Patient Care

Last night it was time to tackle removing Michael's sling and changing his bandages. I joked with the nurses when I watched them do it that I was going to take pictures before I attempted doing it myself as I was not sure I would ever get everything back where it needed to be. Luckily, I really did take several pictures before removing the sling. Otherwise I'm not sure I would have ever gotten it back on.

I am squeamish to say the least. I was fine getting the sling off and the polar care pad but when I got to the actual bandage I had that "can I really do this?" thought. Then when I got the covering off and got to the gauze I thought "I'm not so sure about this" and by the time I got to the not stick pad that was stuck to the incisions I was thinking very ugly things about the surgeon who sent Michael home for me to deal with this.

I am proud to report I got the wounds cleaned, plastic wrapped so Michael could shower and re-bandaged without throwing up or passing out or injuring the patient!

Getting the sling back on proved a bit more challenging - the polar care contraption was easy but the sling was not. I thought I knew what I was doing. It came off easily but the stupid wedge made it almost impossible to get it back on as Michael can not raise his arm - his upper arm and shoulder are supposed to stay stationary. After working several minutes working on the wedge, I got to the straps and realized that I didn't know where one of them was suppose to go. So I whipped out the camera and looked at the pictures I took before taking the sling off. I didn't think I would really need the pictures but without them I think we would have ended up having to call someone to walk us through where everything went.

The picture that saved the day

From the time we started the process to finish (which included a shower) it only took one hour and 15 minutes to accomplish! I'm hoping it gets faster with practice or it is going to be a long six weeks!

No worries that I'll decide to go back to school for a nursing degree.
Jenn

Rock Climbing

Rehm decided he wanted to do something other than soccer this fall - do you see a pattern here? It would have been way to easy to have two kids doing the same thing in the same league so just to keep Mom and Dad on their toes Rehm decided to take a break.

He really wanted to take some type of martial arts. I'd love for him to but everything I looked into was very expensive or required a year long contract or both. I'm not willing to commit to a year of a sport and wasn't willing to pay over $100 a month for it either. Our gym offered a course but it was on Wednesday evenings and he already has choir then so that was out.

I found the rock climbing coures at the gym and proposed it. Rehm decided if martial arts wasn't a choice that rock climbing sounded like a great alternative.

He is the only boy in the class and probably the youngest as well. He is having a lot of fun. Today he made it all the way to the top of the wall on one of the courses! He was very pleased with himself, as well he should be!

Soccer

Charlotte decided to take a break from dance this year and try sports. She decided to start with soccer. So far she really seems to like it. Her team has four girls and 2 boys. They play three on three with no goalie. I love watching her play. She is not timid and when she is paying attention she does a great job.

Lining up for a shot

Warming up

Um Charlotte that is your teammate and you aren't suppose to use your hands. Did I mention she wasn't timid?

After soccer she says she wants to try t-ball in the spring and maybe basketball this winter if she is old enough.

Art Time

Ruby loves painting! Apparently she doesn't understand that paint is for paper not faces. But she sure has fun.

The Patient

Michael had surgery yesterday on his shoulder. They were able to do the surgery orthoscopically but not able to reattach the piece of bone he broke off of his shoulder socket. We arrived at the surgery center at 12:30 and left about 7:00pm. After the surgery they were going through all of care instructions for the polar therapy, changing dressings, medication, etc. I decided this should have been inpatient surgery not outpatient! I took in an adult male and I came home with a newborn! I have to give him pain meds around the clock at four hour intervals and refill his cooler fo the polar therapy about as frequently.

When they were giving the instructions for the polar therapy they made a point to tell me that it was very important that the pad not have direct contact with the skin as it could cause frostbite. For some reason that hit me as a very funny thing! I started laughing and the nurses, all three of them, looked at me like I was insane. Maybe I am.

Overall the patient seems to be doing well. His pain seems to be under control so far and he's in a good mood. I hope it continues.

In case you are wondering polar therapy is this contraption that starts with a cooler filled with ice water. There is a pad strapped to his shoulder that connects to the cooler. The cold water is pumped through some tubing through the pad and back to the cooler. It is basically a 24/7 icepack. It is supposed to help significantly with the pain. So far it seems to be working.

For the surgery and for pain management for several hours after the surgery they gave Michael a nerve block. It took them several tries before they found the right spot. The whole thing was sounded a bit freaky but it definitely worked. I don't think he had any feeling in his shoulder until around 5:00 this morning.

Tomorrow evening we have to change Michael's bandages. In order to do that I have to get his sling and polar therapy contraption off. I told him I was going to have to take pictures so I would know how to reattach everything after the fact.

Why is it when you have a c-section they send you home with steri strips and stitches and tell you to get it wet, but when you have threes small holes, instead of a 4 to 6 inch incision, you have to keep it dry and re-bandage every couple of days for 10 days. I don't understand.

I'll be sure to post pictures after I take them...
Jenn

Grandfather

This week Michael went to James Avery to pick up bracelets that had been engraved for Ruby and Eliza Claire. The lady working there wanted to know if they were for his granddaughters!

