We had some beautiful snow today, everything looks so clean and nice. I went out to run some errands and when I got back to my car it was sleeting. I was hoping there wouldn't be too much ice before snow, and luckily there wasn't. I talked to Mel at one point and she told me the snowflakes out where she was were huge and when I finally caught up with them, she was right. I've never seen such huge flakes, they were about the size of my hand. I was wondering if I was going to have to worry about body damage to my car! Okay, maybe not... Anyway, everything looks so nice, I just wish we would have had more.
I'm going to go down to the library tomorrow and hopefully get some genealogy stuff DONE that I've been working on - okay procrastinating with - for a month or so. I need to get them done, but I hate the microfilm viewers at the library. This stuff won't get done by itself though, so I might as well get to it.
We're still pathetically behind at work. I've got about 8 hours of OT this week, and I'm hoping to get some more in tomorrow - and probably Sunday. I just realized today that our block time changed at church at the first of the year, and I have no idea what time church is now. I'm hoping we don't have the 8:30 block, but I'm thinking we do. I can never get up that early, by little inner clock is set to go to bed at 3:30 or 4 a.m. and there's no way I can make it up by 4 - unless I'm still awake from the night before!
Barb is back at work! Yay! Her surgery went well and she came back this week. I'm hoping now that we're back to full speed plus have the 2 PT typists we'll get caught up eventually. One of the new girls has worked for us before on an on-call basis, so she's pretty quick. The other girl just completed MT training, so she's pretty slow, but she's smart, so I'm sure it won't take her too long to catch on to what's going on. I feel like we're just at the bottom of a big deep hole and we're never going to get out! Tonight was the night for duplicate dictations too... One of the doctors has a med student working with him. He's an okay dictator, but long... He did 2 reports on the same person and they were both over 15 minutes long. Gad! But they're all done. Amanda was working early this a.m., so she did a couple H&Ps for me or I would have had to leave those for Barb today. The flu is running rampant and it's hitting the elderly pretty hard.
Speaking of which, I just read an article tonight that said Tamiflu wasn't working with this year's flu virus. That's not good. The thought of a pandemic is not pleasant, yet I can see it happening in the relatively near future. Stock up on groceries, then if it hits, stay home!
Sophie's memorial has been posted. You can view it here if you want. It's been a month today since we lost here. Still missing her, but it's getting better. I see that Judy has another special needs baby (but aren't they all?) at her sanctuary. This poor girl had been in a home, but somehow ended up in a puppy mill. There was a fight and she lost a hind leg and one ear. Poor little sweetheart. I'd love to take her in, but Steve says you can't save them all, and I know he's probably right. But those really special ones I have a hard time saying no to.
Ah well, it's time for bed.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
This was so neat, but it made me cry
You really have to hear Jimmy Stewart read this to appreciate it, but I can never get YouTube to work for me. It's on my Facebook account though. Anyway, here's the poem. Thanks, Jimmy!
Beau
He never came to me when I would call
Unless I had a tennis ball,
Or he felt like it,
But mostly he didn't come at all.
When he was young
He never learned to heel
Or sit or stay,
He did things his way.
Discipline was not his bag
But when you were with him things sure didn't drag.
He'd dig up a rosebush just to spite me,
And when I'd grab him,
he'd turn and bite me.
He bit lots of folks from day to day,
The delivery boy was his favorite prey.
The gas man wouldn't read our meter,
He said we owned a real man-eater.
He set the house on fire
But the story's long to tell.
Suffice it to say that he survived
And the house survived as well.
On the evening walks, and Gloria took him,
He was always first out the door.
The Old One and I brought up the rear
Because our bones were sore.
He would charge up the street with Mom hanging on,
What a beautiful pair they were!
And if it was still light and the tourists were out,
They created a bit of a stir.
But every once in a while,
he would stop in his tracks
And with a frown on his face look around.
It was just to make sure that the Old One was there
And would follow him where he was bound.
We are early-to-bedders at our house--
I guess I'm the first to retire.
And as I'd leave the room he'd look at me
And get up from his place by the fire.
He knew where the tennis balls were upstairs,
And I'd give him one for a while.
He would push it under the bed with his nose
And I'd fish it out with a smile.
And before very long
He'd tire of the ball
And be asleep in his corner
In no time at all.
