Monday, May 7, 2012

Catching Up. Oh, and a Video.

Hubby's gallbladder came out just fine.  Good thing, too.  Apparently, it had been "failing to perform" for a while and had some adhesions on it, which meant they had to dig around in there somewhat.  He came through with flying colors, some superb pain medication and a much better feeling gut.  On the inside anyway.  It's still a little raw on the outside.  All in all, a success.  And now he can turn his attention to the spur that seems to be developing on his right heel.  Aging is not for the faint of heart, is it, boys and girls?

As I'm typing this, we are awaiting the arrival of Super Cop's and Mrs. Scrubs' new baby.  By the next post, I should have a new nephew, and hopefully, all his fingers and toes will be accounted for and Mama can quit worrying about it so much and just enjoy her newest grandbaby.  Ah, babies.  They remind us that there is good in the world, no?  And then some of them grow up to be Snooki's and make us depressed about the state of humanity all over again.   

Teen Angel made it through her roller derby bout Saturday night without breaking an ankle or knocking any teeth out, which brings me more relief than you can imagine.  At the last bout, a team member broke her ankle in three places.  As they hauled her off to the hospital, she told her team mates she'd be back at practice soon.  When pigs fly, I thought.  Have you seen how long it takes an ankle to heal?  Maybe that's the mother in me talking.  Oh, wait, no it's not.  A broken ankle is serious.  Is this how mother's feel when they watch their sons play football?  At least I can watch the bouts with both eyes open now.  I'm getting better. 

And I am busy, busy, busy with photos.  It's peak photo season, and I have several shoots going on right now.  Which is good because that's more money for Italy, but it takes a fair amount of work to keep up with all the pictures I need to edit.  It brings me great joy, though, so all is good.  Look out, Venice!  Here I come!  Eventually.

Now then, forgive me for the brief update, but I have to go.  I'm off to the hospital to find out if my new nephew is here.  There is a baby to be held.  And cuddled.  And sniffed......  Perhaps a picture of him in the next post.  Wait, did I just say "perhaps"?  Of course, there will be a picture.  I take a picture of everything.  You're lucky I didn't find a way to show you Hubby's sludge filled gallbladder.

Oh, and check out this video.  It's as cute as a speckled pup underneath a rosebush.  And if you've never heard that saying, well then, you're obviously not from Kentucky. 


Jan n Jer said...

Cant wait to see the new sweet little baby boy!

oreneta said...

Glad Hubby's doing well, looking forward to baby pics!!!!

And cool video, I didn't even know the song, and it's a good one.

Living Life said...

How exciting to have a new baby in the family. I'm sure it won't take that baby long to realize that he will have his photo taken - - alot!

Glad the surgery went well for your hubs. Now he can check that off the list!