Poison Control & the ER...they know us well

When I was a new mom I freaked out about everything!
Now...pretty much nothing excites me except large amounts of blood that won't stop or serious head wounds...
I see new moms flip out over little things and have a secret chuckle to myself. Been there...Done that!, but after 3 boys my panic level is at the lethargic stage :)
 "What? your brother pushed you down a flight of stairs? Oh...well are you ok? bleeding? anything broke??? no?? then go back upstairs and stop fighting!"....something like that :)

What brought me to this?....children....who have eaten EVERYTHING...been stabbed, poked, shot- yes..I said shot (story to follow) broken bones...you name it!!! After a while you just get used to it *sigh*

I used to joke that I was on a first-name basis with the people at Poison Control. When Ty was little I called them often. It was usually the same answer..."Give him some milk and don't let him go to sleep, if anything changes take him to the ER otherwise we will give you a call back in about an hour to check on him"...and they always did.
Oh the stories the people who work the Poison Control hotline must have! Some may involve my boys ;)


Ty:

My mother had gotten tons of flowers and house plants when her brother passed away and the house was filled with them. Ty was 8 months old and making good time in his walker when he wheeled over to some mums she had and his little hands stripped the leaves clean off the steams! We found him with tiny leaves all over the tray on the walker and some hanging out of his mouth!!! I freaked OUT!!!  Mom didn't know if they were poisonous so we called Poison Control...THEY ARE!...But, apparently only the petals were toxic and we were perty sure he had only chewed the leaves so....drink milk and wait.... He was fine.

It wasn't long until he was crawling and one day at my mother-in-laws the little stinker had reached his tiny arm behind her fridge and raked out a chunk of something...it looked like his teething wafers to him...it wasn't...it was a bar of RAT POISON!!....."Hello, Poison Control"....*sigh*
He was fine. Just had to drink milk and wait! According to them he would have had to eaten all of the bar and then some...lucky for us he had only took a bite! You could see his little two front teeth marks on it....ugh!! 

Ty was also the first to break a bone...he also holds the record for the second broken bone!
The first one he was about five at my sisters house play'n in the water hose. She had took one of the little slides and put it in the kiddie pool and ran the hose up it so it would run water down the slide. He slipped on a step and fell backwards and broke his elbow...

One night at church he jumped off a picnic table and broke his wrist....NICE



Mr Thomas:

The last time I called poison control was on Mr Thomas... he took a bite out of an Electro-sol tablet (the pressed powder tablets that go in your dishwasher)  He was truck'n along in his walker (yeah, I know...I just made a case as to why baby walkers are dangerous....well...they are also VERY helpful to moms so take that!) and the dishwasher was open so the door was at perfect level for his little arm to grab the tablet. I really didn't panick- per say...but then I wasn't sure what was in that tablet besides soap...so I called.
Give milk and wait.
That's when I decided if it wasn't really worthy of an almost ER trip it wasn't worthy of a call to Poison Control...after all... those people were probably starting a book....

Another time he was walking...probably around 1 1/2, and was outside with his big brother in the back yard. I was in the kitchen and could see them out the window and side door. All of a sudden Ty comes runn'n in the house yell'n Thomas is eating the DOG'S FOOD!!! I walked out the door to see what was go'n on.

Yep!..he was eating out of the dogs bowl but it wasn't "dog food"....it was 3 day-old pizza we had thrown out for the dog!!!
I perfectly remember the image of little Thomas in his matching light blue sweat suit standing next to the dogs bowl- the dog look'n on- just chow'n down on a pizza slice!

Anyone who knows Mr Thomas well, knows the boy would eat pizza morning, noon and night if he could. So, it's not a surprise to find out he ate the dog's!


