On the way to school this morning, I saw a tv live remote crew setting up for a Good Morning America segment about Tiger Woods. He is staying in the little house area over the green car.
Tiger in the 'Burg
On the way to school this morning, I saw a tv live remote crew setting up for a Good Morning America segment about Tiger Woods. He is staying in the little house area over the green car.
What's in the center of a baseball?
We were playing at the loop around the big magnolia and we found an old baseball with no cover on it. We decided to bring it home and pull off all the string to get to the core.
All the small, fine string is gone and the ball is getting smaller.
Getting smaller!
Keighly pulls off the last of the string. Whats in the center? Cork? Plastic? Rubber?
Answer: the core is a hard plastic orange ball!
Strep 2.0
After Emily and Keighly got sick with strep throat, I guess it was invevitable I would get it. Of course, it happened when I really needed to be working. But after almost a week of extreme throat pain, Janet finally made me go to the doctor. As usual, the whole family went for 'support'.
It's hard to tell, but my tonsils are HUGE. They are touching each other, it's hard to speak and breath, and very painful to swallow.
At the doctors office, the kids stayed entertained with their Nintendo DSLites and kept the exam table held down.
A battery of tests were called for, and this is the 'nasal swab' to check for strep throat. She starts by saying 'just around the rim...' and then pushes it in and scratches your brain while saying '...and now deeper..' This will make your eyes water and you'll probably sneeze!
The throat swab to check for the flu. Not nearly as bad as the nasal swab.
A blood test to check white blood count, etc.
The tests came back positive for strep throat, and I asked for a shot instead of a perscription. A short while later, a nurse comes in to administer a shot of penicillin.
To the delight of my kids, the nurse 'shot' me before I could even get comfortable on the exam table. Once cheekage was seen, I was pierced and feeling the burn!
Strep
When you have kids, you are in and out of the doctor's office often. Emily had just been sick last week, but we rode it out at home. Keighly got sick, and we took her right in to the doctor. She can't miss much school, they move fast and she doesn't need to get behind.
While waiting for the doctor, Ian works on his homework.
Time for a battery of tests. Nose and throat swabs and a blood sample. Keighly just had her nose swabbed, and seems to have taken it quiet well.
Time for a blood test. The nurse freezes Keighly's fingertip so the needle prick won't hurt.
Sure enough, no pain!
The tests came back positive for strep throat. Keighly stayed home one day from school. It was a light case of strep throat (or we caught it early), it was mostly fever and a light sore throat.
Murry
It is with sad news we share that Murry has passed.
Murry was a great dog. We called him 'Murf' and 'Murf-Gurf' and 'Murf-the-Gurf-Lurf'.
Murry was a great dog. We called him 'Murf' and 'Murf-Gurf' and 'Murf-the-Gurf-Lurf'.
He was a large chow-bird dog mix that my Pawpaw gave us. We thought it would help us make the decision to have kids, for if we could raise a dog certainly we can rear children!
In his better days he was very full of energy and had a beautiful thick coat of soft hair. He saw all of our children born, and faithfully defended us from the dreaded UPS, FedEx, and mailman everyday.
Everyone who met Murry loved him and wished they had a dog like him. While he could be ferocious, he was also very easy-going and put up with babies pulling his hair and throwing up on him, the dreaded BATH, and even bagpipes. He was our Aslan, and we felt safe with him around.
The latter months were very hard. He recovered fairly well from (we believe) a stroke, but eventually started showing his age again. He eventually had a very hard time getting up and down and lost control of his bowels. We did our best to keep him clean and comfortable, but had to keep him outside more. We think he had another stroke today and passed away.
Murry was 15 and a half. He lived a long, healthy life and brought us much happiness, laughter, security, and love. He was faithful to the end.
We love you Murf!
