Dad In Hospital

Dad had a heart attack this morning early. I have been at the ER and hospital most of the day. It is not good. I am home for a while to get mother settled in, my sister is down from Tulsa to stay with her. My brother PE and I will be taking turns staying with Dad through the night. He is not one to be alone.

Please pray...............

Love ya

Hello Girls

Well, I guess the summer sun is going to go and hide away soon and move aside for the beautiful colors of fall take it's place. I love the fall but just not ready for it's arrival!

So I thought I had better get out in the blog world and find out what each of you have been up to. It has been a fast summer which I hate but that is the way it is. Seems that we just get going and it is September. Where did it go.

We have several projects to do this fall and one of them is very important to me and I guess I will get out and get busy helping. We are painting our house. We live in a red brick home but we have wanted to paint if for a couple of years now. Trouble is I have not been able to find the right color. So the back of the house has these 4'x4' patches of different color paint all over one half of the back of the house. Hahahahaha!!

BUT I have found the paint and it is beautiful! It is hard to tell you the color because it is not sage green and it is not charcoal but it is sagiecharcoal! (is that a word?)
If you look at it one way it is sage but if you look at it from a far in the dusk of the evening it is charcoal!

There is a business on the south side of town across the street from a grocery store that we occasionally shop at and this business has the perfect color on the outside. I finally just walked over there and went in and talked to the owner about the color of the outside paint. They were so nice and they looked and looked in the store house outside for an old can but never could find an old can. BUT they did tell me where they got the paint and I was welcome to go and find the card, so that is exactly what I did and came back to their business after hours and took all my cards out of my purse and laid them all out on the side of their building! After a few minutes, there is was, the right color card and I was soooooooooooo excited!

Now we need to paint. My job is to trim all around the windows and doors and tape off the windows with newspaper. I can do that! I am going to try and start that tomorrow or Sunday afternoon and get it started. I will take before and after pictures. Our plan is to put dark charcoal shutters on it but that might be early spring. We will see how far we get.

We are also in the process of planning something else but I am going to wait just a little while before I share with you! We are so excited about it and it is something that we have waited for a long time! I will take pictures soon and tell you !!!!!!!!!

Well, Mom is doing good and let me tell you what I have done. I went on goggle and studied about anemia. Well there is a plethora of information out there and what I have found is that beet juice and wheat grass juice is like the CURE for anemia! So I have ordered a juicer that will handle beets and wheat grass and starting in a few days Mother will be getting about 4 ounces of beet and wheat grass juice mixed with carrot and apple juice daily.

I believe that God has provided us with exactly what we need for our bodies and if we will just study and read we will discover that the Dr's do not always know what is needed. I am going to believe God that this will help Mom to build good red blood cells . Also the wheat grass being high in chlorophyll is absorbed into the blood stream instantly taking with it oxygen which helps to clean the fog from our minds! I am praying that it helps Mom's dementia. Anyway, I was so hurt by what this hospital did with her I need to find a way to help her without depending on others that do not care.

I am in the process of writing letters to the hospital and to a few newspapers about what happened at the hospital. Let our voices be heard. God help us if we sit quietly while the enemy rages in our land. We are called as warriors and warriors we should be. Stand up and voice what is ours by right as free people and by right as children of the most high God!

Ok, I am climbing off my soap box now!

I need to get off here and get this posted and get out and about and visit! I have so much to catch up on so I am headed to YOUR blog!

What have YOU been up to?

p.s. I am in the process of changing my blog so be patient as I get all the colors figured out!

Three Pints of Blood too High a Price

Well, home health was not to draw blood from Mother. They tried from 7:30 a.m. to 10:30 a.m.After three different LPN's and three hours I asked them to stop and I would take her to the hospital. Also the LPN last here said that Mother has a build up of fluid around her heart and she is swollen all over so she sees the Dr at 1:30 this afternoon.

I left for the hospital at 11:00 a.m. Taking her to the lab there. We are only about 5 minutes from the hospital.

It only took about 15 minutes and then back home to wait for results and a Dr appointment at 1:15. About 5 minutes after getting mom home the phone rang and it was the Dr's office telling me to get mother to the hospital ER right now. Her hemoglobin was 4.9 and it should be 12. She was in danger of heart failure and needed blood right now. The Dr had called the ER and they were waiting for us when we got there. That was at 12:00 noon and at 5:00 p.m. they were finally taking her upstairs to a room and get the blood started.
The wheels turn slowly.