Mr Riley:

Yes...his name should perk your ears...he is the one I wrote"Mr Riley's Bottle of Aged Irish Charms" about.
We were at my parents house one day when Mr Riley was still crawling- into everything of course!
We were watching t.v. and he was in the floor laying on his back  in front of my moms chair where she was reclining. I thought he was chewing on his hand...he was go'n to town on it! You could hear the cute little sucking noises babies make when they are chewing on their fingers....aaawwhhh, right???? Well....he pops his hand out of his mouth and starts shaking it- like you do if something is stuck on your fingers...???....then he flings it hard and something flies out of his hand and lands on my moms white sock! It was grey...and slimey!..."what is that?" my mother said.

Personally I was afraid to touch it!...so I picked it up with a paper towel and looked it over. It was what was left of a SLUG!! He literally sucked it DRY!!!! 




No point in calling Poison Control...after all...it's probably a delicacy in some place!!!?!
We figured out slugs were squeezing through the sliding glass door on mom's deck.
Mr Riley had found this out first :)

Last summer he tripped going UP the stairs...yes...I know.
Anyway, he limped around for a few days..(made me think of my best friend in school who broke her foot tripping UP stairs:)...then one day I got a call from his teacher saying he jumped off of something at school and now could barely walk!  Took him to the Dr. here in town who X-ray'd it and said it was broke and recommended we take him to a specialist. Went to the Orthopedic Surgeon and he took one look at it and said "It's not broke...he has Kohler Disease"  WOW...Ok....what?????
The doctor explained it is a disorder in which one of the bones (in his left foot) has not grown, but is stunted and growing slowly do to low blood flow to that specific bone.
He showed us an X-ray of both feet...then I could see what he was talking about...one foot looks normal but the other has a blob where one of bones should be on the top of his foot! JIMNEY CRICKET!!!
He said this would cause his left foot to be weaker and that he probably favors his right foot. He asked if he was clumsy and tripped a lot......UH.....YA!!!
Well, that explains it....  Mr Riley had to wear a "boot" to stabilize his foot till the muscles healed- since what had really happened was he strained the muscles around that bone....geeeeezzz :/
You can look that up too if ya want. Only 1 in 200,000 kids are born with it. Usually boys too, but the doc said by the time he reaches 20 his bone should have finished growing.
Great...
Until then he's not suppose to jump off of stuff....yeah, right!


It wasn't but maybe a few months after that he and his cousin was shooting the BB gun and they got bored....
Cousin says "what can we shoot?"
Mr Riley (the one with the high IQ right???) says " I dunno, shoot my foot"....

HE DID!!!

One pump.
Leather boot.
BB went all the way through the boot and his sock- AND his toenail before stopping!!
Here's my proof....

The ER doctors WOULD NOT take it out!!! I was furious! HE was in horrible pain.  Instead they made him an appointment with an Orthopedic Surgeon. The surgeon said he had to be on antibiotics before he would take it out!! YES, THIS MOMMA WAS LIVID!!!
Poor Mr Riley waited 7 days before they removed the bb! Which by the way took more time to knock him out than to cut out the bb!
I would show you what his toe looked like before they removed the bb but, you might get sick....I seriously thought he may loose his TOE! It was almost black, and was cracking open with puss draining. YUCK! It looked awful. He ended up with another "boot" to help him walk. This was his good foot remember...*sigh*

A few months after that whole ordeal...

We were back in the ER...    
This time it was a bike wreck.

You really don't have to read X-rays to be able to find the "what's wrong with this picture" :/


Currently we are looking for a bubble for Mr Riley....



SuzyQ

Deer Me...A-Hunt'n Season Itta'Be

Well yesterday ended the rifle season here in Booger County for deer....but never fear...Black Powder Season is here!

The object of their affection

Ty was the only one this year to get a deer.
Great birthday present too since he turned 18 a couple days before...yes...this makes me sad :( :( :(   -not that he got a deer-  sad that he is 18!!! already!...man!, when they say time flies they ain't a lie'n!!
He got a nice little doe the first weekend- which by the way we had some of that one for supper last night... recipe to follow...:) YUM! YUM!!!

