MGH

So, I was at work today when I got a call from my sister. I thought it was a bit strange that she was calling me on the school phone ("Mrs. Toevs, your sister is on line 2")... then I remembered my cell phone was off. I get on the phone thinking something must be wrong with one of her kids... but no, it was our Dad. He had been admitted to MGH (Marion General Hospital, for those readers outside of Marion). He was having gall bladder pain and they were going to do surgery this afternoon. I quickly left school with a plan that Dave would bring the girls home. It sure is convenient being in the same building for the time being! When I got to the hospital, I learned that surgery was not an option because he has several blood clots in his left leg. This is the same leg that we have been telling him for weeks to get checked out. Since Dad doesn't like going to the doctor, he hadn't done anything about it. Well, God must have decided to make him go to the ER by causing gall bladder pain. Anyway, he is now on complete bed rest and will be in the hospital for several days.
As I was sitting there with my dad, I found out that Dave was in the ER. Terri, a teacher he shares a classroom with, walked in with my girls and said that she and Tami (the school nurse) drove Dave to the ER because he was doubled over in pain. So, I left my dad on the 5th floor and went to see my husband on the 1st floor. He was in SEVERE pain! He was doubled over, practically falling out of the wheelchair he was in. They got him to a bed and gave him some pain medication. That didn't work. So, they brought in some morphine. That didn't work. They brought in some more. At that point they took him to have and abdominal CT scan. By the time he got back, the morphine had kicked in. I am not sure all the pain was gone, but at least at that point he didn't care about the pain.
The scan showed inflammation in his colon. He was released and sent home with a few prescriptions and directions to see the family doctor as soon as possible. For now, that's really all we know. Hopefully, we can figure out soon why the colon is inflamed.
I am thankful that both Dave and my dad were able to get the medical care they needed. I am glad that Dave is not in pain now (he is so drugged up!) and thankful that they caught my dad's blood clots before they went to his heart! God is good.

IKEA...

In a galaxy far, far away...
At a time long, long ago...
Dave and I used to live very near an IKEA store. We furnished our whole house with things from there. We had everything from dishes to couches... rugs, bookcases... you name it, it was from IKEA (unless it was a hand-me-down, of course!). We loved that store. We spent our Friday nights roaming the store... most of the time we didn't have money to spend, but we would just wander and dream. I remember the night before Emma was born I wanted to go into labor, so we went there just to walk around... trying to go into labor (it didn't work... but that's a whole different story!). We miss that place! There are days where we wish we could go there, but all we can do now is flip through pages of the catalog (thanks, Jane for sending us the new one!).
We had our fall break this past week. Dave and I decided to take a day trip and go to to IKEA. We went to Cincinnati, OH just to shop... at one store. We drove 3 hours, shopped 3 hours and drove home 3 hours. That was our day. And boy was it fun!
We bought a lot of things... light fixtures, new cups, a new dresser for Anna, a wire rod for Emma to hang her art work on, a new curtain for the sliding glass door. Oh, how I wish there was an IKEA in Indy! or better yet, in Marion!

Anyone want to cook for me?

Just thought I would ask... it's dinner time and I don't feel like making anything. We are having cake at my sister's later to celebrate my nephew's birthday. Can that count as a meal?

Workin' 9 - 5...

Ok, so I am not Dolly Parton and I am not working 9 - 5. More like 8-3. But still.... it has been an adjustment. I am still not sure when the housework will get done, if ever. I have tried to be good about laundry and dishes. That's about all I can do. At least we wear clean clothes and eat off of clean plates... so what if the table is a mess. And the floors.. ahhh, who cares, right? :-)

Besides not finding the time to do housework, I have not had much computer time lately either. Hence, the lack of posts. Someday I will get it all figured out... or not.

That said, the job is a good one. I do like being back in a school setting. And I have to admit, I like not bringing any of it home with me! It's a pretty good gig... shhh, don't tell anyone! :-)

Now I must go so I can get the dishes done...