Poor Cindy

In anticipation of a car( hopefully) soon, Cindy has picked out the following vanity plate

too bad that the following applies.
see what is available at Ohio Bureau of Motor Vehicles - oplates.com

Update

First of all the check that I had to cash this morning cashed at the bank from which it was drawn with no problem. I was already to have a problem but was so relieved when all went well.

Secondly I have an update on my Grandmother. I guess that the ER doctors at the hospital the other night failed to realize that the ambulance gave Grandma an IV which contained Glucose. It seems that though several of Grandma's children take turns taking her meals when the daughter who she lives with is working, Grandma has not been eating. We are not sure whether she is not feeling hungry or whether she is just not thinking about it but her meals are not getting eaten . As most are aware this creates a major problem for an insulin dependant diabetic. Due to this current problem and her age the doctor wants her to have round the clock care . No one is thrilled about a nursing home ( especially her) but the doctor is pushing that route at least temporarily. Please continue to pray for the best on this matter.

What a day !

Since I have an appointment with the bank at eight thirty this morning, I can't go back to bed . Because of this , my lucky readers, I have decided to tell you about my day yesterday. Actually I will start with Tuesday night . Before karate Mike and I went to look at the car that Cindy found the night before. Mike and I took it for a test drive and though it needed a CV joint replaced, new brakes and tires, and a few other minor problems, we decided that Mike was quite capable to fix it up for her and since the price was right and it had low miles we agreed to buy it . I went to the bank before Mike got home and was ready to go when he got here. We did not tell Cindy that we were purchasing it so it would be a surprise. All went well, the papers were signed and we were on our way. We drove the car to My parents when Mike noticed a few problems that he didn't before. One being that the odometer didn't work. I guess that explained why the mileage was low. Mike called the salesman and explained the problem but was told that he would have to await a call in the morning. We decided that the car was going back. Luckily the guy's shop is next to his home so we were able to talk with him. After a few moments of Mike and him discussing the problems and how it"could" be fixed, I asked for a refund. The man agreed but had night dropped our cash and had to issue a company check. (Which is why I have a date with the bank this morning) We accepted the check and pray that it cashes and that this is the end of this adventure. Now though I am nervous about car shopping . Just wonderful since Cindy also finally got her permit yesterday and desperately wants a car now. We thought that we were off the hook when My dad gave her a car a couple years ago but after setting for a couple years without being driven it needs more work now than Mike is wanting to do . I am sure that it will all work out in the end and maybe twenty years from now I will tell my grand kids the story of their Mom's almost first car.

It's not Miracle Monday but I got a miracle !

My miracle is not earth shattering but is none the less a miracle. As I stated in an earlier post Michael was supposed to get his cast off on the twenty first , three short days before his next surgery. This was posing a great problem in getting to Kings Island without having him in a cast and though I was determined, it was looking bleak. My miracle came yesterday in the realization that Michael had gotten his cast wet and that it was falling apart . I took him in to the doctor's today ready to get a new cast when the doctor who was covering for ours, who is on vacation, decided to take pity on us and not put on another cast. Michael and I both promised to keep his air boot on his foot except when he is sleeping or in water and we were on our way. Since Michael can now walk on his foot and even get it wet we can now go to Kings Island this weekend and not use as much of Mike's vacation time plus we can spend a couple hours in the water park as well as swim in the hotel pool. Again I am reminded that God is in control even when I am beating my head against the wall. Someday I will learn to trust and have faith.... Until then I ask God's patience and forgiveness.

