MRSA - Warning! Don't look at this!

Jim has been going through some challenging skin issues lately. He has had a terrible rash for about three weeks. On Thursday of last week something new 'popped' up. It looked awful and he said it was really painful. He went to see his doctor on Friday who said it was probably a skin infection and referred him to a dermatologist who could see him in a week. Saturday he was in so much pain he went in to Urgent Care. They lanced him - I said, "Got medieval on his ___." which I thought was funny but he did not laugh. Sunday it looked worse so he spent the day with a Russian nurse who didn't know the Cold War was over and tortured Jim until he blacked out which is not passing out according to her.

Fast forward to yesterday: our regular GP had a look and said it looks like MRSA. Huh? It is a strain of staph infection that doesn't respond to antibiotics. Really? Oh, yes, this is the type that if it goes unchecked you die. REALLY? Oh, yes. Our GP thinks they caught it in time and Jim is on horse pills and has had two really painful shots. He will probably live. BTW, don't look this one up - it is ugly.

I told him I was going to be VERY angry with him if he did die on me.

My hair is out but I'm still feeling weathered

Well, it has been 3 long weeks since I last wrote. 3 very long weeks. Let's recap:

1. Preparation for mediation

2. Mediation that went no where but to more (4+) meetings scheduled but now I know what

I'm being sued for, I think.

3. School started

4. Painted Lauren's room - still trying to get her stuff out of my room - daunting!!

5. Painted hall, including the 14' ceiling. Paintbrush taped on end of an extending pole works

great for those hard to reach places.

6. Research and document review for mediation - argh.

7. Had to finish on-line course for license renewal (will it matter if things go bad?) 91% on test.

I blame my score on Roger scratching for attention just when I started until I was done!!

8. Cracked rib - hard to sleep, hard to run

9. Caught a cold/flu type bug that knocked me out for a couple of days. When was the last time

I had a fever?

10. More research and paperwork review for mediation. Annoying!

11. More painting, office windows, FR windows and trim, and bathroom ceiling (ugh)

I am feeling better, I'm caught up on work (oh, yeah, throw that in the mix above) and my laundry is done for the day.

Maybe I'll shower.

I'm feeling weathered and I think my hairs on fire.

Yup. My hair is on fire.

I have had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week. Sunday afternoon things started to fall apart and it went downhill from there.

Sunday: Terrible dinner. I mean bad, tasteless and not enough of it. When I come away hungry and I ate everything on my plate it's bad. I also got lost and since I am directionally impaired and didn't get the help I needed quick enough I got mad.

Monday: I was home for 38 minutes between 8 a.m. and 6:15 p.m.. Enough said.

Tuesday: Tried to get to Lauren's room but was interrupted by kids, in-laws, work, in-laws, in-laws and I think I saw my husband in there somewhere around 9:30 p.m..

Wednesday: Lost my father-in-law. Well, I didn't lose him he lost himself. Thank goodness for a Good Samaritan that got him to pull over on Hwy 280 (he was going 15 mph) and lead him to where he needed to go. I called where he was supposed to be and had to go pick him up and then it was a driving circus running around with him on errands and getting him lunch. So, in the course of everything I lied (a necessary lie to keep FIL off road), stole (a key from his house - told MIL - so I could get to him if I need to), panicked twice and feel drained. And then I had to deal with the school district main office, a high school that my child doesn't attend and several people that told me, "...kids lie all the time about things like this...". WHAT?

Please spray me with seltzer water if you see me....

A flower by any name...

I love the color and the way the bloom by bursting open

suddenly. They don't smell but they are interesting!
I planted this the year we moved in but have forgotten the

name. I should go to a nursery to find out but since they

only bloom for about 2 months I forget until it's too late.

All Tylor

I would like to be able to say that Tylor was overtly excited about his baptism, but I can't. I would like to say we started on time, but I can't. I would like to say that everyone forgot about the announce last week in Sacrament meeting, but I can't.

What I can say is that it was a beautiful day. We started 4 minutes late - not too bad considering the pianist walked in at 3:03. Tylor said he was excited and if that's all the indication of his thrilled-ness I am going to get, I'll take it. And as expected I cried, not too much just one tissue worth.

Tylor was ready to go and when Brother Carruth finished the prayer Tylor almost dunked himself he was that eager. I thought, "Quick! Before Dad changes his mind!", was going through his head. I smiled at that one.

Almost as promised there were no talked scheduled but the bishop felt the need to inject a bit of spiritualness - and comment on the speed and efficiency of the program (maybe I'll be called as the "quick baptism coordinator"?), I had to smile at that one too.

Then we headed back to our house for pie - Sweet Cherry, Key Lime, Spiced Apple and a Cheesecake Tylor made by himself. It was lovely and perfect weather and perfect time of day for the event.

Heart is beaming full

Spiritual growth of child to more

Sum more than love, desire

Whot? Whot?

I am wondering, after watching The Madness of King George a few nights ago, if the mad, demented, or depressed see it coming? I wonder if my father-in-law knows how disconnected his conversations are from what the rest of us? I wonder if it all seems perfectly natural?

I have been depressed just once. It lasted about a week. It came on like a ton of bricks. I did not see it coming but it was a dramatic event (only for me) that triggered it. Once there I felt like I was scrambling up a wet well wall trying to get out. I could see the light but I couldn't get to it. I called my sisters looking for support (which they were), I reached out to my home teacher for a blessing: and lots of tearful prayer. I was on the verge of actually calling our GP to get a referral when suddenly it was gone. Nothing monumental happened to make it go, it was just gone.

I injured my hip earlier this week and haven't been able to run for the last three days. I have felt my attitude and outlook slipping into dark places that should be left well enough alone. I'm not depressed I'm just not thrilled with things. I wonder if my endorphin craving comes from me needing to keep myself healthy? I wonder if there are any others in our family and extended family that have similar issues and what do they do to keep themselves healthy and happy.

Good Will

Creating good will requires some effort. Good will can be accomplished with people who are willing to agree with me. Let's agree on the following:

1. The bear you got from your aunt - that you don't remember - isn't a "sentimental" item.

2. The sleeping bag you used when you were 5 isn't precious.

3. The clothes you have NEVER worn and have now grown out of are of no use to you.

4. The games that you no longer play because you are over the suggested age can be donated.

5. You will never use the PS-whatever it is again because you have a new PS-whatever.

6. Crunchy pillows, no matter who gave them to you, should leave the house.

Now if I can get my husband to realize that he will not be wearing those '90's suits or plaid slacks ever again we will be in great shape.

(Filled up the back of the Suburban and made a Goodwill run today!!!)