When he told me this I about hurt myself I was laughing so hard. Not the most sensitive reaction but at least an honest one.

His theory is that the sling combined with the gray hair add a few years...

Make sure the next time you see him you tell "grandpa" hello:)

Jenn

Things Heard around Mayhem Mania

Each time we see a lady with short dark hair the twins both pipe up with "There's my Cici!" "That my Cici!" Apparently they think it is time for Cici to come visit them. (hint, hint)

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On Sunday I got dresses out for the little girls to wear. I asked Ruby which one she wanted to wear. She picked one and said, "Cici made my dress!" Eliza Claire came over, grabbed the other dress and said "Papa made my dress!" She insisted all day long that Papa had made her dress.

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In the car yesterday we were listening to Veggie Tales. The song "Oh, Where is my Hairbrush?" came on. Here is the conversations that ensued:

Charlotte: Mommy, Grandma doesn't like this song.

Me: She doesn't?

Charlotte: NO! I wonder if Cici would like this song.

Me: Cici would probably tell you she can't hear the words it just sounds like noise.

Charlotte: Why?

Me: I don't know Charlotte but that is usually what she says about music.

Charlotte: I wonder if Papa would like it.

Me: I don't know.

Charlotte: I guess old people just don't like Veggie Tales!

I started to explain to her that her grandparent were not old. But then I realized that they are approximately 60 years older than her and in her world that is, well, old! And then I remember the conversation I had with Rehm the other day where he asked me if I was alive whe the Titanic sank! So apparently in their world I'm also old.

Jenn

Adult Weekend - Thanks Kelly and Bill

Michael and I finally got away for an adult weekend in August. Our dear friend Kelly got married at the Crystal Garden's at Navy Pier in Chicago. It was an absolutely beautiful wedding. I am so glad we were able to be there. Of course the deejay made the mistake of playing Shout and my husband had his typical Pavlovian response and had to gator (read roll around on the dance floor). Keep telling him he is too old for this but I think until he throws his back out or something there is not stopping him.

We left Austin on Thursday morning. We spent Thursday afternoon and Friday just enjoying being adults and not being interrupted every 5.3 minutes by someone who needs something. Thanks to all of Michael's traveling days to Chicago before the twins were born we were able to stay at the Fairmont in a wonderful suite. I felt very pampered. It was also a good thing that we were enjoying the perks of his travel the weekend before he left for two weeks in Europe. We ate yummy Chicago style pizza, we saw a movie. We slept late (that means 8am instead of 6am). We had adult conversations. It was wonderful.

Several of our friends from "the SABRE days" were in town for the wedding as well. Friday night we went to dinner with all of them. It is amazing that as a group we all still get along and have a great time together even though it has been years since some of us saw each other.

While in Chicago we got to go visit Dallas, Cathi and Griffin. It was great to finally see where they live as this is the first time we have visited them since they left the great state of Texas.

Our trip would not have been possible without Grandma and Grandpa and the Weatherbys. They each kept two children for the 3 days we were gone. Words can not begin to describe how much I appreciate them! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.

Here are a few more pictures from the weekend.

What are the Odds?

Last night I heard the unmistakable "thunk" that meant someone had fallen out of bed. Sure enough about 3 seconds later it was followed by crying. It was Ruby. Then about 10 seconds later and before I get to her room, I hear another "thunk" and more crying. It was Eliza Claire falling out of her bed!

Now what are the odds of having two children fall out of their beds 10 seconds apart? I found this so amazing that when I got back to my room I woke Michael to share it with him. He was not impressed or amused. Tell me how you sleep through two children falling out of the bed and crying about it?

Salvageable?

The kids decided to play outside while I was making dinner (a wonderful breakfast casserole from The Pioneer Woman with Jennifer's infamous changes). This is what I found when I went out to check on them.



Apparently they found enough water in the dogs' water bowls to make mud and proceeded to slather it all over.

Rehm was so proud that he was the cleanest kid. He still had mud all over the seat of his pants and couldn't grasp the concept that it didn't matter that he was the cleanest since he wasn't actually clean!


It was such a nice evening we decided to eat outside. When I took dinner out I noticed Charlotte had a yellow "stain" running down the side of her chin. Apparently she ate a "fruit" off of a tree in the back yard. I have no idea what it is. I "think" the tree is a wild persimmon but I don't know for sure. All I know is it gets these little green fruits about the size of a marble on it. I'm crossing my fingers that it isn't anything poisonous.

So the clothes have all been rinsed in the toilet, which all the kids thought was the grossest thing ever. And they are now in Hazel on the deep steam cycle with an oxyclean pre-wash. This is the first real test for Hazel and Alice. I'm anxious to see how they perform.

I just realized that I have a thing for naming inanimate objects and talking about them like they are part of the family. I wonder what that says about me...
Jenn

Caught!

OK, I have a deep, dark, ugly confession to make. When Michael travels out of the country I smoke! Yes there I said it. You read right. This very responsible mom of four smokes a few cigarettes every day when her husband leaves her with four children for two weeks. Now granted this is only the second time he has had to travel like this so this is not a regular occurrence. And when I say I smoke I mean one to four cigarettes a day. So you see this is really not a big deal. Mom, you don't need to call and give me a lecture and you don't need to worry about this becoming a habit (well beyond the Michael is out of the country habit).

