Tuesday, March 31, 2009

There comes a point in your life when you realize:
Who matters,
Who never did,
Who won't anymore....
And who always will..
So, don't worry about people from your past,
there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future..

Sunday, March 15, 2009

St Paddy's Day


I just want to put something straight
About what should be on your plate,
If it's corned beef you're makin'
You're sadly mistaken,
That isn't what Irishmen ate.

If you ever go over the pond
You'll find it's of bacon they're fond,
All crispy and fried,
With some cabbage beside,
And a big scoop of praties beyond.

Your average Pat was a peasant
Who could not afford beef or pheasant.
On the end of his fork
Was a bit of salt pork,
As a change from potatoes 'twas pleasant.

This custom the Yanks have invented,
Is an error they've never repented,
But bacon's the stuff
That all Irishmen scoff,
With fried cabbage it is supplemented.

So please get it right this St. Paddy's.
Don't feed this old beef to your daddies.
It may be much flasher,
But a simple old rasher,
Is what you should eat with your tatties.

© Frances Shilliday 2004

Monday, December 8, 2008

R.I.P. Simon

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your Mommy's boy, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Saturday, August 9, 2008

and he is here!

Michael Jr. has arrived and captured everyone's hearts! Looks just like Michael Sr!!!

Born 8/8/08, weighing 8lbs. and 1 1/2 oz, 21 and a 1/2 inches! Big baby. Tired Mama!

Friday, August 8, 2008

Today is the day!

Sometime today, we will be welcoming our newest addition to our growing family. Marilina is in labor!

This Granma is getting dressed and going to be part of the delivery of our grandson!!!!

Friday, May 2, 2008

It starts all over again...

In a previous post, I wrote about my hubby's impending surgery. Well, he had it and is still recovering. It looks like it was a success... but the 4 mth. recovery period is taking a toll. He needs to wear a neck brace 24 hours a day for 4 months. Can't drive and is not supposed to work even though he is...

Well bad news is, he ended back in the ER last week. They found that his entire spine is a mess. Stenosis through-out. Plus other complications. We have no idea where this will go and what will eventually happen :-(

On top of this, they found a mass is in right kidney.... He just had an ultrasound this morning and we hopefully will know more later today.

Please keep Ron in your prayers....

Friday, April 11, 2008


What a month this family has endured. First, Ron's surgery that went well with few complications. He is going to start speech therapy to learn how to swallow again, after losing like 25 lbs! Poor guy.

I am not sure who knows that on the same day as his surgery, Jenn was brought to the ER for a 105 temp. I had to leave St. Raphael's and go to Yale to be with her. Mike left Yale and went to St Raphaels. Fran was back and forth and having to deal with the Yale saga. What a mess. After numerous requests and demands to do a strep culture, they refused and sent her home after the culture for Influenza B tested positive. My poor baby went downhill.

Jenn started having seizure like episode. 911'ed her on a Thursday and she was admitted by her liver doc. She was discharged on Friday. Saturday, Jenn has a episode that lasts for several hours. She is admitted again. Then all hell broke loose. She had every test, known to mankind. They found non active strep in her system. They thought she might have a UTI due to dark urine. Started her on bactrim, 3 doses and it was stopped. Her test was negative. They even did a pregnancy test without my knowledge. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR Good news? She is not pregnant.

Jenn's INR's (platelet count) has dropped significantly. Her liver failure is up a bit. Her portal hypertension is being controlled by an increase of meds. Now this... *sigh*

Jenn then did an overnight EEG study. No seizure activity. Sedated MRI, her brain is fine. They witnessed the episodes, thank God! Her body would go into spasms. Tongue protruded and twisted. Yet she was alert. Time to call in the big guns.

Final diagnosis is movement disorder brought on by the untreated strep! Vestibular disorder, unknown as to why. 13 days later, we are home. We have liquid Ativan to give her when the episodes start.

She has lost most of her skills and we have PT at home plus we are starting outpatient therapy to use a tilt table. Which hopefully will help retrain her to stand, crawl and become the independent child she was before the 17th. It is hell watching her go thru this.