My Poor Honey

My blog has become such a therapeutic place for me to put my feelings into perspective. It really has been fun!

So now for the next saga...Tabb is wearing a cardiac halter monitor. He's been having problems with tachycardia (fast heart rate) since Fall of 2008. All of his tests thus far have been ok, but no one wants to deal with continuous fast heart rate and/or high blood pressure. He's not responding to medicines; so now we have to find the underlying cause. Yesterday in Sacrament Meeting, while he was giving a talk, he became short of breath and ghostly white. I found myself looking around the room for the nurses and doctors in attendance. Tabb loves to give talks and he rather animated about his topic: something to do with the # of publications of the Book of Mormon. (side note...he's been collecting an addition from every revision). Anyway, he made it through the meeting and I got the High Priests to administer to him.

Tonight we're supposed to go for a brisk walk and see what the result will be to his heart. Geez....I feel like I need to follow him with a defibrillator. I'm the one that's probably going to code from the stress of it all!! Keep him in your thoughts and prayers.

Daddy/Daughter Dance

Tabb, Daniel, and Brian escorted lovely young ladies to the dance last night. I was at home holding down the fort with Nicolas and Cory (both of which were engrossed with the Disney Channel and the XBox). So...it was just me and the cat. I watched "Sky High." It's a fun Disney Movie about teens with super powers. I know you all want to know...what would be my favorite super power. Hummmm.....the flying thing is tempting. I would probably want to turn back time. Just like superman did when he saved Lois Lane during the earthquake. Okay....really....my superpower would be cleaning my house in the "blink of an eye" or blinking myself to different locations. I think I want to be a Genie minus the bottle. No...everyone...I'm not taking any medication right now. Although it appears I might be!!

The girls had fun last night. The dance ended at a family favorite place - Goodberry's (Ice Cream). To be honest....there's nothing for Mother's and Son's....I'm a little jealous. The boys don't even want us on their Scout trips. Time to get ready for Church. Happy Sabbath to all!!

Once there was a snowman.......

We had a rare snow fall in March. Nicolas worked for 3 hours on his "2 sided" snowman. Elder on one side, cool dude on the other. Can't elders be both at the same time??? Just wondering. Anyway, it's absolutely beautiful today. I love the snow hanging all over the trees.

Health update for all who want to know.....my hearing is messed up. Everything sounds muffled, like I'm trying to hear through water. (probably some truth to that). My headache is unrelenting, painful, awful (have I described it enough?)!! Doctor put me on levaquin for the next 5 days. I don't know what's worse...my headache or hearing my own pulse through the muffled sound!

Tossing the Ole Cookies

I'm sick! My stomach is cramping, my body aches, I want to toss my cookies and toss the milk toast. Nicolas just called from school and he's not feeling well. It's the Attack of the Flu Bug!!! I've even thrown open all the windows downstairs to allow cool air in and flu out. Don't worry Tabb. I turned off the furnace!

Milk Toast and a Scary Photo

When I was little, my mom made milk toast whenever we were sick. It was a sure-fire cure to get you back on your feet!! Why??? Because it was disgusting! You'd rather pretend to be well than eat it. However, my mom always said it would cure "what ails you." So....some 40 years later....I made the call to my Mom that I thought I would never, ever make.....I called and asked for Milk Toast!!! I must really be sick.

Milk toast is a breakfast food consisting of toasted bread and sugar dipped in or covered in hot milk into which a small amount of butter has been melted. Cinnamon and raisins may be added. Milk toast was a popular food throughout the late 19th century and early 20th century, especially for young children and for the ailing, for whom the food was thought to be soothing and easy to digest. Although not as popular today, milk toast is still considered a comfort food.

Milk toast's soft blandness inspired the timid and ineffectual comic strip character Caspar Milquetoast, drawn by Harold Webster from 1924 to 1952. The term "milquetoast" has since adopted a new meaning: a timid, shrinking, apologetic person.

I Needed to Read this Quote

"No pain that we suffer, no trial that we experience is wasted. It ministers to our education, to the development of such qualities as patience, faith, fortitude and humility. All that we suffer and all that we endure, especially when we endure it patiently, builds up our characters, purifies our hearts, expands our souls, and makes us more tender and charitable, more worthy to be called the children of God . . . and it is through sorrow and suffering, toil and tribulation, that we gain the education that we come here to acquire and which will make us more like our Father and Mother in heaven"--Orson F. Whitney, in Kimball, Faith Precedes the Miracle, 98

Oh Daniel.....

Men and their machines! Daniel just had to ride a scooter through the neighborhood without a helmet, without shoes, and well...without thinking (I love you son). So...he ended up in the emergency room with a concussion, road burns everywhere and thankfully, no broken bones. We're all grateful that he's ok...and yes...the scooter faired better than he did!