So last night I got caught by Rehm. I always wait until they are in bed or in quiet time and go sit on the back patio to enjoy my smoke and get my sanity back. I really think it is more about taking the 10-15 minutes to just sit and be still than it is the actual cigarette. But I look forward to my "guilty pleasure" all day and know I get to indulge definitely gets me through bed and bath time times four.

Rehm came outside - he was supposed to be in bed. Here is the conversation that ensued.

Rehm: Mom, was that a cigarette you were holding?

Me: Yes.

Rehm: Were you smoking it?

Me: Yes.

Rehm: Do you have more?

Me: Maybe

Rehm: Why were you smoking that cigarette.

Me: I like to have one occasionally, like when your Daddy is out of the country. He knows I do this and you don't need to worry about it.

Rehm: Smoking is bad for you.

Me: Yes I know that and that is why only do this occasionally. YOU are supposed to be in bed. This is not something you need to worry about.

This morning he started in on the questions and lecture again. We went through the whole scenario again. I reminded him that I am a grown up and I know that smoking regularly is bad for you and that is why I only do it very rarely and that this was not something he needed to go tell everyone.

So any guesses on how many people he told at school today. I can hear it now. "You won't believe it, I caught my MOM smoking a cigarette!"

So there you have it, there is my dirty little secret. You all know it now. And if my son or daughter feels the need to share it with you, you now have all the facts.

Best Laundry Spray Ever!

My mom gave me this recipe and it truly is the best laundry spray. It is quick, easy and cheap to make. It gets out stuff that Shout and Oxy Clean weren't getting out, especially red stains - pizza sauce and the like. The instructions I was given were to wash immediately after applying but I have left it on clothes for 48 hours or so before washing with no problems. So use at your own risk but this is the only laundry spray I use now.

The Recipe:

Combine equal parts water, dish washing liquid and household ammonia in a spray bottle. Caution: Make sure you don't use with bleach or with a dish washing liquid containing bleach!

Enjoy!
Jenn

Designs by Cici

I have discovered a wonderful seamstress who makes all kind of wonderful creations. She makes kid items like aprons, car blankets, pillow cases, bags, dresses, etc. She also makes quilts, and women's purses and bags as well. She has a very exclusive client list and I'm lucky enough to be on it.

Here are her latest creations for my girls. Are they not adorable? They absolutely LOVE them and so do I. Charlotte even took hers for show and tell this week she loves it so much!

I've created a monster

Or a meteorologist! I'm not sure which. Yesterday Rehm came in the room when I was watching the Weather Channel. He was immediately mesmerized and proceeded to watch about 2 hours of hurricane coverage. For the rest of the day everything that came out of his mouth pertained to Ike and what he had learned on the Weather Channel. My thought at the time was that it was educational and sciencey but man, I'm tired of his weather updates!

I guess there are worse things he could be interested in...

The Fort Worth Zoo

As a treat for the kids on the way back from NC we spent several hours at our favorite zoo. I absolutely love this zoo and was glad to finally get the chance to share it with my children.

Hey, do I know you?

Whose the Monkey?

Really big snake - Rehm made me take it's picture. It was awake and moving around.

Ruby climbing an ant hill

Charlotte climbing the ant hill

Rehm climbing the ant hill

Eliza Claire taking her turn

Woebegones

Checking out the gazelle's

Some kind of Black bear, maybe an Asian black bear? Don't remember.

Lion
Checking out the Bengal tiger
Jaguar

Chimps
Look how many kids can fit on a Komodo dragon

It is no coincidence that they are all dressed in red. It makes it much easier to locate everyone in a crowded space when they are all wearing the same color. I guess we really are our own little school. Kind of crazy when your family operates more like a school than a family. Oh well, what's a girl to do? Actually, Michael did the packing so I guess he gets to take credit for their attire this time.

Beach Trip

See I really did get around to writing about this year's beach trip.

We really had a fabulous time. The turtle hatching was by far the highlight of the trip. It truly was a once in a lifetime experience.

Other things we enjoyed were window markers

Playing at the beach with cousin Zander.

Eliza Claire loved playing in the tidal pools but wanted absolutely nothing to do with the "big ocean!"

Going to the aquarium.

Alligators

The twins thought the otters were cats. You can see one "cat" looking at the girls on the far side of the water.

Playing in the pool.




We had grits on the balcony :)


We got to see a water spout.

And we even got cool souvenirs! Each child had $5 to spend. I took pictures because I knew by the time we got home some or all would be lost. Eliza Claire still LOVES her hat and Rehm wears his necklace to school frequently.

Ring and Necklace (love the pose!)

Necklace and two matching braceletsHat

Necklace and sea shell

In the middle of our trip, Michael had to go to Toronto for a conference for work. He was gone from Wednesday afternoon until midnightish Friday. Not ideal for our vacation to the beach but still a nice time for everyone.

For more pictures from our trip to the beach click here.