First Liners ~2010 Addition~

I did this back in 2008 when I saw it on Dana's Blog and I stole it decided to copy the idea. She got the idea from a blogger, which got it from a blogger, and well you get the idea.


What was the first line from your blog the first day of each month in 2010?(As I started this process I realized there was a problems with this. I didn't always post on the 1st day of the month or post at all that month.)

January - "Without Internet at home I really have been lacking on the posting of the blog. Which I miss."

February - "What Catcherdude has been working his tail off the past 4 years."

March - "So yesterday was the first day of Tryouts."

April -

May - "I really do not know where time has gone."

June - "I can not believe it is already almost the middle of June."

July - "July Came in with a BANG, SNAP, CRACKLE, POP... and I am not talking Fireworks."

August - "Ah Yes, the wonderful time of year where the school and all the school activities have their hands out.

September - "You arrived so quickly. Next thing you know we will be talking about the holidays."

October - "Take 2 ~ Damn you Blogger and your Error 506."

November - "CD & I was planning on taking niece #1 out T or T."

December - "I am typing this up early today as it is a busy weekend ahead. As I mentioned earlier this week my medical issues that I thought were way past me "popped up" this week again."


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Merry Christmas ....

From The batting cages to the baseball fields,
our team wishes you a Merry Christmas





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The Finger, Part II

*** Wednesday December 22 ***

Son had to be at the surgery center at 2:00. His surgery was set for 4:00. What I was NOT a fan of is they sent him back by himself to be prepped. He has never had any type of procedures and being a minor, I just didn't like this. It took forever to be called back. I actually was almost in full panic attack mode, and I haven't had one of those in YEARS!!

We finally met the DR who would perform the surgery. Though young, he seemed like a really good doctor. I figured that if Steven Jackson of the STL Rams could trust him with his finger surgery, we could put our same trust in him. :)

He seemed hopeful he would be able to do a closed reduction. (The manipulative reduction of a fracture without incision.) This was good. No cutting would be EXCELLENT!! But if he was not happy with the way it went back in place, he would not hesitate to change plans to an Open Reduction (Reduction of a fracture after incision into the fracture site.) He would also be placing pins to hold it all in place. 15 minutes for Closed, 45 minutes for Open.

He even told son he would let him go back to catching & and some light baseball drills as soon as the normal cast went on in 12-15 days. (Yeah we will see about that, momma may have another opinion .. ) Though this was the first we heard about him actually being able to play again, so IDK if he was serious, or just trying to make son feel better. So back to waiting area.

I set my timer so I would know and not (least try not) go crazy with wondering. I went to #twitter and #fb to keep me company. BIG SHOUT OUT!! To those that were there to keep me company and keeping me in my skin. THANK YOU!!

At about 17 minutes we ended up getting a call from Surgeons nurse. They had to open up the finger. But better safe than sorry. :(

So now it would at least be the 45 minutes. He ended up with 3 pins in the fracture. But it was an even longer wait as after they got him out of surgery, and in recovery. They could not wake him. The surgery center was basically closed and we were still trying to get him to at least wake enough so they would release him into our care.

We did learn that he drinks way to much soda. In the 19 hours that he had not been given food or drink, he was having a caffeine withdrawal. That will be something we will have to work on in the new year. lol.

So now we just keep him on pain killers every 2 hours for at least 4-5 days. I see very lack of sleep on my part. I have alarms set to wake me to get the drugs in him and help keep him as comfortable as possible. So far he had been doing great with no pain, but the block they put in was to last over 24 hours. It ran out late this evening and it hit him like a ton of bricks. :( We were out grocery shopping, but we had luckily left him with a sitter. They called in a panic!! But all is under control now.

So now we wait for post surgery swelling to go down and return in 12-15 days to have temporary cast removed and the permanent one put on.

I already know this winter break is D-O-N-E. Christmas is not looking great. We will make the best of it. But hey .. I can not blame him for being pissed off and depressed. But we will keep moving through .. all we can do.


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*** Thursday December 23 ***


Meanwhile I have a HUGH problem with the way school, or the LACK of, is handling this. I am actually really pissed off!!

Not only did nothing happen to this "a$$clown". They never even spoke with him. I totally disagree with this. He is a pest, a pain in the ass, I guess I wouldn't go as far to say he is a bully change mind a$$clown IS a BULLY, but he certainly is a JACK ASS!!

First the Asst. Principal was not aware. Then when I made aware while bitching they wouldn't allow CD to make-up his finals. She was going to talk to PE teacher and nurses.

Then they didn't want to bother him during his finals, and we I spoke with the dang Asst. Principal today about how surgery went, they didn't speak with him on Tuesday as they didn't want, to quote her .. "Rune his Winter Break" Oh HELL NO!! Let's not upset him or rune his break. PLEASE!! He is a Jack Ass nothing is going to bother him anyway. But maybe SUSPENDING his FAT ASS!! Ugh!!

