So this morning my wonderful mother came up to my house to watch and play with my kids so I could get some things unpacked and some chores done around the house. First of all, a couple days ago, Nolan began installing our R.O. (reverse osmosis) water filtration system under the kitchen sink. Well when he got to a certain point, he clamped down on one pipe in particular and it just buckled under the pressure. It was an old metal pipe and apparently it was pretty rusted and rotted out. So he went to Home Depot to get things to fix it, but problem after problem continued to arise. In total there ended up being about 5 or 6 trips made to the Home Depot. Because of the delay, I was not able to use my kitchen sink for about a day and a half. Well, with 2 kids and, at the very least, three meals and three snacks during the day, by this morning there was a HUGE mess to clean up.
So I tackled that while my mom took the kids on a walk and to a local playground. Time just flew by and before I knew it, they were back and my mom informed me that she had already been here for three and a half hours and it was getting close to the time she needed to leave. I couldn't believe it! All I had accomplished was the enormous kitchen mess. Oh well. At least it was done and I could put Gunnar down for his nap and put a movie on for Sienna and then I could try to start unpacking boxes....Or so I thought!
About 5 minutes after my mom left, I heard a huge THUD followed immediately by Sienna screaming very intensely. Sienna has the tendency to sometimes whine and "fake" cry when she bumps into stuff of gets mildly hurt. But this sounded more intense. I was trying not to panic, and I gave her a hug and asked her what happened. She continued shrieking and said she hurt her head on the wall downstairs. I said everything would be fine and let me just look at it so I can kiss it better. I looked at her head and my heart sank! I saw an enormous gash in the back of her head about half way down. The cut was about and inch long and very deep. There was blood pouring out of it and dripping down her shirt. I ran her into the bathroom and put her head into the tub. I told her we needed to wash it off a little so I could look at it better. Well when I looked at it better, my heart began racing. It looked terrible.
I grabbed a towel and put it on her head and told her to keep pressure on it. I grabbed my purse and Gunnar and told Sienna we needed to go right now. She asked me where we were going and I told her we needed to go to the hospital so a doctor could help fix her head. Instead of a hospital we actually ended up at the I.H.C. Instacare right up the street from us. They took us right back and got going on the procedures. Things calmed down a little at that point, but Gunnar was extremely ornery and tired. He kept whining and telling me he wanted to go home and go to bed. I wanted it too. The nurse was really nice and got some big Legos for him to play with.
Sienna was so brave throughout the whole ordeal. They numbed the area with a topical gel first and then waited for it take effect before administering the local anesthetic through the needle. It took two nurses and myself to hold her down while the doctor did this part. Poor little girl! Tears sprang to my eyes as my little baby girl pleaded for us to stop. We kept explaining to her that it was almost over and to hold really still so we didn't have to start over. Finally the pain subsided and she relaxed. When the doctor began putting the stitches in, she asked him if he was putting a ponytail in her hair, because that is what it felt like. That made me smile. The total tally of stitches came to a grand total of SEVEN!
Finally all was done and I treated my little angel to some chicken nuggets and ice cream. (Gunnar got some ice cream too for trying to be patient even though he was sooo tired!) She kept telling everyone we saw (at the drive through and such) that she hit her head and it bled all over the place and that she had to get stitches. Plus, as per the doctor's orders, she got to spend the entire afternoon lying down and watching all her favorite movies. When we got home, she actually bumped the back of her head while turning around. I told her she needed to watch very carefully where her head was going for the next few days.
I know this turned out to be not so serious, but I had never dealt with this before. This was my very first emergency trip for stitches or emergency care for one of my kids. I am so grateful that this did not end up being worse.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Afternoon at the Instacare
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Home sweet home
Well we are all moved in to our new home now! Well, all of our boxes are technically inside the house, but only about half of them are actually unpacked. It is definitely an adjustment for us (me especially) to be living in such a disorganized way. I am by no means the worlds most organized person anyway, so having even less organization is a bit stressful. Currently, I don't know exactly where my camera's hardware is for uploading photos to my computer, so I don't know when more photos will be posted here. Soon, I hope.
I would like to say a big huge thanks to everyone who helped us on our moving day. It was a great relief to have that much help and support.
By the way, Nolan is feeling much better now. He actually has not had any adverse side effects at all from the surgery.
Well, there is more to unpack, and it is getting close to dinner time too.
Thanks for tuning in....
I would like to say a big huge thanks to everyone who helped us on our moving day. It was a great relief to have that much help and support.
By the way, Nolan is feeling much better now. He actually has not had any adverse side effects at all from the surgery.
Well, there is more to unpack, and it is getting close to dinner time too.
Thanks for tuning in....
