Catching Up...

Catching Up...

Casey cooks up a few shrimp for lunch...

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Good Afternoon All;

First of all, to let you all know I am still having a very hard time navigating anywhere on Multiply. It takes forever for your pages to come up and to load and to go to a next blog or to look at anything. Please forgive me for not getting around as I once did back in the old days of our 360 world. You are all still so very special to me. And to those that I can still get to your blogs on 360, I say Thank you!

And on to my blog...

I apologize for not writing; having just been so very tired. Also having had to keep myself off the phone line too, as we waited (and waited) for just one magical return phone call from Froedtert.
I cannot begin to tell you how many times I repeated Caseys story to anyone willing to listen to me down there. Thank goodness they have an 800 number.
Only one person that answered wanted (demanded) to give me the direct number to the GI Clinic.
Refusing that, she then wanted to know WHY I wanted to talk to them-
(Sorry lady, even I know your job is NOT to prequalify anyone)...

Mostly though, I got sent to a lot of voice mails and promptly forgot how to act when a real LIVE person came on the line!
hehehe

Yes, I will be bringing her down next Friday... Earlier if her pain returns.

Wait. She still has pain.
I brought her to the clinic yesterday. The hospital had only given her a few days worth of the Oxycontin and Oxycodone anyway. Her regular doctor is still out of town, and we met another very nice doctor who actually took the time to familiarize himself with Caseys medical history, and with the latest "erred" record from St. Marys Hospital here in town.
(And I use the term "erred" lightly)...

Yes, I get angry about all of this, because there have been so many times that I have felt so very helpless just watching as the medical profession has done little or nothing.
'Jewel' said it best... "My whole goal is to keep my spirit intact. If that doesn't happen, none of this is worth it."

Due to the nature of the beast inside of Casey, they now have switched her to two different types of morphine. Like the Oxy drugs she was on, one is longer acting, one is shorter. But hallelujah, they seem to be working a bit better for her pain too!

She has an unknown spot on her liver.
Also something in the right midsection of her right lung too. (This is nowhere near to where they had done the pleurodesis or the partial removal of her lung either).

Too many questionable things that they failed to even inform us of.

Her ECG had come back 'abnormal' as early as her trip to the ER- And had remained UNCHANGED as she had that crushing pain in her chest and that seizure. (The episode where they tried to tell us it was anxiety)? Yeah, I don't think so!
WTF??? (Sorry, but I am so far past trying to be nice)...
CLICK HERE if you missed that story.

This happened the night before they released her???
What in Gods name were these 'professionals' thinking?
Or am I wrong to be concerned, (mountains out of molehills and all that)?
>sigh< I am simply losing my mind...

Of course I also wonder WHY on earth her own father has not contacted/visited her?
(I called his work when no one would answer at his home or even his cell).
And what of her two eldest sisters?
(Oh yes, they know. I raised them better than that, this blog is open, and they are NOT stupid).
This is NOT the time to be playing your childish, petty, and stupid games!

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As I woke yesterday and after the sun had come up, I realized I had to get out of the house (or do the damn dishes).
hehehe
I chose the walk to the woods with the dogs. After all, it has been over that magical 32 degree mark for a while during the days here, and we have also had enough sunshine to remove a bit of the depth of the snow.
As it was early and still chilly, I put the old snowpants on anyway, and the snowmobile boots...

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Mama Milly runs way ahead of Punk and I...

The Punk always has to turn around as if to ask me, "Why so slow?"

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Miss Milly, way back by the woods...
(And, I think, with the ball she had left there 2 weeks ago)!

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While Punk waited for me to catch up, she inspected a furrow...

Nothing too interesting...

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So she comes running back to me to tell me to "HURRY!"

The snow was still quite deep in places.
I tried to stay on top of the plowed furrows.

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Part of the river is actually open!!!

Milly, actually is down in the weeds (lower left quad) in this picture.

And even with my coaxing, Punk would NOT go down.

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Maybe her STICK INCIDENT is still too fresh in her mind.
And she wasn't about to be taking any chances.
(Click here if you don't know what happened to her eye)
Her eye does seem fine.
Though I still must bring her in for her recheck.

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Staggering back home about an hour later~ Hey, what can I say??? I'm out of practice fighting snowbanks and all ...between my extreme back pain, and the lack of snowfall. (No Mother Nature, this is NOT a complaint)!
So, I actually took a break. Realizing a bit too late that sitting down was something that I should not have done with respect to my stupid back, I jokingly told Punk to "go get Casey"...

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...And she was off like a shot!
But returned just as quickly,
She must've realized she had no opposing thumb to open the door.
hehehe

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In the meanwhile, her wandering Mama Milly had disappeared off to places unknown once more.
I have no idea where she goes; and as I stumbled back into the yard, I got into Caseys car and drove down the road looking for this wandering spirit of a dog that I have.
No luck...
But she did return home about 45 minutes later...

I'd better close for now and get busy. I believe I have about 9 months of dishes to do. (OK, maybe it only looks like that)... And of course my ever present, and beckoning laundry hamper.

Time for me to fly!

I hope you are all having a wunnaful, warm week.

My love to all.

XOXO,
Anne

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Posted on Y!360 on Thursday March 20, 2008 - 01:38pm (CDT)