And there were nights when I'd feel him
Climb upon our bed
And lie between us,
And I'd pat his head.
And there were nights when I'd feel this stare
And I'd wake up and he'd be sitting there
And I reach out my hand and stroke his hair.
And sometimes I'd feel him sigh
and I think I know the reason why.
He would wake up at night
And he would have this fear
Of the dark, of life, of lots of things,
And he'd be glad to have me near.
And now he's dead.
And there are nights when I think I feel him
Climb upon our bed and lie between us,
And I pat his head.
And there are nights when I thinkI feel that stare
And I reach out my hand to stroke his hair,
But he's not there.
Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
I'll always love a dog named Beau.
~ Jimmy Stewart ~
Beau
He never came to me when I would call
Unless I had a tennis ball,
Or he felt like it,
But mostly he didn't come at all.
When he was young
He never learned to heel
Or sit or stay,
He did things his way.
Discipline was not his bag
But when you were with him things sure didn't drag.
He'd dig up a rosebush just to spite me,
And when I'd grab him,
he'd turn and bite me.
He bit lots of folks from day to day,
The delivery boy was his favorite prey.
The gas man wouldn't read our meter,
He said we owned a real man-eater.
He set the house on fire
But the story's long to tell.
Suffice it to say that he survived
And the house survived as well.
On the evening walks, and Gloria took him,
He was always first out the door.
The Old One and I brought up the rear
Because our bones were sore.
He would charge up the street with Mom hanging on,
What a beautiful pair they were!
And if it was still light and the tourists were out,
They created a bit of a stir.
But every once in a while,
he would stop in his tracks
And with a frown on his face look around.
It was just to make sure that the Old One was there
And would follow him where he was bound.
We are early-to-bedders at our house--
I guess I'm the first to retire.
And as I'd leave the room he'd look at me
And get up from his place by the fire.
He knew where the tennis balls were upstairs,
And I'd give him one for a while.
He would push it under the bed with his nose
And I'd fish it out with a smile.
And before very long
He'd tire of the ball
And be asleep in his corner
In no time at all.
And there were nights when I'd feel him
Climb upon our bed
And lie between us,
And I'd pat his head.
And there were nights when I'd feel this stare
And I'd wake up and he'd be sitting there
And I reach out my hand and stroke his hair.
And sometimes I'd feel him sigh
and I think I know the reason why.
He would wake up at night
And he would have this fear
Of the dark, of life, of lots of things,
And he'd be glad to have me near.
And now he's dead.
And there are nights when I think I feel him
Climb upon our bed and lie between us,
And I pat his head.
And there are nights when I thinkI feel that stare
And I reach out my hand to stroke his hair,
But he's not there.
Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
I'll always love a dog named Beau.
~ Jimmy Stewart ~
Monday, January 5, 2009
Happy New Year!
And here's to a better 2009! We didn't do anything this year, which was just fine with me! I was supposed to work, but my computer died on my again. Imagine... lol! I took it up to the hospital on New Year's Day and picked it up again the next day. Finally working like it should. I can't figure out why the hospital doesn't have a spare computer or two, just in case we have problems with ours. They sure can't get them fixed in a timely manner, and they still expect the dictation to be done. You think they'd have a loaner when we bring one in, we can pick up the loaner and thus not lose any typing time. We have over 800 jobs in the system. Eight-freaking-hundred! There was a time when if we had over 250 or so jobs Administration was breathing down our necks. We have over 150 - probably closer to 200 discharge summaries that need to be done. Hellooooo, that's revenue that the hospital can't get until we get them done and the coders have done their work and bills are sent out. Computers are relatively cheap these days. Of course we're getting that "upgrade" soon. That's what I heard when I started working here 2-1/2 years ago. Our manager told our lead the other day that we'll get new computers with XP on them when we get the new system. Woo hoo.... I'd like to know where they're going to find computers with XP on them now. I wonder if the new system is Vista compatible? Oh well, the computer is back, it's working, I'm working... All is well with the world for right now.
Everyone is doing great! Meg went back to school last night after being home for a month. The house is sure quiet without her. Toby and Ruger are both in a funk now. LOL! It used to be only Ruger that would pine away when Meg left to go to school, but since Sophie died Toby adopted Meg as his new buddy. Ruh row... as Scooby Doo would say. He stayed in bed all day. Don't know if he was sulking or mourning, but she'll be back in 2 weeks for the weekend and he'll be happy. I feel sorry for them, I wish I could make them understand that she'll be back soon, but for as many times as she's come and gone, Ruger still doesn't get it.
