldn’t do it and to make matters worse, instead of putting the pieces together, he threw them into the yard which is full of yucky leaves from a long winter, yucky-wet-molding leaves.

Then there was the next day. Again a rainy day so they couldn’t go out to play and again I had all three of them. Spencer went to play in his room and after twenty minutes Anderson went to go check on him. He ended up staying in there and I could hear and see they were doing fine. Ten minutes later I hear them at the door to their room. It seemed they couldn’t get out. I went to check and this is what Spencer had done:

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They were locked in their room and he couldn’t figure out how to get the doorknob back on so they could get out. I told them had to wait until their dad got home in a half hour and I called their dad. So I kept checking on them to make sure they were okay. I was actually afraid Spencer would climb out the window to get out of the room, and he just potty trained and got used to running around the house with no clothes on so he was naked. Not a good thing if he climbed out the window. So I kept checking and calling them to the door so I could see they were okay. THEN…there was a loud banging at the door and of course I was changing the baby’s diaper so I couldn’t get it right away. It was the property manager. She yelled at me because the kids were “hanging out the window” and throwing trash outside. I explained what had happened and that their father was on his way home to get them out. She is very rude and kept yelling in my face, so close I could feel her spittle. I knew she was going to go yell at the kids so I closed the door and ran to their room and told them to close the window and stay away from it. And yes, she was yelling at them and made them cry, just like she had made me cry. Soon their dad was home and all was taken care of but it was a week ago and I am still shaking when I think about it.

And today I have to go talk to her. I really dislike talking to her. Sometimes she is the nicest person and at others she is the wicket witch.

Wish me luck.

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