Monday, October 29, 2007
What has happened lately...
I just wanted to let you all know what has happened lately.
Nolan has been suffering with gall stones for about 6 weeks now, and he had been trying various alternative healing methods to release or dissolve the stones. These were not successful, however, so we thought this may in fact have to end in a surgery. Over a week ago, last Friday night, (October 19th) Nolan had a severe gall bladder attack and decided to see a surgeon about it. Unfortunately, the only days the surgeon could schedule surgeries is on Wednesdays, and they couldn't fit him in for a consultation until the next Friday (which was this past Friday - October 26th). They also told him if the pain got too bad, that they could maybe squeeze him in. Well, on Tuesday & Wednesday (the 23rd & 24th) Nolan was still in pain, but it had subsided enough that he thought maybe it would get better. But on Wednesday evening, the pain returned with a vengeance. He called first thing Thursday and got in for the consultation. The surgeon (Dr. Whipple) set up an appointment for the following Wednesday, but told him (Nolan) that if the pain got too bad, he could go into the ER and have it taken out sooner. He (the doctor) also said he didn't think that (with the high number of recent attacks) Nolan would even make it to Wednesday anyway.
Saturday afternoon arrived (October 27th) and Nolan called me when I was at work and told me he was having yet another attack that was so bad, he was ready to go have the surgery. I left work, we arranged for the kids to go to my parents house for a few days, and we headed off to the Emergency Room.
The inept, incompetent ER doctor on Saturday night did nothing more that to give Nolan a shot of morphine and perform a few measly blood tests, to which he concluded that there was nothing wrong with Nolan and we should just go home and wait until Wednesday for the surgery we had previously scheduled with Dr. Whipple. This release was also decided after Nolan was given the morphine at the hospital, and he (Nolan) had consequently said that he wasn't in too much pain anymore - because of the morphine (duh!) Dr. Dipstick (ER doc) then released him. I put up a fight at that point, but was told that most ER surgeons wouldn't perform ELECTIVE surgeries on Sundays. We were told we were welcome to stay the night and talk to the on-call surgeon the next morning (because he was currently in an emergency surgery), but again, it probably wouldn't do any good, because, like I said, ER docs don't do ELECTIVE surgeries on Sundays. I still could not understand why they kept calling this serious (much needed by this point) surgery, elective. It is not like we were getting a nose job or cheek implants or something!! By this time, Nolan had been in almost constant pain for EIGHT days!! Well, very reluctantly (and very agitated by now), we went home. After talking with my dad (an RN) about all of it, we knew something more had to be done. We could not just ignore it and it would go away. But we were so tired and frustrated, we didn't know what to do.
Sunday morning at 3 a.m., Nolan was awakened by extreme pain and could not control it with Lortab pills or heating pads on the affected area. Later, when I awoke Sunday morning, I knew what I had to do. I immediately looked up his phone number online, and called Dr. Whipple at his home to explain my concerns. We should not have been released from the hospital Saturday night, and I felt that something needed to happen now to resolve this problem! I came to find out that Dr. Dorko (the ER doc) had called Dr. Whipple the previous night and LIED to him and told him that Nolan was not in pain, did not have any infection, and was comfortable enough to go home.
Anyway, Dr. Whipple was on call at Ogden Regional Medical Center this weekend, but made special arrangements to come to McKay Dee Hospital to perform this much needed surgery. We are very grateful to him for rearranging his schedule and taking the time to take PROPER care of my husband.
After a 32 hour stay, Nolan is home from the hospital now. The surgery was successful and so far the recovery is moving along well. His gall bladder ended up being very inflamed, extremely infected and full of pus. The surgeon who performed the surgery, Dr. Whipple, mentioned quite a few times that it was a VERY good thing I am such a persistent person and that I was so pushy with getting this surgery underway. If it had gone any longer, it could have turned into a much worse infection, or the gall bladder could have even possibly ruptured.
We are so grateful that Nolan is home now, that he will be O.K., and all of this is finally over. We are also so grateful that we were inspired enough to listen to our "gut" feelings (spiritually and physically) and persist in this situation. I urge all of you to do the same. Do NOT ever take anything for granted. And just because a doctor tells you something is one way or another, don't just go along along with it blindly. I could not be happier that we didn't just go along.
.Good Health and Happiness to you all!!
A small, interesting post script...
At 4 p.m. this afternoon, we were scheduled to close on the purchase of our new home. Well, since Nolan was not released from the hospital until 6:30 p.m., the title company representative was nice enough come to the hospital, and we finalized our paper work while Nolan was in his hospital bed.
