Medical Monday

Another week is off to a great start. I just wanna know where the year has gone. Can you believe it... 3 Months till Christmas!?!?!?!

This weekend was good. Saturday was a normal busy errand day. Poor Brad didn't sleep from Thursday until Saturday night, so he was a tired little puppy that evening. Sunday we spoke at church. And YES the building is still standing and NO there was not lightning in the sky! I am glad that is over with. Whew!!

This morning I dropped Dad off at the AF Hospital for his little procedure. Then headed back to Mom to help her get ready and took her to her Oncologist. Poor Mom has been struggling just to stay awake lately, let alone get out of the house. When we got to the doctor I wanted to give the Doc a piece of my mind, but Mom wouldn't let me (dang it all). But the Dr. agreed that Mom was in no shape for another round of Chemo (smart choice or little miss Dr. would be hamburger!). Mom did have to go over into the Hospital and get 2 bags of blood. Mom had NO white blood cells, NO platelets, and a Red Cell count of 15 (critical level is 26!)!! So that explains Mom feeling so exhausted all of the time. So Mom will be going back in for another 2 bags of blood and platelets tomorrow. So keep her in your prayers and go donate some blood!!

When I got back from the Hospital I went out to lunch with Brad. We had just gotten our order and the School calls.... Yep, Myles got hurt again! This time while fooling around with a friend he got stabbed in the palm with a pencil. So we rush over to the school and check it out. He has an ugly little cut, but no permanent damage. We tell him to get his stuff and we will take him home and he says "No, I still have time to get back to class and finish today's assignment." So he may be a drama queen, but at least he gets his work done. :)

Myles went to the Mascot Bowl tonight. It was either that or a movie. So the movie got bumped to the weekend and football won out. So after the game he walked to Arctic Circle with a few friends for dessert. I pull into the parking lot to pick him up and he starts telling his friend good bye (all girls may I add). Then he starts getting hugs from all of them and then they all get a second round of hugs. I am about to puke at this point, but he finally makes an escape. I swear, that boy is going to be a little heart-breaker!

"When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child." ~Sophia Loren