After...

Just thought you might like to see the after shot.  She made it through surgery fine.  As you can see she has a new humerous head. I can also tell she is going to have quite the scar.  can you see all the staples?

Nursing is a Dangerous Job

Take a close look.  This is my mother's shoulder.  She was working in Labor & Delivery on Thursday.  She was in a patient's room when she received a phone call on her Vocera. She went to leave the room when she tripped on the monitor cords. She tried to catch herself with her hand and jammed her arm into the socket and broke off the head of the humorous.
Last night my dad didn't like how she was looking. He put her on a pulse oxymeter. She was reading in the high 70's.  So she is now in the hospital on 2 L of O2 but will be discharged home today but with oxygen.  She finds out on Monday if they will just screw the shoulder back together or replace it.

Time moves on

It's really crazy to look back at the old blogs and see how much has changed. I noticed how much hair she didn't have. Ha ha. Ryann has grown up so much. She is walking and talking and signing. Right now she is whining in her room because she doesn't want to go to bed. Its been about 45 minutes of whining. I put her down just after 10 pm and she has been whining ever since. The joys of being a mother. I am trying to ignore her because it is past her bedtime and she needs to go to sleep. It's so hard to ignore her cuteness.











Can you believe it. She is sitting on her new potty. She isn't even 2 yet and has her own potty. She has used it a couple times but most of the time just likes to play on it and in it. I think she spends more time standing in it than sitting on it. But it makes her feel like such a big girl.

Hopefully I will keep blogging. All of my nursing school friends have a facebook and they keep up with each others lives. Miguel says I'm just asking for trouble if I have a facebook. I already have a family blog so maybe this will help. I love the girls from school. It's sad to think that we may lose track of each other after school is done.