Prayers please

As yesterday's post may have conveyed, I was trapped in a rather stressful morning. Unfortunately , stressful mornings tend to turn into stressful days and this was no exception. As the kids and I were running errands to the small Mennonite pantry shop where I get my lunch meats, paying on my new stove lay a way at Sheeley's, Paying the water bill down town, and a host of other stops that I would have rather not had to do, My Dad called and left a message. It seems that I told him that the kids would mow his lawn Monday afternoon and forgot completely about it. It all worked out because he was calling to ask if we could make it later . I guess that Mom is starting to feel dizzy quite a bit now due to her clogged carotid artery and is still in the process of getting the cardiologist to OK the surgery as well as trying to clear up a infected tooth before she undergoes this risky surgery. Thankfully Dad is now retired and able to help out so yesterday he took Mom's place in watching my brother's children. Things worked out fine and Dad came over at five thirty to pick up Cindy. About half an hour after they left Cindy's cell phone was calling. Thankfully they were not in an accident or anything but she wanted to ask Mike to go look at a car that they seen for sale. While they were on cell phones Dad called on the home phone. I answered to him asking if I could pick Cindy up as they just got a call that my ninety year old Grandmother was just rushed to the hospital. I was on my way without asking questions but later found out that she has been having spells that everyone thought were diabetes related. However once at the hospital her glucose levels were fine. The hospital staff concluded that Grandma is probably going through the natural processes that occur near the end of life. Please if you would keep Grandma, her eleven children, twenty seven ( plus more by marriages) grandchildren , and many many great grandchildren plus a few great greats in your prayers.

Did you know that the Red Cross offers a canine CPR class?

I have mentioned before that Cindy is trying to secure a job in a Veterinary clinic as part of her vocational education this coming school year. The clinic which she aspires to work at has proven, to past students, to be rough to get into. Cindy has been told that her chances are not as good as she would hope but has insisted on trying. So far it looks pretty good for her as her job shadowing report was the best that her instructor has seen in her many years of teaching, but the battle is not won yet. Before her interview, Cindy's instructor has dropped some suggestions . One of which was a canine CPR class. I didn't know that these were available but they sure are and are well attended I guess. Cindy took her class yesterday and came home with some interesting facts . One is that human ice cream contains a parasite that though not at all harmful to humans destroys canine brain cells. Though my current Cocker Spaniels will not eat ice cream, my previous ones all loved it. All of my friends and family also feed their dogs ice cream on a regular basis . Nobody has ever mentioned that this may not be a good idea. Brewster's and Handles even offer doggy cones or sundaes. Amazing. I plan to ask my vet about this at our next appointment. Until then I think I will try to find time to read the manual and see what else I may be doing to hurt my beloved family members.

Doing my best to give these kids a trip !

I got the call this morning that Michael's surgery is scheduled for August twenty fourth at five forty five AM. His cast should come off the other foot on August twenty first at five o'clock PM . So I figure that we will leave for Kings Island ( a eight hour drive) at two or three AM on August twenty second. Get there at about the time that the park opens. Spend all day in the park. Stay the night at a local hotel. Then head home on the twenty third, just in time to sleep a couple hours before Michael is due at the surgical center on the twenty fourth. Sounds rushed but due to Michael being in a cast most of the summer as well as a host of other little things that have cropped up along the way, it is our only chance to get there before it closes for the season without Michael having a cast on which prevents him from riding most of the rides not to mention the water park. Since this plan has been conjured up in my mind , it has already been threatened twice in just two hours. The next phone call that I got was from Cindy's doctor's office who had to cancel her appointment later this week and wanted to reschedule on the twenty third. Since if the Delphi tentative agreement passes this weekend,, we will loose our good insurance October first, I was between the proverbial rock and hard place on what to do. I pleaded for another appointment before October but all seems booked I was told. I told the girl that I would call back and hung up almost in tears. Luckily another opening was found and I was called with the good news. I breathed a sigh of relief only to realize that I needed to make a couple more appointments and that doing things this way will eat most of Mike's vacation time leaving no room for even emergencies. What to do? Normally I would not even think of a trip , even this small of one, under these conditions but it has been such a stressful summer with doctor appointments, two of three kids having surgeries , and a whole host of other road blocks, that I will not bore you with. Plus we hold the tickets so this park visit would not cost us anything besides gas and one night in a hotel . Will this trip actually happen? Only the Lord knows for sure , but if it doesn't nobody can blame me.