Howdy from here in hot/rainy/steamy/windy Texas,

I’ve lived in different states and watched the temps stay at over 110 degrees for days on end.  I’ve lived in others where the humidity can stay at higher than 60% for days on end. The trouble with having high humidity during the day, is that it doesn’t burn off  - so it never really cools off at night.

What a weird summer – but for the record...I’ll take the humidity over the heat anyway.  In my book there is sense in the old saying, “but it’s a dry heat”.

 

I wanted to tell you that as much as I love blogging all the time, I’m just not going to be able to do it nearly as often as I want to, Ya’ll deserve better than this stuff I’m giving you to read. So I decided that I would post a blog probably once a week. Or like when something happens worth talking about. I’ll probably add up the day-to-day stuff to give it some substance, but I don’t feel as if my life is worth telling about on a day-to-day basis.

I will keep you updated on Chelle, The Princess, Baby Jack and now the Nubbin (Baby Jack’s little sibling) and you will see my footprints and sometimes you’ll see me leaving comments on your spaces, I’m not leaving Blogland so ya’ll don’t need to start talking bad about me.

 I just want to spend more time with Grace and maybe begin some Christmas presents and get other holiday crafts going. 

If I have to get knee surgery again, then I imagine I will be back to gripping with some regularity, ya know?

Do keep sending me jokes and updates on family happening. Or if you’re going to be in the area…(give me enough heads-up notice to lose a few pounds ,so drop me a line).

I’ll still be posting pictures of the family, so do stop by for that!

 

I think my sister’s death hit me harder than I imagined...

or perhaps maybe I am speechless every once in a while?

 

Love you guys!

XOXO

J

 

 

 

 

  

Just on the off chance that you're intrested (or somewhat morbid)...you can go here to ready my sister's obituary. I tend to do stuff like that ( be morbid), so I thought I'd just offer it to you.

 

as always...

xoxo 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just a short entry to say that the funeral’s over and we are back home, safe and sound. We got in Friday night, 9:30 or so.

 To clear the record, it was my older sister, Judy and not Chelle that passed away.

Judy had a variety of medical problems, but it was the hopelessness of the ongoing care for these problems plus severe depression that accelerated her death. She experienced chronic pancreatitis, congestive heart failure and was on oxygen full time because of the fluid around her heart and lungs.

On June 30^th, (I think) she was admitted to a local hospital for uncontrolled bleeding (a nosebleed, she was on blood thinners) and the E.R. staff went berserk when they saw how much fluid she had around her lungs and heart. They pushed the diuretic and then let her coast with morphine. She lost a lot of fluid and I think maybe that upset her electrolyte balances and also caused her to become dehydrated. Then she began to complain about pain and the hospital gave her morphine.

I called her on Tuesday evening, the 3^rd and she was hallucinating. We talked briefly and then I called her youngest daughter to see what was going on. She said they had over-medicated her with the morphine.

Later that night, she began to aspirate and passed way on Thursday, the 5^th in the early morning. She was 56.

To make things even worse, my sister’s youngest daughter’s MIL passed away earlier that same week (on Tuesday the 3^rd) from cancer.  They had her funeral on Friday, the 6^th and nobody wanted the kids to attend back-to-back funerals, so my sister’s service was on Monday, the 9^th.

One thing that I thought was very, very nice was that some of the other grandmother’s family came to show their respects for my sister. These people had just lost their mother and sister, but came to Judy's services to show their respects for our family. Thank you to Paul’s family -Sheila, Carolyn and Jimmy.  

It’s a though an eternity has passed since I last blogged. It’s only been a little over a week, but it’s been a very long week. Things have changed and times are different now. I no longer have a big sister. I am the oldest. It’s sad and a bit weird.

I hope I can keep in contact with that side of the family, my sister’s children and grandchildren. My BIL, my nephew…etc. it’s all going to take some effort because that was always Judy’s job. Even though we talked at least once a week, I very seldom talked to anyone else.

As far as funerals go, it was a nice one. I’d lived in this town for a couple of years in my early teens, and then after I moved, I visited often,  so some of the people that attended her service I knew and some I didn't; and then there were some that I should have remembered.

After the church, at the graveside service, I wound up having to stand under the tent in 100 degree weather ~ shaking hands and hugging what seemed like an endless line of people.  It was like being in the groom/bride’s line. Some of the people I didn’t know, some I did but couldn’t put a name to the face.

Amazingly, my uncle came (my daddy’s older brother, who I haven’t seen in over 20 years) to the cemetery service. I was speechless.  Really, I was speechless.

BTW…'bout the vacation part? It was a very long week. And that’s another story.

We took our oldest daughter and Bby Jack to the airport to meet her husband this morning. He flew in from Virginia very early this morning. They will stay with his sister in Plano for a week before the final stage of moving, aka "the driving of the cars" down to Jacksonville, Fl.

He (my son-in-law) took his last medical exam yesterday and is now no longer a resident; now he’s a full-fledged anesthesiologist. Plus he gets an upgrade in rank…maybe a Lt. Commander…I’m not sure, but it means a pay raise.

Well, the weekend is nearly over and I still haven’t completely unpacked yet and I haven't visited many of my friends in blogland, so I better get busy!

xoxo

 

 

 

 

xoxo