It is not even 9 a.m., I can't believe the doctor has already called with the news of the day. I decided to send the news out this way so everybody got the same story at the same time.
The blood work so far was ok. However, I am going to have to have more tests
The MRI not as much. There is a tumor on my pituitary gland. It is NOT cancer (He said they never are) but it is putting pressure on my optic nerves and the pituitary gland is like the control center for the rest of the body and it needs to be taken care of. Dr Stones will attempt to contact the endocrinologist in SLC and make an appointment for me next week. It may have to be surgically removed but they may be able to do it with radiation. We will just have to wait and see (Ha!)
It is a relief to know there is something there and I am not totally over the edge. And it is correctable.
I love you all!
Mommy Nolan
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
I do have a brain and I have got proof
I really tried to put a picture in here, real proof that inside this thing attached to my shoulders is a brain. But since this brain couldn't get passed the "internal error" no picture is available to you at this time. So sad! I wanted you guys to see and believe. Of course, even the picture could not prove that the brain is actually capable of processing thought or making decisions, let alone good decisions. But it was a start.
I did have the MRI done today and the results should be available tomorrow. I can get them from the doctor in the morning, if he is in the office. I will let you know when I know something.
I did discover that something was broken in the latest fall. But it wasn't a bone. It was the strap on my favorite black shoes. With no cobbler in town and very worn tred they are most likely not worth the effort of saving. But I morn the loss. They were so comfortable and I could wear them to church, the store, around the house, camping, anywhere. It is definitely cheaper to replace them then repairing a broken bone!
Yet another day has passed and I got the MRI, replaced the nail that popped off, went to lunch with a couple of friends--and watched every word I said (yea Mom) and got a massage. Now that was really, really nice adn relaxing to my stiff neck muscles. So I feel pretty good about making it through another day. Thank you God, thank you my loved ones.
I did have the MRI done today and the results should be available tomorrow. I can get them from the doctor in the morning, if he is in the office. I will let you know when I know something.
I did discover that something was broken in the latest fall. But it wasn't a bone. It was the strap on my favorite black shoes. With no cobbler in town and very worn tred they are most likely not worth the effort of saving. But I morn the loss. They were so comfortable and I could wear them to church, the store, around the house, camping, anywhere. It is definitely cheaper to replace them then repairing a broken bone!
Yet another day has passed and I got the MRI, replaced the nail that popped off, went to lunch with a couple of friends--and watched every word I said (yea Mom) and got a massage. Now that was really, really nice adn relaxing to my stiff neck muscles. So I feel pretty good about making it through another day. Thank you God, thank you my loved ones.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Ooops!
OOOPS!
I thought about never writing again as my most recent posts were well, offensive to some. No offence was ever intended. I surely wish you, whoever you are, would have talked to me instead of , oh well it doesn't matter now.
I actually feel bad for all of you that don't have much of a choice regarding me. I am the only mother you may ever have on this earth. And I feel bad about what I have put you through. You all deserve so much more. I guess I actually feel really bad about who I am right now, Maybe tomorrow will be better, new pills, actually a return to the old, old pills. "Could be, who knows" a return to the old me.
I am so sorry to all of you!
OOOPS again
Unfortunatly when I get over stressed I lose focus for even the simple things, like walking down stairs. Actually it was as much the eyes as anything else but it's done now. This time it was the front steps, I got up close and personal with the orange rock in the dirt/tulip garden. The fall also shattered the plate of food I was carrying. Oh shoot!
Here is the really good news! I do not have a black eye or broken upper jaw! My lip is not torn and I do not need stitches on my face. Now that is a lot to be grateful for! My face avoided the rock. My left arm is pretty scraped up, my watch band broke-but the crystal, which was damaged before Christmas, is still intact, sort of'. My left knee is scraped and I get a sharp pain in it every once in a while, but I can't see any swelling yet. I didn't go to the emergency room as they wouldn't have been able to tell if it was broken or not. Remember it took five weeks for them to tell me last time.
Additional good news, Beck saw me fall and was there to pick me up brush me off and clean up the mess. I cannot say thank you enough, to Beck and my Heavenly Father.
