One of the concepts (and there are MANY) from My Big Fat Greek Wedding which I relate to is the father’s obsession with the ubiquitous usage of Windex as a one size fits all medical solution. My Russian father similarly resorted to his go-to resolution to remedy many health ailments: RUBBING ALCOHOL. If I got a bite, a scratch, a rash, a pimple, the solution was always ALCOHOL.
“These kids are driving me crazy!”If you are a mom, and unless you are Mother Theresa, I’m sure you’ve uttered (or screamed) these words out of frustration before.I know I have. Many times, in varying tones of voice.The fighting, the messes, the mealtimes, the questions....more
a picture is worth a thousand words? well here is the quarter that cost a thousand dollars. at a cheer event (where else?) an energetic, unsuspecting boy finds a quarter and places it in his mouth (where else?) because it seems like a fantastic idea....more
My husband was hospitalized during the last week of April for seven days. He was dealing with issues concerning his heart, liver and kidneys. We were married in August 2010. This was the first time that either of us has been hospitalized since our wedding. I learned a lot about him during that time. I also learned a lot about being a caregiver and the issues surrounding that role. Here are some of the insights that I gained, and continue to gain as I help him as he recuperates:...more
Childbirth classes were something I didn’t consider to be optional when I was pregnant. With my Type A personality and the fact that I am someone who would always rather know the ugly truth than a pleasant lie, you’d better believe I was in that class with pen in hand, taking notes. Plus I was pregnant with twins, so I was already at Terror Alert Level Orange.
I wasn't going to write this post because I really don't like drawing attention to health issues, but then I had several friends remind me that the reason people like to read my blog is because I'm real and honest. Well, here's the real and honest truth friends. I had surgery yesterday. And surgery stinks.To read more, visit: http://www.georgiapeachmommy.blogspot.comXo,J...more
I cannot be the only one…who used to be able to handle the workings of an entire company, chat on the phone with her best girlfriend about the insane sale they got on their latest pair of killer pumps, and paint their nails all at the same time, and not miss a beat. Only to jump ahead five years and not only not own any pumps that have been purchased in the last two years, but can’t even remember why they are standing in front of the open silverware drawer staring at it’s contents. This, my friends, is the sign of a scatterbrained mom…and I am one ...more
My mother is on Coumadin to prevent blood clots. And which, evidently, can thin your blood to the consistency of tap water. I say “tap” because when turned on, the blood will flow.
And I say “evidently,” because when she fell and gashed the back of her head on the corner of an open bureau drawer, within minutes she gushed enough blood to saturate her blue bedroom carpet, paisley bedspread, fleece nightgown, even the medical alert button around her neck which she did still have the panicked presence of mind to activate.