This girl does like to hunt :)

Of course I'm not as savvy a hunter as I probably should be, being raised the way I was.
I really didn't get excited about it until I was in my early teens when my dad took me turkey hunting...Love me some TURKEY! yummy, yum, yum!
And I'm TOTALLY P.E.T.A....People Eating Tasty Animals that is!!! LOL :)
However, since I haven't taken my "hunter safety course" I can't "hunt", but I LOVE going along for the ride-(and by ride I don't mean road hunt'n).
I pretty much dropped outta goin after I got married and had kids...too much to do I guess. Now I have Fibromyalgia (Google it- I dare ye and read ALL of it!) so it really takes it outta me to sit in uncomfortable places for ANY amount of time. Let alone try'n to be still, not make noise and then there's the walk out of the woods...ugh :(  So, I don't go with anyone very often but when I do I take pics and have fun despite the pain :)

I guess what this post is really about is my PEEVE with all the city people that descend upon us this time of year, dressed to the nines with the most expensive gear and camo... *eyes rolling*
Sometimes they don't have the appropriate vehicle in the event they ACTUALLY kill a deer....as seen below

No, unfortunately, I didn't take these pics...but that is just because I have not had a handy camera readily available because BELIEVE ME........I have seen it ALL!!!
The most common site you'll see is the deer strapped over the trunk of the car! NOT...EVEN...KIDDING!!!!
The scary thing is you are in the woods with these people!!!

A guy I work with was telling me yesterday that over the weekend he was in the woods and heard gun shots...Bam!...Bam!..BAM ! BAM!  BAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAM!!
"You know they were shoot'n at it as it was run'n" he said.
Which means....they CANNOT be looking to make sure there is nothing PAST what they are shooting at!!
It also means- DUCK AND COVER!
Stray bullets are a serious thing people!

Of course lets not leave out the redneck hunters who also have no concern for life and limb at times.
It's just THE KILL that matters.



Now check out this pic I found...

Funny as all get-out...YES!...but...for the redneck hunter... he's not reaching for the camera when he sees this he's make'n sure he can re-load fast enough to get BOTH bucks!!!!

I LOVE Jeff Foxworthy! His act reminds me of the people around here...sometimes family...sometimes neighbors...just the stuff I grew up hearing, seeing, and totally talking like.
His "definitions" of redneck words are spot on the way we talk around here. We didn't even know we talked funny till he got so popular, and what made it funny to us was how true it was!

Here's a link to Jeff Foxworthy's video on Redneck hunting...check it out...http://comedians.jokes.com/jeff-foxworthy/videos/jeff-foxworthy---hunting/

Did ya laugh your socks off? I hope so!



Here's the deer meat recipe I promised.
Oh, and I'm NOT Martha Stewart....this is country cook'n at it's finest :)

Deer Meat Golden Mushroom Style

1 to 1 1/2 lbs of deer meat (tenderloin or roast meat is preferred) sliced thin

Flour 

1 can of Campbell's Golden Mushroom Soup

Salt

Pepper

Olive oil

Salt and pepper the flour, place in a plate or cake pan. Dip the slices of meat in the flour and coat both sides.

Heat skillet and cover the bottom with olive oil. Test heat by sprinkling a bit of flour in. When flour begins to sizzle start lining the skillet with deer slices. Brown meat on both sides and remove onto a paper towel lined plate to drain. Repeat until all slices have been browned- add oil back to pan as needed. (you can scrape any stuck flour off of pan but don't throw it away- put it back in when you pour the gravy in :) 

Mix can of golden mushroom soup in a bowl with water until you have a liquid slightly thinner than the consistency of gravy. Salt and pepper mixture. Place all meat back into skillet and pour mushroom gravy mixture over. (it should be thin enough to seep under the meat and coat the bottom of pan) if it is too thick just stir in more water.

Simmer on low for 30 minutes checking to make sure it's not sticking to the bottom. You may need to stir the bottom a little depending on the type of skillet you are using.

