FirstBorn

There is nothing like having a first child and seeing that child have their own first born. That is what happened on September 17, 2009. My daughter had her first born. No she didn't give birth but that doesn't matter. When I saw them hand that precious little boy in her arms she had the same look on her face that any first time mommies has. She cried with joy, looked him all over, touched him and just stared at this little bundle. Then I watched my son in law hold him and look at him. The feelings that I had were the same feelings that would be there if she had given birth to him. Brandon was holding little Matthew and she was leaning over touching his hand and just staring at him. She made a comment that now she knows why parents stare at their new baby. There was an instant bond between them and Matthew was so content in Brandi's arms. I felt the joy of holding my first born grandson also. It was the most awesome experience that I have ever felt.

Now I have two grandsons that are from a son that was adopted, and I love them as they were my own. But having your first born child especially a daughter have theirs is something that cannot be described. I know that God placed this child with Brandi and Brandon and that we will all be very blessed. I look forward to seeing all the first that Brandi and Brandon will experience as first time parents.

Joshua Matthew Lee Fought could not have gotten better parents then Brandi and Brandon. He will be loved, cherished and of course spoiled by his Nana and NanaNana as if she gave birth. There is no difference. One child is chosen for you and the other you choose in a way. God is still in control over both. God is good, great and awesome.

Football, Kids, and Rain

Friday night is in the air. Football, band, crowds, cheerleaders. I took my three grandsons to the homecoming game last week. It was raining off and on and the two year old did not like the rain. He was also not so sure of the crowds and noise. He had a panicked look on his face and was hanging on to me for dear life. Was not expecting that reaction from the little boy who loves to play with the football. Finally the face softened and he became more relaxed and was okay with me putting him down. He began to cheer and dance when the band played. He was soooo cute doing this. But just when I thought he was finally enjoying himself where comes Majic the mascot. Majic went one way and little Mr. J took off the other way. I didn't know a two year old could move so fast. Got him over that one and here comes Majic again and there goes Mr. J. Then he began to enjoy the game and dance and yell Go Red. All was well....until it started raining. Mr. J. does not like the rain falling on him. He grabbed hold of me the great protector and hung on. We left before the game was over but not by much. All in all was a great night.

Doctors

Doctors are only human too. We should never forget that. They make mistakes and forget that sometimes a person just needs to be cared for reguardless as to what the status is. There was a older person who came into a emergency room who had a DNR and was bleeding everywhere. Now the nurse who took care of this person was doing everything she could to get the doctor to help this person. He ordered blood to be typed and crossed instead of Oneg which is universal donor and one unit of FFP (which is a platelets to help stop some of the bleeding). The order was put into as a STAT order. Since the patient was a DNR the doc would not listen to the nurse. The lab was called numerous times for the STAT order and was working on it. The person was sent to ICU, the blood never made it and the person died. Now would it have changed anything if the blood had gotten to this person sooner? No one knows. The nurse went above and beyond and should not have felt that she didn't. We have to remember that everyone has the right to die with dignity and with everything done that the person wants done. A DNR doesn't give the right for anyone to disreguard their life as unimportant. To my friend who take care of this person.....you did everything right.....you took care of this person and gave him respect and dignity.....you are a good nurse.

The Elderly

When is it that we become to old to be treated with dignity and respect? I work in a trauma center and day after day I see people from nursing homes coming in, in the most horrible conditions. People who work in nursing homes understands what kind of people are there and the job they are to do. So why is it that they are left and not giving anything to drink or turned or even simply giving a bath after they become incontient? I am amazed that the ones caring for these little people still have jobs. Have they forgotten that they themselves are nurses and the people they care for are someones, mom,dad,sister, brother, grandmother, and grandfather. We should all stop and think how we would want someone treating someone we care about. Just because a person gets older and unable to do some or all of things they used to doesn't give anyone the right to throw them away. We are all people and deserve respect at any age.

Family Relationships

What makes a family? Is it blood or is it a deeper connection? We had court today reguarding the little ones my daughter has. They will be staying with us for awhile longer. The parents didn't even show up. These little ones have become a part of our family even though there is no blood ties there. They don't look like us but none the less they are part of our family and it does not matter how they became apart. A family is just a group of people who love, care and respect each other. God chooses the people who are in a family and He choose us to be apart of these preciouse little ones lives and they have brought a countless amount of blessing to all of us. There has been ups and downs trials and triumphs but that is the it goes with any family. We don't know how long they will be with us but we will cherish every moment we have. God knows where they will end up and what kind of life they will have. We can only pray that we are part of that plan.

Getting and Feeling Old

Well I had my appointment with the orthropedist and just as we thought I tore my cartilage in my knee. I will have a scope done on it on the 16th of September and will be able to go back to work on that Monday. Thank goodness I wont be out long. Doing the scope now is my choice since supposedly it will not get worse just more "painful". I have five days in a row off and thought what the heck lets do it then if I can get back to work the next week. Even though it will be sore and I may have a limp it will not be any worse than it is now.

Now you may wonder how I did this. Was it an old sport injury? An automobile accident? Did I fall off of a building? No to all of these. I was just doing some yard work at my house in May. I must have just squatted and turned wrong one too many times. That is how you know when you are getting old. The things you used to do without difficulty now can cause tears in cartilage.

Getting old is not for sissies that is for sure. I refuse to be one so I will keep pushing until I can't anymore.

Grandchildren

I have had my oldest grandson now for two weeks while they are in the process of moving back. He is almost 13 and is ever bit a "teenager". I laughs at things that you say without meaning anything, eats everything in site, and listens to his music fairly loud. Boy do I miss those days at times. It has been great having him hear. He has helped me with yard work and putting things together. He will be in the 7th grade this year and playing football for my alma mater and I can't wait to see him on the field. His younger brother is 10 and likes to read more and be inside so he and I clash at times. I need to work on that one quite a bit. That relationship is harder than the one I have with the older one. I just get frustrated with him easier. Maybe as he grows we can come to a common ground. Then the two smaller ones my daughter has. I am very excited to have at least one granddaughter. I can't wait for things like Halloween, football and Christmas with them if they are still with us. I know it is possible for them to be back with their birth parents but really don't like to think about it. So for now I will enjoy, and cherish the times I get to spend with each and everyone of my wonderful grandchildren...