I will deal with all this on the 4th or 5th when they go back. Nothing really can be done right now anyway.




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Wordless Wednesday ..

Wordless Wednesday ..








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The Finger ..

*** Wednesday December 15 ***

I get a phone call from Catcherdudes school. I apparently need to get to school, he has dislocated his pinkie finger on right hand .. dropped everything to get to him. While en route I make several calls as to where to take him. ER it is. Check.

I finally get to school and see the poor baby pinkie ..

As I am driving him to the ER I find out from him HE didn't do anything to that finger. But a "student" (I am choosing to say "a$$clown" other than how I really feel or what to call this ..) in his P.E. class was horse, clowning around and thought it would be funny to jump on top of catcherdude while in pool somehow landing on top of his hand .. (Trust me I still can not imagine this act, no matter how many times I or anyone else have asked CD about how he did this)

Of Course!! The ER is backed up. But really it wasn't to bad of a wait. They carted him to x-ray while we waited to be seen. So when they got him back to be seen it wasn't bad of wait. Though they never put him in room. They just treated him in the hallway. Results were in no the a$$clown didn't dislocate his finger ..

BROKE THE DAMN THING

I seen the x-ray and this break was definitely worse than the July break. But I knew it was worse when the just didn't buddy tape it together like before, but started putting his whole hand/wrist/arm in a soft cast .. Yeah, this was not going to end well I could see this coming. They sent us on our way with instructions to follow-up with his orthopedic doctor in a couple days.

I do have to say this was a quick visit even though they were so backed up and for that I am thankful.

Now the reality of the whole thing was setting in .. no catching for pitchers, no batting, no winter workout, no lessons, no .. no .. no ..

Luckily school was cancelled Thursday due to ice storm. He tried to go back to school on Friday, but that didn't happen. He was to drugged up and his pain was not manageable. He would just have to wait until after the holidays to make them up.


*** Friday December 17 ***

The day of the Orthopedic doctor appointment. He let CD know that this break was horrible. That in fact he was going to have to refer him to a hand specialist. I thought we would have to go see him, in his office, no! I got a phone call while sitting right there in Ortho doctor office. He looked at x-rays .. Catcherdude will require surgery. WHAT! Okay. So he would see him on Wednesday (22) and all was set and ready.

.. not the way to want to start your Christmas vacation ..


.......


I am so Flip Floppin Pissed off at that "a$$clown" at the P.E. teacher .. WTH! Don't send me letters "How Safe" "How watched" "How blah .. blah .. blah .." You DID not protect my child! F-- U!!



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Wordless Wednesday ..

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The Catcher's Report

The Catcher's Report

So we left off last week with me going to hospital to yet again have the infection cleaned out. What I was not expecting was to wake with another DAMN drain installed. Oh that was not on my plans. So that caused this to be a more slower
recovery. (As in I am still down for the count.) It is more painful to deal with that. Harder to "bounce" back. Driving is nearly impossible. :( Lucky for me I have a built in driver. CD has been wonderful. He picked up and ran with taking control and being very helpful.

CDD left as planned Saturday to go see the NFL game he and a co-worker planned a while back. But he wasn't even missed. CD cooked & cleaned. So I was quite able to just drug up and lay. :)

CD kept up with his busy week as usual. But it was okay. Busy days Monday & Tuesday, CDD was home on vacation. So still no need for me to do anything. He finished up Batting Lessons for the session. He is still Catching the Pitchers that are still having lessons. The Semester @ school ends this coming week, and Winter Break starts. So all is on track around here.

There is a snag, hopefully a minor one, fingers crossed. CD finally was able to get back to TKD. Just one more belt and he is finished. Just taking really long time, he is way to busy. But as saying he went Wednesday and then again Thursday. Somehow Thursday he managed to come down wrong on his right foot/ankle. He tried school Friday as you can not miss school with their schedule. Miss 1 day, workload of 2 days and right before grades due. NOT GOOD. He only made it thru 2.5 classes. DAMN!

He can still tonight can bare no weight. So now not only is he hurt. I do not have a helper or driver. Plus I am having a hard time helping him. :( Moms should never
not be able to help their children. Plus he could lose his catching position. Plus if he has to miss school again he is in BIG trouble. He won't be able to get things completed or finals in. Several of his classes he will not return to in Jan. So it is now or never. Then there is the issue if he is seriously hurt .. he might miss winter workouts for HS baseball and not be eligible to play in spring. Oy!! Just can't think about that.

He is told all the time he has to take care all the time. To much weighs on him to be healthy and not hurt.

CDD working 12 hour nights this weekend. Oy! I think he is going to have to stop committing to OT. Things are falling apart.

Other than that Christmas seems to be in good standings. I have to get wrapping done this week while CD is at school. I will not get a chance other wise. I was going to try and get out and buy him 1 or 2 other things but I don't see that happening.