When meat is tender enough to cut with a fork and gravy is desired thickness you are done!

Serve with mashed potatoes and a vegetable of your choice!

ENJOY :)

SuzyQ

The Day The Pigeon Went Bizirk...It Was Just Another Day At Work

When I typed the post title I was humming the chorus to Ray Stevens' "Mississippi Squirrel" song.
If ya'll don't know this song...well...I feel sad for ya :(

If that's the case and you've never heard it then click on this link-

http://music.yahoo.com/ray-stevens/videos/view/mississippi-squirrel-revival--2147722
 or if it's been awhile and you'd like to listen to it again, then by all means!

Okay, so the title obviously gives it away...somewhat....but it did get your attention, right? :)

I have a fear of large birds...

RUN...Run away tiny man!!!

Okay, so maybe that's not real...doesn't matter if it was...Actually that's not true...I would NEVER go outside...EVER!
If you just got a sick feelin to the pit of yer stomach when you saw that pic then you have an idea of what kinda FREAK'N OUT I do if a large bird gets near me......like say...a goose!  Now I know...you're think'n what does a pigeon have to do with large birds??? Wait for it...

I work in the same building I did 10 years ago but at that time I worked on the top floor. Now I'm in the basement- with no windows! Yes, this is a small town. Under 3,000 people. So when I say "top floor" don't get too excited! The building was built in 1930-something and it has a basement, main floor and 2nd floor- yes...that's the top!
Anyhoo....
I worked in a clerical position in an office with three other ladies. One of which I had became good friend with. Let's call her "K"...:)
She was always composed and very professional. She has four kids and I always loved to hear her stories from home (it's nice to know you're not the only one with crazy kid stories:)

Anyway, like I said, the building was built in the early thirties and the windows do not have screens, nor is the building very efficient when it comes to heating and cooling. Nothing has changed in 10 yrs!
On really nice days we would open our window to catch a breeze.

One afternoon we were all busy at work, typing away....on typewriters....yeah, people still actually use them! Point being, we were busy, when all of a sudden....I hear a loud, but muffled sort of drumming sound coming from behind me- (all of our desks were positioned with our backs to the window) so bout the time it took my brain to identify the sound as wings, I saw it!
THE BIGGEST PIGEON I'VE EVER SEEN!!!

Okay, either that thing was on steriods!, or I REALLY under-estimated a pigeons size!
Of course I had only seen them on the tops of the buildings.
So.... now I'm seeing a pigeon up close...Okay.......they..are..HUGE!!!, and the wing span has also definitely been under-estimated!

We were all screaming at the site of this large flapping Sky Beast!!.......okay.........ME and "K" are screaming...the other two were acting normal. They, apparently, did not have the good sense to know when you should FREAK-OUT!!!-  this...was that time!!!
While the other two ladies quietly missed out on this opportunity, K and I were freak'n out enough for both of them....and maybe a few others.....
Did I tell you that our desks were exactly alike in size and shape?, and that K's desk was on the opposite side of the room??? Keep that in mind.

So, this massive bird is flying around the room hovering just above our heads, and the anxiety level is FULL THROTTLE!, or I thought it was....  Then, all of a sudden one of the other girls springs to action, running to the front of the office and SHUTS...THE...DOOR!!!!...... Nooooooo!!!!!!!!
Immediately K and I are screaming " Don't trap it IN here!!!!! Open it back up! Open it!!!"
We were answered with " We don't want it to get out into the hallway"........
YES!........yes we DO! was what I was think'n but hey, I'm selfish that way ;)

While we were screaming to not shut the door- simultaneously I had begun to slide off my chair attempting to get under my desk but before I could manage that K came running, hunkering-down, with hands covering her head and pushed me under my desk and crawled under it with me!!!!....????...now, remember that I told you her desk was the same size????And....across the room???  She panicked, OBVIOUSLY.
I was thinking "GET YOUR OWN DESK WOMAN!!".

