Thanksgiving at Scott's Home 2008
KyAnne (Cindy's daughter, age 18)
I think Bailey took this one of me.
Scott was relieved and gratified at how well everything turned out - there was plenty of food! (except potatoes)
It looks like Bailey is ready for the blessing.Where did all that time go?
You'd think that while spending so much time resting and recovering from my arthroscopic knee surgery, I could have found time to update my Blog. Shame on you, Sherry. The surgery went well, according to the doctor. And the amazing thing was that I felt absolutely no pain for 24 hours. (My surgeon had given me a hefty shot of morphine in my knee - Wow!) However, it wore off and I spent a sleepless night wishing it would stop aching, but afraid to take too much Darvocet. (I was scared of the throwing up I'd done on pain meds before.) I finally took enough the next night and slept. My knee is stable now and I can walk pretty well after I get moving if I don't walk too far. However, shopping is no longer any fun. (Now don't all you guys make your wives have knee surgery.) (grin)
The doctor showed me pictures they took of the large pieces of cartilage they removed that had been floating around and causing trouble. He cut out my torn piece of meniscus, smoothed off a lot of rough arthritic edges, and spent awhile on the back of my knee. He said there isn't much cartilage left there, and I'll probably want a knee replacement in a year or two or three. I sure hope the end comes before I have to do that, because I haven't heard very good reports on it. I did lose a little weight because the kitchen is downstairs and I was in bed upstairs, and didn't want to constantly bother Will when he wasn't gone hunting.
Before the surgery were too other events, one very sad and the other very special.
My sister Susan's daughter Beth died of a heart attack at the age of 32, leaving behind her son Carter and husband, Bob. My mother, brother Adrian and sister Melissa flew out from Georgia to be here for Susan. Adrian and Melissa stayed with us while Mother stayed at a motel in town. I'm so glad that they could make the trip. It meant a lot that we could all be together. And Mother was such a trooper about not getting much sleep and terribly long problems with connecting flights.
The day after my family left for Georgia, I left for Utah to be with Carolyn when her baby was born. They were going to induce her Friday, but she was already in labor that evening when they had told her to come in. Everyone at the hospital was excited to see Brandon, who used to work there as an OB surgical tech and promised to take good care of Carolyn. Unfortunately, she started throwing up at 7 cm. and nothing they put in her IV helped. Finally, she said, "I think I feel like pushing," and as she threw up again, out popped the baby's head. I ran into the hall to get the nurse. She reassured us that everything was fine (Abigail had already started to cry) and delivered the rest of the baby. Meantime, lots of people were rushing into the room. (hospital people, that is) The doctor arrived in time to stitch up Carolyn. And the funny thing is, we aren't sure about the exact time the baby was born. We were all so busy and focused on the baby and Carolyn we didn't look at the clock until 12:30 am. So it was sometimes between 12:20 and 12:30. And Abigail weighed 7'3". Brandon took me home at 4:00 that morning. I was not much use that day, I was so tired and my knee hurt so badly. But later I did better, playing a lot with Xander and doing some sweet bonding. I took the kids to church Sunday and Brandon brought Carolyn home that afternoon. It was a very precious experience.
The doctor showed me pictures they took of the large pieces of cartilage they removed that had been floating around and causing trouble. He cut out my torn piece of meniscus, smoothed off a lot of rough arthritic edges, and spent awhile on the back of my knee. He said there isn't much cartilage left there, and I'll probably want a knee replacement in a year or two or three. I sure hope the end comes before I have to do that, because I haven't heard very good reports on it. I did lose a little weight because the kitchen is downstairs and I was in bed upstairs, and didn't want to constantly bother Will when he wasn't gone hunting.
Before the surgery were too other events, one very sad and the other very special.
My sister Susan's daughter Beth died of a heart attack at the age of 32, leaving behind her son Carter and husband, Bob. My mother, brother Adrian and sister Melissa flew out from Georgia to be here for Susan. Adrian and Melissa stayed with us while Mother stayed at a motel in town. I'm so glad that they could make the trip. It meant a lot that we could all be together. And Mother was such a trooper about not getting much sleep and terribly long problems with connecting flights.
