Baking Dad's cake

Last night Cindy decided that , due to my infirmity, she would take on the task of baking Mike's Birthday cake. Now this may not sound like a big deal as many girls bake cakes, cookies , and other wonderful things by the age of nineteen. I in fact was engaged at nineteen and it was a normal occurrence for me to cook dinners complete with deserts often. Cindy however, has lead a sheltered life where cooking is concerned and even though she has helped bake she has never done a solo cake, especially for Mike who is very picky about his cake. This made me nervous but since I had a doctor's appointment this morning I was not here to help her. Since she worked midnight shift last night and is scheduled again tonight she had the cake cooling and was in bed when I got home. When she got up for dinner, she pulled me aside and whispered that the cake had been messed up. Being level headed( must have been from the pain meds that I took because I am usually Mrs anxiety)I said no problem there is always Dairy Queen. No she said, it is OK, just the bottom layer cracked. Poor girl doesn't know a success when she sees one. Anyway, the cake looked fine and tasted wonderful too. Very moist and better than many that I have made. So here is a picture of Mike and his special Birthday cake. Thank you Cindy, Dad and I both appreciate it !

Comic relief curbs tense moment

We have all been there when that one well meaning person, who experiences times when his or her brain does not seem to keep up with their mouth, has just had a sentence escape that they and someone else both wish could be snatched back.
Today as Mike and I exited my OB/Gyn's office into his waiting room, I heard some random woman say..... "That's the problem with coming here. Everyone thinks that everyone else is pregnant" Since I was not in the conversation nor even sure who made the statement, I continued to the door where there were a couple women ahead of Mike and I. As we walked to the elevator there was one woman inside holding the door . As I waited for these two women to board, the one in front of me nervously asked.... " is there room for us ?" the woman inside responded" it's just me in here..... I know I'm big, but I think you can fit"( this woman was less than half of my size) The two women entered as did Mike and I. Once in, the first woman in said" gee... first you mistake me for being pregnant.... now you imply that I take up a whole elevator ! then the woman nervously laughed .The third woman repeated what I heard in the office "That's the problem with coming here. Everyone thinks that everyone else is pregnant" There was then silence as my eyes shifted to Mike he laughed and blurted out "Don't look at me !" everyone laughed as we exited the elevator. Yep sometimes comedy does break a tense situation.

Happy Birthday to my other half !

We love you !

One week post op and doing well

I just returned from my one week and one day post op doctor appointment and am proud to now be staple free ! I am also starting to feel more human and can even tolerate changing positions more than a couple times a day, Thanks be to God !

We did unfortunatly find what seems to be a possible infection. Please pray that the antibiotics that were perscribed, do the trick.

Day book March edition

Outside my window … I see sun shine and brown wet grass that was covered by so much snow for so long

I am thinking … about how my recovery is going so well but yet there are still so many snags that I wish I would just get through already.

I am thankful for … Mike and the kids who,though having a tendency to upset me at times, still love and care for me and would do anything I asked, even if it does include an eye roll. Also for friends and family who have been concerned enough to call, send flowers and cards and so many other thoughtful things that I never expected.

I am hoping … that I can soon get in and out of bed without pain

On my mind … looking forward to this summer's vacation and thinking that I should use my free time to finalize flight reservations, pre boarding passes and other things

Noticing that … The weather finally gets nice when I am unable to go out and enjoy it

A few plans for the week … Just to relax and try not to do anything that I am not supposed to

From the kitchen … We will be eating the food that I stockpiled with possibly a few takeout foods thrown in there.

Around the house … Much needs to be done but it is mostly on hold for right now

One of my favorite things … Moist chocolate cake with butter cream icing

A picture I am sharing …



get well balloons and one ( of several)vases of flowers that I received while in the hospital.

Home early

Though my doctor got more than he bargained for when his incision showed that my entire uterus had adhered to my abdominal wall( a sign common in those with autoimmune disorders like lupus) as well as a huge cyst had appeared on my ovary, the surgery went very well. A little more than two hours after its start I was awakening in recovery. Next thing I knew I was in a room. Though I feel like I have been beaten with a series of clubs and ball bats, I have to admit that this was not near as bad as I had expected. Many people had told me that it would be worse than a c section, which having three, I consider myself a pro at. In reality, this was not near as bad . Within hours after surgery I was setting in a chair, which impressed my doctor to the point that he suggested that I start walking at about twelve hours post surgery. Though I didn't do as perfectly as I would have liked to, I found myself way above schedule and discharged less than forty eight hours after surgery. Though this hospital was the best that I have ever been in, I still was happy to come home. As for now, I am feeling rather tired and the pain meds have kicked in so I think I will head for bed but first wanted to thank everyone for their prayers.

Surgery in less than 24 hours

Well I finished cooking pounds of pasta in meat sauce, huge pots of chili and chicken soup, baked a ham,grilled three pounds of chicken breast then cut it up into baggies for chicken salads or adding to another side dish and plan to make a couple potato casseroles , and have even prepared a Lenten Friday meatless meal of Parmesan encrusted tilapia and mac and cheese which simply need to be heated in the oven for a half an hour. This should take care of the families food needs while I spend three days in the hospital. A week ago there was a chance that I would be able to simply have an outpatient procedure and come home but after a doctor's consultation on Monday, Mike and I decided that the time is now to stop trying quick fixes ( that are not long lasting) and to just do what we have to do. I paid all of the bills yesterday so that will be done for a month while I recover and I will even have my roots dyed this afternoon ( Now that is important :-) Then tonight I will pack my bag and try to sleep a couple hours before getting ready to be the the surgical center at 5:00 AM( just updated to 6:00am). Mike has taken a couple days vacation so he will take me and Cindy , who also has taken a couple days off, will get Robby on the bus and then come to be with Mike and me post surgery.Michael will get home from school and wait for Robby then they will eat and come to the hospital later in the evening. Yes, I think that it is all worked out. Just a little more prep and lots of prayers. Many of you have asked if you can do anything and my reply has been pray. I know that a couple of you want to be at the hospital waiting with Mike which is great( come one come all...... BTW this surgical center offers free coffee and pop and sells huge brownies( with M&M's )for only seventy five cents so don't worry about stopping for coffee first) but Prayer is ultimately what we need and the best part is that you don't need to travel, get a sitter, spend money or anything else to help us out.
It will probably be a few days before I post ( unless the new pain meds that they told me about are as good as they say) so for now... Thank you all for your thoughts and Prayers... They are surely appreciated.