It all happened so fast! During our scramble to squish ourselves under my desk- which...may I say...is NOT made for proper cover in case of over-head attacks- the dang bird just flies back out the window! UUGGGHHH!!! Right behind it, without miss'n a beat, one of the other girls shut the window as it flew out! Hallelujah!!!!!

Yes, relieved...but now fully committed under the desk! Time to pry yourself out and act like a grown-up...ahahahaha...
"WOW!!!", I said dusting the dirt off my clothes..."That was INSANE!!"
I looked at K who was now hysterically laughing- as was everyone else.
She apologized over and over for shoving me under my own desk. "I really don't know what I was thinking!" she said.

"I do!" I said..."You were just as scared of that stupid bird as I was!, and I think you were trying to get under my desk before I did to sacrifice me!!!"  Hahahahaaa, oh my gosh! we laughed so hard! We laughed the rest of the day!
But, we kept one eye on that window after that!

The Culprit.

SuzyQ

TRUE FRIENDS WILL...

Last Monday- the 24th, I was asked to to guest post for Ducky over at BATCRAP CRAZY as part of the Friends You Love Blog-hop.

If you haven't already checked her blog out then you should pop by now and have a lil look-see :)

She's funnier than a three-legged dog on roller skates- ON ICE!!!

Peaked yer interest? Then click on BATCRAP CRAZY!! Oh, and...Warning!...you will LOL! so don't let yer boss catch ya!!!

Here's the link to my guest post TRUE FRIENDS WILL

OR...if yer too lazy for all this "click'n"...*sigh*...you can just read it here...

TRUE FRIENDS WILL!

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….tell you- “it’s okay, don’t cry, you can stay by me all day and we’ll be BEST FRIENDS!...on the 1^st day of Kindergarten. 34 years later we still are!

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….talk you up to that cute guy you really like!, and if he says not interested she tells him what he missing and tells you that he “turned out to be a real jerk!”

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….talk you up to that cute guy you really like and if he says he IS interested she explains all the ways she will perform BODILY HARM upon him should he ever so much as make you cry!!

TRUE FRIENDS WILL…. say yes to being constantly set up with COMPLETE opposites, just to be able to double-date with you….Even after one overly-rambunctious young man wrestles her to the ground for a kiss and she unwillingly finds out he wears fish-net bikini underwear!!! Almost a deal breaker!...but not for TRUE FRIENDS!

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….get Strep-Throat with you while her parents are out of town just so you can suffer together, even though you spend the entire time trying not to look at each other because you KNOW you’ll laugh and laughing causes EXCRUTIATING PAIN!!!!!!!!

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….stay with you in every class on the first day of high school EVEN IF she’s perty sure she broke her foot that morning- tripping UP the stairs in the gym…that is…until you finally have a class you’re both NOT signed up for and she uses her free time to escape to the school nurse then catches up to you next class sport’n CRUTCHES!!!....WOW! Your foot really IS broke!....I TOLD YOU!!!!!!!

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….be your Maid-of-Honor…and you will be hers!

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….drive 4 hours to see her best friend after they have discovered their baby has Leukemia.. True friends will also be there at 2 in the morning when she calls to tell you that he’s gone after only being here for a month and a half…and listen for as long as she needs you to…..

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….be there to cry with her when she tells you they just discovered she has MS.

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….find out on the way to the hospital for her very serious surgery that your Dad has just passed away and now cannot come to your side, but when she wakes up, her husband by her side, her first words are to ask about you…

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….get together and tell “old” stories on each other and laugh for hours.

TRUE FRIENDS WILL….call you up after going months-or years in some cases-without seeing you and it’s like you haven’t missed a day!

I have many friends despite the tragedies that befall my everyday life, and I guess that’s a good thing cuz ya know those are the REAL friends- that, or they need your personal follies to maintain that their life IS actually normal…..hmmm…Oh well, they are true friends and I love ‘em!

I am so very thankful for ALL my TRUE FRIENDS- old or new. My life is better for just knowing them!