Even more good news, they drew blood for tests today and I get to have the MRI tomorrow. I sincerely do not believe they will find anything in the MRI, but what they rule out will be a relief sort of. I really want to be able to see again. This is so frustrating! There has to be something that can be done about my vision. Since I am going to be at the hospital anyway, if anything feels real bad, I'll have it looked at then.
Golly, that adds up to Spiritually challenged; physically, falling and in pain; and emotionally, unstable at best. This does not look good. But I am still alive, God must not be done with me-yet. So I will keep going and pray for better fays ahead. I hope you will too.
I thought about never writing again as my most recent posts were well, offensive to some. No offence was ever intended. I surely wish you, whoever you are, would have talked to me instead of , oh well it doesn't matter now.
I actually feel bad for all of you that don't have much of a choice regarding me. I am the only mother you may ever have on this earth. And I feel bad about what I have put you through. You all deserve so much more. I guess I actually feel really bad about who I am right now, Maybe tomorrow will be better, new pills, actually a return to the old, old pills. "Could be, who knows" a return to the old me.
I am so sorry to all of you!
OOOPS again
Unfortunatly when I get over stressed I lose focus for even the simple things, like walking down stairs. Actually it was as much the eyes as anything else but it's done now. This time it was the front steps, I got up close and personal with the orange rock in the dirt/tulip garden. The fall also shattered the plate of food I was carrying. Oh shoot!
Here is the really good news! I do not have a black eye or broken upper jaw! My lip is not torn and I do not need stitches on my face. Now that is a lot to be grateful for! My face avoided the rock. My left arm is pretty scraped up, my watch band broke-but the crystal, which was damaged before Christmas, is still intact, sort of'. My left knee is scraped and I get a sharp pain in it every once in a while, but I can't see any swelling yet. I didn't go to the emergency room as they wouldn't have been able to tell if it was broken or not. Remember it took five weeks for them to tell me last time.
Additional good news, Beck saw me fall and was there to pick me up brush me off and clean up the mess. I cannot say thank you enough, to Beck and my Heavenly Father.
Even more good news, they drew blood for tests today and I get to have the MRI tomorrow. I sincerely do not believe they will find anything in the MRI, but what they rule out will be a relief sort of. I really want to be able to see again. This is so frustrating! There has to be something that can be done about my vision. Since I am going to be at the hospital anyway, if anything feels real bad, I'll have it looked at then.
Golly, that adds up to Spiritually challenged; physically, falling and in pain; and emotionally, unstable at best. This does not look good. But I am still alive, God must not be done with me-yet. So I will keep going and pray for better fays ahead. I hope you will too.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Courage
I guess I have always had a certain amount of courage, faith you could say.
But I have always wanted to have someone believe in me enough to actually stand up for me. Through all the teen years of my children, one in particular but we don't need to name names, I longed for the day that someone would see things through my eyes and rescue me or at least defend me, as the mother. A simple, "You don't treat your mother like that!" would have been a blessed event. It never happened. "You were doing a pretty good job of defending yourself." was as close as it ever got. Didn't anyone see me crouched on the floor of the kitchen, taking the--all be it verbal--assault? Have I always been so useless as to be not to be worth defending?
Somethings never change.
Courage, the strength to be who I am, where I am. "I am a daughter of my Heavenly Father, who loves me, and I love Him. I will “stand as witnesses of God at all times and in all things, and in all places.” Even if I have to do it alone. I know, with God on your side you are never alone. But every now and then you, maybe not you, but I, coud use a human hug and someone along to boost my courage. Who lnows even defend me?
But I have always wanted to have someone believe in me enough to actually stand up for me. Through all the teen years of my children, one in particular but we don't need to name names, I longed for the day that someone would see things through my eyes and rescue me or at least defend me, as the mother. A simple, "You don't treat your mother like that!" would have been a blessed event. It never happened. "You were doing a pretty good job of defending yourself." was as close as it ever got. Didn't anyone see me crouched on the floor of the kitchen, taking the--all be it verbal--assault? Have I always been so useless as to be not to be worth defending?
Somethings never change.
Courage, the strength to be who I am, where I am. "I am a daughter of my Heavenly Father, who loves me, and I love Him. I will “stand as witnesses of God at all times and in all things, and in all places.” Even if I have to do it alone. I know, with God on your side you are never alone. But every now and then you, maybe not you, but I, coud use a human hug and someone along to boost my courage. Who lnows even defend me?