Now on with the actual move... :)
Nolan has been suffering with gall stones for about 6 weeks now, and he had been trying various alternative healing methods to release or dissolve the stones. These were not successful, however, so we thought this may in fact have to end in a surgery. Over a week ago, last Friday night, (October 19th) Nolan had a severe gall bladder attack and decided to see a surgeon about it. Unfortunately, the only days the surgeon could schedule surgeries is on Wednesdays, and they couldn't fit him in for a consultation until the next Friday (which was this past Friday - October 26th). They also told him if the pain got too bad, that they could maybe squeeze him in. Well, on Tuesday & Wednesday (the 23rd & 24th) Nolan was still in pain, but it had subsided enough that he thought maybe it would get better. But on Wednesday evening, the pain returned with a vengeance. He called first thing Thursday and got in for the consultation. The surgeon (Dr. Whipple) set up an appointment for the following Wednesday, but told him (Nolan) that if the pain got too bad, he could go into the ER and have it taken out sooner. He (the doctor) also said he didn't think that (with the high number of recent attacks) Nolan would even make it to Wednesday anyway.
Saturday afternoon arrived (October 27th) and Nolan called me when I was at work and told me he was having yet another attack that was so bad, he was ready to go have the surgery. I left work, we arranged for the kids to go to my parents house for a few days, and we headed off to the Emergency Room.
The inept, incompetent ER doctor on Saturday night did nothing more that to give Nolan a shot of morphine and perform a few measly blood tests, to which he concluded that there was nothing wrong with Nolan and we should just go home and wait until Wednesday for the surgery we had previously scheduled with Dr. Whipple. This release was also decided after Nolan was given the morphine at the hospital, and he (Nolan) had consequently said that he wasn't in too much pain anymore - because of the morphine (duh!) Dr. Dipstick (ER doc) then released him. I put up a fight at that point, but was told that most ER surgeons wouldn't perform ELECTIVE surgeries on Sundays. We were told we were welcome to stay the night and talk to the on-call surgeon the next morning (because he was currently in an emergency surgery), but again, it probably wouldn't do any good, because, like I said, ER docs don't do ELECTIVE surgeries on Sundays. I still could not understand why they kept calling this serious (much needed by this point) surgery, elective. It is not like we were getting a nose job or cheek implants or something!! By this time, Nolan had been in almost constant pain for EIGHT days!! Well, very reluctantly (and very agitated by now), we went home. After talking with my dad (an RN) about all of it, we knew something more had to be done. We could not just ignore it and it would go away. But we were so tired and frustrated, we didn't know what to do.
Sunday morning at 3 a.m., Nolan was awakened by extreme pain and could not control it with Lortab pills or heating pads on the affected area. Later, when I awoke Sunday morning, I knew what I had to do. I immediately looked up his phone number online, and called Dr. Whipple at his home to explain my concerns. We should not have been released from the hospital Saturday night, and I felt that something needed to happen now to resolve this problem! I came to find out that Dr. Dorko (the ER doc) had called Dr. Whipple the previous night and LIED to him and told him that Nolan was not in pain, did not have any infection, and was comfortable enough to go home.
Anyway, Dr. Whipple was on call at Ogden Regional Medical Center this weekend, but made special arrangements to come to McKay Dee Hospital to perform this much needed surgery. We are very grateful to him for rearranging his schedule and taking the time to take PROPER care of my husband.
After a 32 hour stay, Nolan is home from the hospital now. The surgery was successful and so far the recovery is moving along well. His gall bladder ended up being very inflamed, extremely infected and full of pus. The surgeon who performed the surgery, Dr. Whipple, mentioned quite a few times that it was a VERY good thing I am such a persistent person and that I was so pushy with getting this surgery underway. If it had gone any longer, it could have turned into a much worse infection, or the gall bladder could have even possibly ruptured.
We are so grateful that Nolan is home now, that he will be O.K., and all of this is finally over. We are also so grateful that we were inspired enough to listen to our "gut" feelings (spiritually and physically) and persist in this situation. I urge all of you to do the same. Do NOT ever take anything for granted. And just because a doctor tells you something is one way or another, don't just go along along with it blindly. I could not be happier that we didn't just go along.
.Good Health and Happiness to you all!!
A small, interesting post script...
At 4 p.m. this afternoon, we were scheduled to close on the purchase of our new home. Well, since Nolan was not released from the hospital until 6:30 p.m., the title company representative was nice enough come to the hospital, and we finalized our paper work while Nolan was in his hospital bed.
Now on with the actual move... :)
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
For anyone watching...
I know I am a total slacker on blogging. Recently, all of my time is taken by packing, cleaning, working, and of course all the regular "motherhood" duties.
My kids and I did have an opportunity to go hiking recently at Snowbasin Resort (before all the wonderful snow fell). Here are some of my favorites from that day.
