A few weeks ago I got a call from my sister that my mom was having pain in her lower leg.

As a nurse, I knew that her history of Atrial fibrillation could mean that that pain was a blood clot. To make a long story short, it was.

My brain exploded. I had to get kids, dogs, house and husband organized and, in 2 hours time, catch a flight that a friend found for me… was the last one leaving to get me there in time for her surgery. I made that flight with 30 minutes to spare.  HOOO YAH!!  Super Hero time!

I drank wine on the flight there, because, OMG, my brain was in overdrive. Freaking stess city. All the what ifs were running through my medical mind and the possibility of them all happening were quite high.  At 85, my mom is in dang good shape. She does not look her age at all, but her heart has been grooving to its own beat these days, and it has created health issues that are no bueno.

Landing in DFW, I was feeling fine from the red, red wine.  My sister was supposed to meet me there, but you have to know my sister to understand that I did not have high hopes of hopping in a warm car straight off the plane.  Instead I ended up having to beg a shuttle dude to take me to the hospital.  My driver was from Africa. In Texas. In fact, all the drivers were from Africa.  The randomness of why they are in Dallas was making me laugh in my red wine induced state. I sent this pic to a friend with the caption “I’m home!  Haha!! The guys taking me in the shuttle is speaks my African. Wtf? Too fun”. To which she replied “Lol!! Are you drunk?”.


I replied “I wish”.

I won’t get into the details of my moms hospital stay, as that is her story, but I will say that she sailed through the surgery and is now clot free, thank God!.  Her stay up until my last night was pretty uneventful.  Went out with a friend for dinner, and I returned to the hospital to chaos. She had gone into atrial fib and some genius decided my 85 yo mother needed some Ambien to calm down.  We called it the zombie drug when I worked on the medical surgical floor, because the patients sleep for about 30 minutes, then are up all night climbing the walls. It is truly a vile drug for the elderly.

I had to catch a plane the next morning, had slept a grand total of 6 hours since Friday, and it was now Monday night and my mom was absolutely going bonkers on the stuff…..climbing over bed rails, hallucinating…you name it. When the nurse walked in to see what was going on, she said “Oh my.” and I looked at her and said “that’s okay…it’s why you wear a name badge”.  I! WAS! PISSED!  When she informed me that they gave the Ambian to relax her, I gestured to my mother who was trying to catch imaginary bugs in the air, and told the nurse “She is 85yo and has never had a drug like this.  To whoever decided this was a good thing, may a million camels piss in their yard”.

Needless to say, I literally did not sleep at all.  The next morning her awesome and hilarious day nurse agreed that ambien was a poor choice and put these signs up in her room. LOL!



Here is my mom with the best nurse ever!  Seriously.


Before I threw on my backpack and caught my plane (again a shuttle….my family is seriously time challenged) I drew happy faces in the “a’s”, “o’s” and “b’s” on his awesome signs.

My beautiful mommy!


She is home now, and doing well.  I am so so very grateful to my friend who found a flight that would get me there in time to hug and kiss this beautiful woman before they took her back to the OR.  I can’t imagine how I would have felt if I didn’t go, and something had happened to her.

All I can say is, don’t ever take for granted the opportunities to love that God puts in your path.  He never, ever guarantees tomorrow, but today is a sure bet.

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Painting and crafts because baby, the coast is cold!

With all the cold, we have been doing some little art projects around here.

I had some quotes that I learned in Sayulita that were meaningful to me and I wanted to do something that would give me a visual reminder of my time there with friends and of living more carefree and simple, as they do in Sayulita.  The greeting there is not “Hola” but “buena onda” which basically means good wave/vibe. I loved that and it fit our life so well.  “Live what you love” is all over the net, but I believe it originated with Pacha Mama and her art, in which she incorporated the phrase….from there it showed up all over Pinterest and started a trend.  I have some shirts that are silk screamed from Pacha Mama, Sayulita and this saying is on it.  It resonated with my friend Shelley and I.

These were pretty easy.  I got some stick on letters and spray paint.  For the one on the right, I sprayed the base Sea Glass, let it dry, then applied the letters and spray painted over all with white.  Peel off the letters and there you have it.  For the one on the right, I just put the letters on blank canvas and spray painted on the Sea Glass.


Mia made one for her room too. She painted on different shades of blue, used a paper towel to create a “waves” effect in the paint colors, let it dry, put on the letters and then spray painted it white.  Peel off the letters and there you have it. Easy day and so cute for her room. Simple and so her.  She always has salty hair and smells of the sea. My mermaid.


I am trying to learn how to paint with acrylics.  I am not very good but I sure have fun.  I saw a painting on the internet and thought it would be fun to paint, and here is the result. I like how it turned out.   I can only do abstract and silhouettes at this point but hope to do more realistic waves in the future.


The weather will be warming back up for the weekend here, and we will be getting some waves so I am hopeful to be back outside for a few days before the next front the following Wednesday.  I am so ready for winter to make an exit and spring to take her place.  Wetsuits are for the birds!

Have a great weekend! Oh, and if you didn’t know, And Baby Makes 6 is on Facebook now. Go give us a “like”!  See you there!

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