Monday, March 16, 2009
Celebrating the Green
It's the celebrating of the green once again. Don't forget who your are. Irish at heart. and green of clothing.
Be sure to wish your favorite "green man" aka Papa a happy him day!
We had our traditional brisket and cabbage on Sunday. It was good but very fatty and greasy.
There is a surprise for each of the little green Nolans in the big city at Mach's house. Here it's just another day in Paradise. Food orders, evictions, more people out of work, who could ask for more? At least there haven't been any deaths in the ward! Now that is something to be grateful!
Be sure to wish your favorite "green man" aka Papa a happy him day!
We had our traditional brisket and cabbage on Sunday. It was good but very fatty and greasy.
There is a surprise for each of the little green Nolans in the big city at Mach's house. Here it's just another day in Paradise. Food orders, evictions, more people out of work, who could ask for more? At least there haven't been any deaths in the ward! Now that is something to be grateful!
Swans are Birds
Pat earned some serious Hubby of the Year Points on Saturday.
Pat listens to the Saturday early morning sports show-whatever it is called, on KSL. He heard about Swan Days at the Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge. I used to be a birder, I loved being able to tell them apart! So he took me, over to the park and we drove, at least10 miles off and on (sudden changes and car eating potholes) of dirt roas and then a full 12 of all dirt-one way-that was oftern ignored-road followed.
We could hear the swans even before we could see them. They were beautiful and huge, what I could see of them. You "see" the eagle eyes are not what they used to be. And worse, the doctors don't seem to be able to correct them! UGH!!! These tundra swans are headed for the NORTH coast of Alaska and Canada. Look on a map, that is a long way!
We also saw geese and ducks and lots of coots (little black duck like birds with whilte beaks.). In the visitors center they had a live pelican, one of my all time favoriites. They are big also-and fond in Florida (usually brown there).
I wished we had taken Ella but in the end, four hours of driving and only tow short potty stops just might have been asking too much. I had an idea for her birthday party though . . .
Thanks Papa!
Pat listens to the Saturday early morning sports show-whatever it is called, on KSL. He heard about Swan Days at the Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge. I used to be a birder, I loved being able to tell them apart! So he took me, over to the park and we drove, at least10 miles off and on (sudden changes and car eating potholes) of dirt roas and then a full 12 of all dirt-one way-that was oftern ignored-road followed.
We could hear the swans even before we could see them. They were beautiful and huge, what I could see of them. You "see" the eagle eyes are not what they used to be. And worse, the doctors don't seem to be able to correct them! UGH!!! These tundra swans are headed for the NORTH coast of Alaska and Canada. Look on a map, that is a long way!
We also saw geese and ducks and lots of coots (little black duck like birds with whilte beaks.). In the visitors center they had a live pelican, one of my all time favoriites. They are big also-and fond in Florida (usually brown there).
I wished we had taken Ella but in the end, four hours of driving and only tow short potty stops just might have been asking too much. I had an idea for her birthday party though . . .
Thanks Papa!
Friday, March 13, 2009
I Wanna (did) Run Through the Halls of My High School
I saw Mary's answers and wondered if anyone knew any of these things about me. I wonder if I even know these things about me, let;s see,
1. Did you date someone from your school?
Yep, sort of, he'd already moved on to the hard stuff.
2. Did you marry someone from your school?
No, no good Mormons there, other than me, of course.
3. Did you car pool to school?
No, the feet worked fine, until I could drive myself-my mother's car.
4. What kind of car did you have?
Who remembers stuff like that, an old station wagon maybe.
5. What kind of car do you have now?
A 1995 Ford Taurus--thank you John!
6. It's Friday night...where are you? (then)
On a date or getting ready for a speach contest, at least every other Saturday.
7. It is Friday night...where are you? (now)
Feeding Pspa, and watching tv-such a thrilling life!
8. What kind of job did you have in high school?
Job? Who had time for that, too many service opportunities. I did all of them!
9. What kind of job do you do now?
The ultimate Social Worker-186 sisters keep me pretty busy.
10. Were you a party animal?
Sort of, I was the designated driver. As the only non-drinker I enjoyed lots of laughs watching the fools.
