Pant, Like You Mean It!

After such a long Winter,
the grass is so desperate to grow
even through this pine cone its shoots are thriving.
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Wherever the sunshine goes growth will follow
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Good Morning Everyone, and Happy Weekend too.

My apologies for being away. I am trying to be outside work a bit more done- Catching up from last Fall is probably closer to the truth.

It has been a wonderful~way~of~warm for the past few days. If there is a choice of being outside in the sunshine, or inside; suffice to say I will be inside only long enough to mess the place up.
The warmth won't keep yet as the high tomorrow is to be only 46; giving me plenty of time to clean up my messy house.

There is a burning ban now- not one single April Shower for us yet. It is so very dry that the hose is already hooked up.

I raked some, weeded some, and transplanted a few of Casey's perennials- Her Salvias, to up front where they can be enjoyed. They are just now breaking ground.

And yes, already there are a few brave flowers that had the strength to survive Winter and proudly poke up their heads (and their petals).

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Back by the woods a few days ago, to spy the first brave butterfly!
There were two- the other not as brave as this one.

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.Such are the signs of Winter ending...
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Even Mr Miller and Miss Punk are more than happy
being able to have the warmer fresh air.

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They even pant and mean it!
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I have a few leftover pictures from Minnesota that I still want to post for you.

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Casey took this one as we visited her and we all got to walk outside
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I returned that favor as she found the piano.
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Whether it's music or a sheet of plain paper, the girl is an artist.

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Case in point,
Greg recently made the mistake of leaving Casey alone...

...with a laundry marker

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hehehe
Nice job!
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While we were at the hotel, Punk was very restless one night- At 3 AM, I took her out for a walk-

All was well...

...Until we came back inside.

She stopped for a moment at a door down the hall from ours. And suddenly got very upset by something she had smelled/seen/(whatever).
With a low growl, she came running to me with her tail between her legs.

This is not her nature at all.

Nor was this...
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Bewildered by something.
(There had been no noise from within that room).
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The rest of that night was spent with her staring at our door.
Watching and waiting with an occasional growl.
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We slept about 5AM-
She remained oddly vigilant.

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After the following day at the hospital, I was bit hungry. I had stopped at the Arbys right across the road from the hotel.

Not sure of what the difference was on the ham sandwiches, I asked the guy to recommend one or the other.
He did, saying that one had the wheat bread, was toasted; and with the tomato, the mustard, and the mayo was very good.
I chose to believe him.

I was more than let down when I opened the wrapper to eat it a few moments later.

I could have gotten a paper cut from the 2 tomatoes in it; and barely even saw the mustard and the mayo.
The lettuce was brown under the meat too.
One little teeny slice of cheese.
What you can't tell from the picture is the fact that this bread was thicker sliced than your regular bread.

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Needless to say, as I picked at the sandwich I was dreaming of home.
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Casey's "leftover" colon is healing well. But not without pain either.

While we were in Minnesota, we only got 1/3rd of her prescribed meds, knowing that she would get these refilled much cheaper here than at the pharmacy there.
(I'd paid $1800.00+ the last time she was discharged from that hospital).

She still has much pain going on, and had an appointment with her pain management office yesterday morning, with the nurse practitioner. She would not refill Dr. Sutherland's prescription.
Nor would she even contact U of Minnesota. It throws a nasty wrench into the mess that Dr. Sutherland is out of the country until the end of the month.
Casey has enough meds to get her through for a while, but will need to visit either Minnesota now, or her regular doctor here.
When you go to a pain management doctor you sign a paper that says you will only get your painkillers ONLY from them.
That does make sense, until this happens anyway.
She asked to see the doctor instead of only the nurse practitioner, and was told he wasn't in. She had to make an appointment to see him. (May 7th).
She does not have enough to get her through to that, so they gave her another extension to call. That lady (Rita, another NP) wouldn't do anything either.
Dr. Sutherland's office will have his on-call surgeon contact Casey on Monday. They know she only got a partial fill on all of her prescriptions.

Casey puts on this great face to the world, walks proudly with her cane; and quite like that Energizer Bunny just keeps going and going and going.

That my friends is only one of the things that make her so great.

Shari wrote yesterday and asked if Casey was able to tolerate solid foods yet.
I am happy to say that she is more than able, and has been "on" normal foods since she was released from the hospital too.
(Sheesh, I do hate to use "normal" and "Casey" in the same sentence). hehehe

Truth of the matter is that if Casey can't have those foods, 'she' becomes a bit less than tolerable...

As do I -when the sun is out, and I am "in".

Have a "wunnaful" weekend!

XOXO
Anne

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posted to my Y! 360, Saturday April 18, 2009 - 11:15am (CDT)