Nursing the sick back to good health

Who would have thought last Sunday when I posted my last blog entry that the next day Trey would get violently ill. I do mean violently. He called me on Monday afternoon and asked me to come get him at work. By 3:30 he was extremely sick with stomach bug like symptoms and by 6:30 we were in the E.R. I convinced him to go by saying we would go get an IV to pump some fluids back in him and a phenogran (sp?) shot to stop the throwing up. Little did either of us know that his blood work would come back with his white count being alarmingly high and he would get to spend the next 2 nights in the hospital? WOW! He got home on Wednesday and is still on the road to recovery.

Ford did love the balloon that his Daddy got while in the hospital!!


Trey and I took Ford outside last night to play before bath time. He put Ford down in the grass and as soon as he touched it he panicked. I guess the texture of the course grass and crunchy leaves was a little more than he could handle. He wanted out so bad but all Trey and I could do was sit and laugh! Mean… I know.


Ford has on new pajamas. I know you are all glad to see some different ones!!!

Trying to get the phone.

FLASHBACK FRIDAY.......
Does anyone remember the cemetery Trey and I thought we lived on???? Right after we moved into our house here, 3 years ago, we needed to do some yard renovation. This included digging up all the bushes, putting down new grass, putting up a fence, and digging up “chunks” of concrete out of part of our back yard. Trey was digging and I was dumping the pieces in a pile. Some of the chunks looked more like blocks and I flipped one over to find a name, birth date, and date of death on it. I screamed and we looked at a few more to find the same thing. I ran (real fast) next door to ask our neighbors WHAT WAS GOING ON!!!!! Come to find out, we don’t live on a cemetery. The people who lived in our house many years ago owned a funeral home and would dump the temporary markers in their yard when the real tomb stones would come in. We thought it was neat and saved the “chunks of concrete”!!!