11. Were you considered a flirt?
Probably, with the debaters form other--less Cuban--high schools.
12. Were you in band, orchestra, choir?
Sorry, no. Debate anyone?
13. Were you a nerd?
Not really, did we have nerds in the 70's?
14. Did you get suspended or expelled?
Yep, but I was right! and in the end the Principal got in trouble for it. He called me an encouragable. Me? Someday i will tell you the story.
15. Can you sing the fight song?
No, that information has been permanently deleated from the data base. But I do remember my favorite cheer. "Womp up si' head, womp up si' head"
16. Who was/were your favorite teacher(s)?
I wasn't there enough to know their names in the first place.
17. Where did you sit during lunch?
I had to show up in order to go to lunch. (I got great grades, I could speak English)
18. What was your school's full name?
Miami Senior High School
19. When did you graduate?
1973-so long ago
20. What was your school mascot?
Stingray
21. If you could go back and do it again, would you?
No, it got better and th ebest is still yet to come.
22. Did you have fun at prom?
Yes, but I didn't really get asked until just the day or two before. I am glad I went!
23. Do you still talk to the person you went to prom with?
Not in the last 35 years or so--oh, I am suddenly feeling really old.
24. Are you planning on going to your next reunion?
Haven't been to one yet, why start now?
25. Do you still talk to people from school?
Not a single one, and I haven't since I got married. Living acorss the country doesn't help, but I doubt I would anyway. See #1 and 2 above.
So now you know who I was in High School. I wish I had a picture I could share, but living in the past never has done me any good--I was kind-of pretty though way back when,
Forever the optimist-The best is (still) yet to come!
1. Did you date someone from your school?
Yep, sort of, he'd already moved on to the hard stuff.
2. Did you marry someone from your school?
No, no good Mormons there, other than me, of course.
3. Did you car pool to school?
No, the feet worked fine, until I could drive myself-my mother's car.
4. What kind of car did you have?
Who remembers stuff like that, an old station wagon maybe.
5. What kind of car do you have now?
A 1995 Ford Taurus--thank you John!
6. It's Friday night...where are you? (then)
On a date or getting ready for a speach contest, at least every other Saturday.
7. It is Friday night...where are you? (now)
Feeding Pspa, and watching tv-such a thrilling life!
8. What kind of job did you have in high school?
Job? Who had time for that, too many service opportunities. I did all of them!
9. What kind of job do you do now?
The ultimate Social Worker-186 sisters keep me pretty busy.
10. Were you a party animal?
Sort of, I was the designated driver. As the only non-drinker I enjoyed lots of laughs watching the fools.
11. Were you considered a flirt?
Probably, with the debaters form other--less Cuban--high schools.
12. Were you in band, orchestra, choir?
Sorry, no. Debate anyone?
13. Were you a nerd?
Not really, did we have nerds in the 70's?
14. Did you get suspended or expelled?
Yep, but I was right! and in the end the Principal got in trouble for it. He called me an encouragable. Me? Someday i will tell you the story.
15. Can you sing the fight song?
No, that information has been permanently deleated from the data base. But I do remember my favorite cheer. "Womp up si' head, womp up si' head"
16. Who was/were your favorite teacher(s)?
I wasn't there enough to know their names in the first place.
17. Where did you sit during lunch?
I had to show up in order to go to lunch. (I got great grades, I could speak English)
18. What was your school's full name?
Miami Senior High School
19. When did you graduate?
1973-so long ago
20. What was your school mascot?
Stingray
21. If you could go back and do it again, would you?
No, it got better and th ebest is still yet to come.
22. Did you have fun at prom?
Yes, but I didn't really get asked until just the day or two before. I am glad I went!
23. Do you still talk to the person you went to prom with?
Not in the last 35 years or so--oh, I am suddenly feeling really old.
24. Are you planning on going to your next reunion?
Haven't been to one yet, why start now?
25. Do you still talk to people from school?
Not a single one, and I haven't since I got married. Living acorss the country doesn't help, but I doubt I would anyway. See #1 and 2 above.
So now you know who I was in High School. I wish I had a picture I could share, but living in the past never has done me any good--I was kind-of pretty though way back when,
Forever the optimist-The best is (still) yet to come!
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