The day after my family left for Georgia, I left for Utah to be with Carolyn when her baby was born. They were going to induce her Friday, but she was already in labor that evening when they had told her to come in. Everyone at the hospital was excited to see Brandon, who used to work there as an OB surgical tech and promised to take good care of Carolyn. Unfortunately, she started throwing up at 7 cm. and nothing they put in her IV helped. Finally, she said, "I think I feel like pushing," and as she threw up again, out popped the baby's head. I ran into the hall to get the nurse. She reassured us that everything was fine (Abigail had already started to cry) and delivered the rest of the baby. Meantime, lots of people were rushing into the room. (hospital people, that is) The doctor arrived in time to stitch up Carolyn. And the funny thing is, we aren't sure about the exact time the baby was born. We were all so busy and focused on the baby and Carolyn we didn't look at the clock until 12:30 am. So it was sometimes between 12:20 and 12:30. And Abigail weighed 7'3". Brandon took me home at 4:00 that morning. I was not much use that day, I was so tired and my knee hurt so badly. But later I did better, playing a lot with Xander and doing some sweet bonding. I took the kids to church Sunday and Brandon brought Carolyn home that afternoon. It was a very precious experience.
BYU beats UCLA 59-0
I sure do wish that game had been on TV around here. BYU played faultlessly. They put in their second string halfway through the third quarter or else the score would have been at least 80-0.
ESPN:
PROVO, Utah -- BYU's Max Hall had to think for a minute when he was asked to remember each of his touchdown passes against UCLA.
He couldn't quite do it, which was understandable.
Hall tied a school record with seven touchdown passes and the 18th-ranked Cougars handed UCLA its worst loss in nearly 80 years, overwhelming the Bruins 59-0 Saturday.
ESPN:
PROVO, Utah -- BYU's Max Hall had to think for a minute when he was asked to remember each of his touchdown passes against UCLA.
He couldn't quite do it, which was understandable.
Hall tied a school record with seven touchdown passes and the 18th-ranked Cougars handed UCLA its worst loss in nearly 80 years, overwhelming the Bruins 59-0 Saturday.
The Knee
I finally got the results of my MRI on my hurt knee. I have "degeneration, contusion, swelling, fluid, and a tear in the meniscus." Now I am waiting to see an orthopedic surgeon for an assessment of the situation. Nothing I have read online about meniscul tears sounds like what I wanted to hear. In the meantime, I feel pretty good when I lie down, but have pain when I sit or walk; so I have let Will baby me a little bit and I lie down a lot. And when I get up I wear my big, black, $100 knee brace.
Will starts working in potato harvest Monday. We will be driving a tractor for Richard Tominaga. I'm a little worried about his thumb. He had an incident two weeks ago when a horse smashed his arm and hand against a rock wall. His thumb hurt so much I made him get an X-ray. It isn't broken but is badly contused (bruised). He still can't use it to even start the car. I guess bruising can cause more trouble than I had realized.
Emily's husband Joel is out of the Marines and back home now, so I'm not spending as much time babysitting Bailey. But to counter my suffering from withdrawal pangs from not having that sweet experience, I have been asked to be in the Relief Society Presidency. I wasn't sure if I should with my knee, shoulder and back, some dental problems, and even a bit of depression, but I think that the timing probably is just right, so I said yes.
On Labor Day we got our corn picked and in freezer bags. All we have left are potatoes, carrots, squash, cucumbers, tomatoes and lots of onions. And the apple trees are loaded.
Will starts working in potato harvest Monday. We will be driving a tractor for Richard Tominaga. I'm a little worried about his thumb. He had an incident two weeks ago when a horse smashed his arm and hand against a rock wall. His thumb hurt so much I made him get an X-ray. It isn't broken but is badly contused (bruised). He still can't use it to even start the car. I guess bruising can cause more trouble than I had realized.
Emily's husband Joel is out of the Marines and back home now, so I'm not spending as much time babysitting Bailey. But to counter my suffering from withdrawal pangs from not having that sweet experience, I have been asked to be in the Relief Society Presidency. I wasn't sure if I should with my knee, shoulder and back, some dental problems, and even a bit of depression, but I think that the timing probably is just right, so I said yes.
On Labor Day we got our corn picked and in freezer bags. All we have left are potatoes, carrots, squash, cucumbers, tomatoes and lots of onions. And the apple trees are loaded.
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