I finally got busy and got Sophie's memorial page submitted today at the Dachshund memorial page. Cried buckets while I did it, but it's done. Now, I need to start working on her scrapbook. I started printing out all the messages we got from people when she went to The Bridge, but took a break and never went back to it. There's always tomorrow!
We've been having a blast with the Wii Steve got for Christmas. (Thanks mom!) Steve is hooked on something like rabid raggets (I can't remember the name for the life of me), and I'm having a blast with Wii bowling. I'd love to have WiiFit, but with it being the first of the year, all the prescriptions are going to be full price, the kennel license is due, and so are all the dog licenses. January is tough! Thankfully, we switched back to ConAgra's health insurance and won't have a $13,000 out of pocket expense this year - and hopefully no one will need surgery! (Steve, do you hear me?)
Steve got me a Nintendo DS for Christmas and a couple of word games and brain quizzes, it's fun, but I think I still like my Kindle best... There's nothing like a good book, a warm fire, and an ice-cold Dr. Pepper!
Matt and Mirisa got me some scrapbook stuff, stamps and 9 or 10 different little stamp pads, some rub ons and some rub on edging, so I have to get back to working on my scrapbooks. I've got to corral Sarah some time too, she's still got all her Hannah Montana stuff to finish (hint, hint, Mel...) I've got to get that room cleaned out! I've got a couple requests from RAOGK too, so I need to get to the library and get some more lookups done for obits they requested. I met one of Nebraska's great genealogist's when I was there last week, she gave me some good tips and a couple good websites to check out for Omaha, Douglas County, marriages and obits - Thanks, Karen!
Well, that's my break for tonight. As I sit here and look at all my snoozing dogs, I wish I could join them - but only 4 more hours to go! Have a Happy New Year everyone!
Everyone is doing great! Meg went back to school last night after being home for a month. The house is sure quiet without her. Toby and Ruger are both in a funk now. LOL! It used to be only Ruger that would pine away when Meg left to go to school, but since Sophie died Toby adopted Meg as his new buddy. Ruh row... as Scooby Doo would say. He stayed in bed all day. Don't know if he was sulking or mourning, but she'll be back in 2 weeks for the weekend and he'll be happy. I feel sorry for them, I wish I could make them understand that she'll be back soon, but for as many times as she's come and gone, Ruger still doesn't get it.
I finally got busy and got Sophie's memorial page submitted today at the Dachshund memorial page. Cried buckets while I did it, but it's done. Now, I need to start working on her scrapbook. I started printing out all the messages we got from people when she went to The Bridge, but took a break and never went back to it. There's always tomorrow!
We've been having a blast with the Wii Steve got for Christmas. (Thanks mom!) Steve is hooked on something like rabid raggets (I can't remember the name for the life of me), and I'm having a blast with Wii bowling. I'd love to have WiiFit, but with it being the first of the year, all the prescriptions are going to be full price, the kennel license is due, and so are all the dog licenses. January is tough! Thankfully, we switched back to ConAgra's health insurance and won't have a $13,000 out of pocket expense this year - and hopefully no one will need surgery! (Steve, do you hear me?)
Steve got me a Nintendo DS for Christmas and a couple of word games and brain quizzes, it's fun, but I think I still like my Kindle best... There's nothing like a good book, a warm fire, and an ice-cold Dr. Pepper!
Matt and Mirisa got me some scrapbook stuff, stamps and 9 or 10 different little stamp pads, some rub ons and some rub on edging, so I have to get back to working on my scrapbooks. I've got to corral Sarah some time too, she's still got all her Hannah Montana stuff to finish (hint, hint, Mel...) I've got to get that room cleaned out! I've got a couple requests from RAOGK too, so I need to get to the library and get some more lookups done for obits they requested. I met one of Nebraska's great genealogist's when I was there last week, she gave me some good tips and a couple good websites to check out for Omaha, Douglas County, marriages and obits - Thanks, Karen!
Well, that's my break for tonight. As I sit here and look at all my snoozing dogs, I wish I could join them - but only 4 more hours to go! Have a Happy New Year everyone!
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