Gunnar kept complaining that he was in the baby backpack, and insisted that wanted to hike by himself. He kept saying, "Onna waak, mama. Onna do it." (I wanna walk, mama. Wanna do it).
Sienna was always so far ahead, it was difficult to get a good shot of her. She is such a good little hiker!
Some beautiful fall colors!
I have way more photos of autumn Snowbasin pictures too, but those will have to be posted later.
Stay tuned for more - later - probably around mid-November or so. We will be moved in and settled (hopefully) by then.
Thanks to anyone and everyone for tuning in...
My kids and I did have an opportunity to go hiking recently at Snowbasin Resort (before all the wonderful snow fell). Here are some of my favorites from that day.
Gunnar kept complaining that he was in the baby backpack, and insisted that wanted to hike by himself. He kept saying, "Onna waak, mama. Onna do it." (I wanna walk, mama. Wanna do it).
Sienna was always so far ahead, it was difficult to get a good shot of her. She is such a good little hiker!
Some beautiful fall colors!
I have way more photos of autumn Snowbasin pictures too, but those will have to be posted later.
Stay tuned for more - later - probably around mid-November or so. We will be moved in and settled (hopefully) by then.
Thanks to anyone and everyone for tuning in...
Monday, October 15, 2007
Friday, October 5, 2007
We got a house!
As previously mentioned, we have been house shopping lately. I really did not want it to be a long drawn out process, so I got organized, met a Realtor, and we looked at about 25 houses in 3 days. We found one in particular in North Ogden that we kept coming back to. We ended up really loving it and decided to make an offer. They accepted our offer and we are now on our way to being homeowners!! Yesterday we had our home inspection and it went really well. The house is about 40 years old, but has been VERY well taken care of. The only problems found were things you would expect to see in a 40 year old house...like small cracks in the driveway, and the railing spacing is just a bit too wide for today's current code. But all in all it passed and we are ready to move forward! The house is 2050 square feet, (4 bedrooms, 2 full baths, 2 living rooms, dining room, kitchen, covered deck) and is a split entry 2 level home, on 1/4 acre lot. It has 2 large storage sheds and 1 small shed on the property too. It is located about 2 blocks from the Elementary school (which is rated 2nd best in the district) The house is currently occupied so they are packing and we are packing. The closing date is set for October 30th, and moving day is November 3rd. I will post pictures when I can get them. The photos that were online are no longer available.
Well I had better get packing! Toodles!
Well I had better get packing! Toodles!
My Husband and me
What is his name? Nolan Bob
How long have you been together? 11 years! -holy crap!
How long did you date? 3 years
How old is he? 32 - he'll be 33 in December
Who eats more? It is pretty even...we both eat small meals more often during the day
Who said I love you first? He did
Who is taller? Nolan - by exactly 1 inch
Who sings better? We're pretty even on that one ... both have good ensemble voices, but solos are iffy
Who is smarter? Nolan [his level of genius is sometimes hard to take though :)]
Whose temper is worse? mine, but Nolan has definitely had his moments!
Who does the laundry? Me
Who does the dishes? Me mostly, but now that he is out of school, we are TRYING to even it out.
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Me
Who pays the bills? Me,
Who mows the lawn? Mostly Nolan, but usually when he starts, I come outside and take a few turns.
Who cooks dinner? Me mostly, but Nolan is a much better cook. He cooks for me on the weekends when I am at work, and those are always the really great dinners. He has actually taught me most of what I know...about cooking!
Who cooks dinner? Me mostly, but Nolan is a much better cook. He cooks for me on the weekends when I am at work, and those are always the really great dinners. He has actually taught me most of what I know...about cooking!
Who drives when you are together? Mostly Nolan, and he doesn't like it either. I've told him that it's just standard fare as a husband, and he doesn't agree.
Who is more stubborn? Nolan - but he'll probably try to say it is me and that is just not true! It's not...it's not...it's NOT!
Who is the first to admit when they're wrong? Me
Whose parents do you see the most? Probably mine by just a little bit. However, it is pretty even since both families live in Salt Lake.
Who kissed who first? Nolan kissed me.
Who asked who out? Nolan asked me.
Who proposed? Nolan proposed to me (down on one knee) in a boat out in the middle of Bear Lake, during the sunset of July 19th 1998.
Who is more sensitive? Probably me, but it really depends on the topic
Who has more friends? I think I do - he is friends with spouses of my friends too though so it kinda evens it out.
Who has more siblings? It is even - he has 2 brothers and 1 sister, and I have 3 sisters.
Who wears the pants in the family? We both wear pants :) (Nice save, whoever I stole that from!)
Now, who to tag? Holly & Nolan...since they are the only other people I have links with!
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