Mom needed 4 pints of blood and it takes at least 3 hours for one pint and did you know that when they give you blood they give you equal amounts of IV fluid and LASIX with each pint.
You know what Lasix does! It makes you go pee!!!!!!!!!! Mother started peeing about 5 minutes after the started the first pint of blood and got up every 10 minutes to go pee for the next 3 hours.

I guess you have figured out by now that we missed the concert and most of the day from the ER at noon to moving up to the room at 5:00 I cried. I am not sure what it was all about but most likely a mixture of worry about Mom and disappointment that we did not get to have just a few hours for ourselves.

My brother Paul was out of town and could not get back at all to help and there is no one else to ask. My sweet son Chris told me he would come to the hospital and watch mom but you all know that I would not do that. Anyway, my sweet husband stayed with me most of the day and at 6:00 or so I sent him home.

Me and Mom were up all night getting her up and down to the bathroom. She was exhausted, I was exhausted and I think at some point I just cried because she was so tired and I did not know what else to do but cry.

So what started at 7:00 am on Thursday ended at 9:30 on Friday morning and her blood count was up to 9.9 and they let her go home. By the time we got her home and settled in and Dennis and I laid down for a few hours the day was over.

NOW.......... I want to tell you what happened when the Dr came in to release Mom. My brother Paul had shown up at the hospital at 3:00 a.m to relieve me and let me go home but I stayed till after 5:00 am not wanting to leave mom. At 5:00 a.m. my sweet husband walked in and I left and went home to take a shower and maybe lay down an hour and go back to the hospital to let my brother Paul go as he teaches at the University at 9:00 a.m. BUT I went to sleep and my sweet husband went to the hospital instead and relieved brother Paul.

THEN!!!!!!!!!!! The Dr. came in around 9:00a.m. and told Dennis and they were letting mother go home after three pints of blood instead of the 4 that had been allocated to her. Instead of bringing her blood up to 11-12 where it is best they stopped at 9.6. The Dr said to my husband

"If you are not going to have tests run to try and find out where her blood is going" then why would we treat her again for this same problem"

My husband looked at him and said " We will treat her because if we do not she will die and she has not had to have blood in 18 months or more"

The Dr then said " You do realize that she is 89"

My sweet husband then realized what the Dr was getting at.

The Dr then realized that Dennis was shocked and insulted by the statement made and his response to Dennis was " Well I guess it is something that her and her family need to discuss with her Doctor!"

I thank God I thank God I thank God that I was not the one having that conversation with that Dr. I just do not know how that would have ended. My mother has had test after test after test just 18 months ago to try and find where the blood was going and they never could find any reason for it. Her mother suffered from anemia and had to have transfusions and her brother Uncle Ed has anemia and has to have transfusions.


Mother is very healthy with the exception of the dementia. She has no heart problems and no diabetics. No high blood pressure or any thing that calls for life sustaining medicine.

That Doctor insinuated that because she is 89 years old and is of no use anymore then why in the world would they want to give her three pints of blood to let her live a few years longer.

The price of a beautiful life is not worth the cost of three pints of blood. I do not know what will happen if in another year and half goes by and she again needs blood, I wonder if they will turn her away.


Ladies, the time to pray for out beautiful country is now, the time to call upon the Father God and humble ourselves and pray. HE will hear and HE will listen. The darkness that has flooded into our nation is filled with evil and sinister plans that have no love for life and has an agenda of death and euthanasia.

We are all headed into that darkness and one day we will be in the place where my sweet mother stands. She is alive and loves life, she is frail and old in years but alive in her soul. She loves her flowers and box of crochet thread, but those that will have choices over her are not of our Father God and they will choose to let her die for the cost of a few pints of blood.

I cried a lot today.


Mom is home and resting well and once again the Father God has kept HIS hand of protection on her. She lives because of HIS grace.

I am headed to bed with the thoughts of Rod Stewart dancing across that stage singing his songs...... Maybe he will come back again.......


(I am very past tired and if some of this is not worded well, then forgive me)
I am writing a letter to the Editor tomorrow after I have rested and have it published in our local newspaper. I will share that with your latter..

Love ya's