So that pretty much sums up this week of The Catcher's Report ..


.... Until next time.








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It's My Drama ...

This has been reproduced in it's entirety from Glass Half Full I came across this post, and it rang so true .. I had to post it here.

And, my Drama is not your Drama or your problem. And, why should it be? I'm sure you have enough Drama of your own. Don't we all?

We all have troubles and tribulations in life. Sometimes it is the little things like an unexpected (are they ever expected?) flat tire, or a school project that we half-heartedly volunteer for. Or, our personal drama can be with our spouses, our children our family -- Life/Death.

And, your Drama is none of my d@mn business. Not that I don't care in a good way but sometimes I think as people we get too caught up in other people's drama when they don't want our opinion. Mind you, our opinion might be right, we might be able to hit the nail on the head. But, it doesn't matter. It's not our life to decide/judge/question/try to lead.

Not our Drama. At least not mine. I think I retaught myself a lesson this holiday weekend. How to mind my own drama a/k/a life and try to let others deal a/k/a live out their own.

Who am I to set the standard of performance for others? Just because "I" think this should be done this way or that doesn't make a rats @$$ to someone else. The only standard of performance that I am responsible for and, I might say qualified to set, is that for my own life.

If someone wants to send their child to bed with chocolate milk each night (without a second brushing) that is NOT my life, my problem or my drama. If someone wants to spend every nickel, dime and quarter on all things shiny, possibly even tossing their loose pennies aside -- not my drama. If someone wants to cheat on their spouse (I highly dis-commend [FW word] this notion) but... Not my child, not my life, not my husband or my wife, and not my money. Not my business; not my Drama.

If someone wants tattoo their who-ha or pierce their thinga'majigger? [OW! True.] That's not my Who-ha or thinga-you-know and not my Drama. Let them endure/enjoy it.

If someone chooses to smoke cigarettes? Well, I don't like it. It's smelly. But, so long as they keep it out of my personal breathing space then it isn't for me to love or hate. I have a slight enamoration (did I just make up another new word?) for spirited beverages and there are those who have an enamored distaste for such indulging. So long as I'm not endangering them with my partaking then not their drama.

I just want the world to be happy. And, when I find myself falling into a rut about "This and That and Him and Her and Why and Why Not and the ever selfish Whoah-is-Me" I kick myself in the pie. My Drama is not anyone else's. It's mine alone. Don't bring down the fantasies of everyone else, just because my dome gets a crack in it now and then. [Making note to God to send in those winged guys to fix that, as it is slightly obstructing my heavenly view.]

I just got tired of the internal whining. So I had to tell myself to pull up my big cowgirl boots and walk through all the Sh!t. There are some things I just can't fix. There are some decisions that aren't mine to make. There are some things that being internally angry about or sad about doesn't help. I'm gonna' have to roll with the punches, roll over the humps and bumps and deal with the life and death.

And as I often do, I've found my way to appreciating each little happy and each little joy, avoiding the urge to resonate on the negative and allowing myself the occasional need to live in a little denial.

That is my Drama. I'll keep to my own and let you have yours. I pray that in each day you find your way to add some Happy to your Drama.

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These are words never better placed together. Words I need to live by on a daily bases. :) I hope FW doesn't mind I borrowed this. :)







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The Catcher's Report

The Catcher's Report

I am typing this up early today as it is a busy weekend ahead. As I mentioned earlier this week my medical issues that I thought were way past me "popped up" this
week again. Out of the clear blue. I really thought last December when I had the third surgery. Blog on first surgery, same issue

But I woke up Monday with the all to familiar "lump" First reaction was to "ignore". Second was to climb up on my pity potty couch. But then I decided none of those were good options. So I called & got in yesterday to see my "favorite" doctor.

So when I went to Doctors y/day he was going to just do a round of antibiotics and for me to come back on Tuesday. Well seeing how ONE: Getting closer to Christmas and Winter Break and TWO: CDD is taking his last vacation days of the year Monday & Tuesday, I was just blunt with the Dr. if you do not think meds are going to work I would prefer you just do the surgery when husband available. Monday or Tuesday. Well those days didn't work for him. But today did. So at 10 am I report to the Outpatient surgery department. But of course this wouldn't be my life without kinks in this plan. ONE: CDD had already committed to OT tonight. TWO: He leaves Saturday Morning for a NFL trip.

So juggle we will do. But what I won't let it do is rune another holiday. I am not going to let this become us. Take over our lives. I am determined to have surgery today, and resume life back by no later than Sunday. Period.

So that is all I have this week. I am glad all my shopping is done. The decorations are up. The last tree needs it's ornaments, but Catcherdude and I will decorate Saturday. I really am in good spirits about this. I always let this get me down. Not this time. Nope! It just isn't going to be.

So until next week ...

Happy Friday!!




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