Granny say WHAT????

I know it's been a while since I've posted..My bad..Let me catch you up to date on my life..get comfy/cozy cause it's gonna be a ride..

Granny still has Alzheimer's..and I'm not saying she's getting worse..and she forgets a few names and places..but...She has stopped calling needing dog food, now she calls and wants to talk to Superman about her cows..and says he needs to sell the calves..even though she doesn't have any ready to sell just yet...

  She called the other day a tad miffed- I wasn't sure if it was at me or at Uncle.. I said,"Hello?" and heard,"I know that you know why I'm still here and I want to know what he (Uncle) told you!" my reply was," I know what you know.." and she said,"Oh.. OK..Well, I need to go home, I have better things to do than sit here all day.." I said, "I know.." Then she said,"I need to talk to Superman.  I need to talk to him about the cows, he may need to sell more than just the calves, he may need to sell a couple of cows this time.." I said, "Really?" Her reply was," Yes, I have a plan, and I'm gonna need money..I can't tell you what it is yet, but I will soon..when it's time.." and ended with,"I'm gonna drop the Boom on him (Uncle) and MAKE him take me home..." EEK!  With that comment, she hung up, and left me wondering..

  The next day she calls again, and tells me to please try to call Uncle..she has been trying for a week, and can't get him..she needs to talk to him..so I told her that I'd try to call him and let him know that she needed him. She said thanks and hung up..not mentioning 'the dropping of the Boom'..I think OK, she's forgot..good.. Then, a few days later I find a message on the answering machine..it's her and she is almost whispering..she says Uncle is coming tomorrow to take her home, and she knows we have taken her guns, and she is going to need at least a pistol to defend herself..(from whom or what, she doesn't say) but we are to go to her house tonight and bring the pistol and place it under the pair of jeans that are laying at the foot of the bed in the back bedroom and she will find it tomorrow...
 I relayed the message to Superman and we agreed whole hearted to NOT.  No how, no way..

The next night she calls and says she need to talk to Superman about selling cows, so I had him the phone...(He He!) she asked him if he had sold the calves and he replied with a "No, It's not time" and she says OK and hangs up..

 So, at the same time the next night the phone rings..it's her wanting to talk to Superman about selling cows...once again, his reply is," No, it's not time.." she gets a little snippy with him and he says gently, I told you last night that it wasn't time..and apparently she doesn't have her hearing aid in and asked him to repeat it louder, so I hear him yelling to her, and my feathers get ruffled because she is my granny and is old and he should show respect..until I realize what happened..and his reply to me is, "It's OK, she won't remember it in the morning.." LOL! (a little Alzheimer's humor..)

 Now weeks go by without a phone call from her..and I'm getting a little concerned until she calls..and says, "I need to talk to Superman about selling cows.." He reminds her that it's not time..Ahhhh! All is right in my world. Okay, so she calls right back and ask to speak with him again, uh-oh..what's up with this??  I hear him tell her, that he will talk to Uncle and then tells her that we will all be going to her house for Thanksgiving..which is true, but she is confused because how can we all go there when she is in the "Home"?? He tells her that Uncle will go get her for the day and we will all cook and bring food and she will spend the day with us in her home..That pacifies her and she hangs up.

  No calls for a few weeks again, then she calls and needs to talk to Superman and he reluctantly takes the phone and says Hello...She tells him that she knows that she won't be going home to stay and she knows that she can't take care of herself and she knows that she needs to stay at the Home, and she knows that eventually he will get her cows, but before they are his, she needs to sell the calves...

Bahahahahaha!! 
No Joke!!
He then tells her yet again, that it's not time..and she says OK and hangs up..

Then my mother calls me the next day with this tidbit...She said that Granny called HER!!! I said WHAT??? Where did she find your number?? She doesn't know how but she said that Granny called her and thought she was me.. Mom identified herself and Granny asked, "Did I call you??" Mom replied,"Yes.." Granny then tells her she is trying to get me to tell me to tell Uncle that he needs to get her out of that Place..she then tells mom she is trapped and needs to get out.." Mom is respectful and says she understands and will pass along the message to me..

 Now, it's two days before Thanksgiving and Granny calls and leaves a message on the machine.." I know that Superman said that we would all be together at my house for Thanksgiving, but I'm still here and I won't be able to come..so just wanted you to know.." I haven't been home all day, so I don't get this until it's late therefore I do not return the call..so the next day, her message was this," I wanted you to know that I am still here and looks like I won't be able to have Thanksgiving with you..so call me back.."  then she called back and left this ( in her pitiful voice..) " I won't be there tomorrow, hope you all eat good..I'm going to bed, maybe I will see you sometime..don't know when, cause I'm stuck here.."

 So we get up Thanksgiving morning and cook 2 casseroles and carve the turkey for easier travel..and head to Granny's..when we get there, the table is set and food is in the oven and Uncle has gone to get her for the day..when he walks in he warns us with this comment," I think the evil twin woke up this morning..." UGH! Great!! When Granny walks in, she is pleasantly surprised and says to all," This has just made my day!" I think yay! Then she finished her thought with, "Even though I didn't cook it, maybe it will be okay.." Hmmm...now, as we are in the tiny kitchen cooking the little things that we couldn't cook before, she lets the dogs in and they are ALL in the way!! so we put them out..and in a minute they are back inside, tails banging on everything and noses on the tables..so we usher them outside again..this continues through out the meal..

The meal was very good, there was plenty and Granny complemented us on everything..afterwards she even took a nap..
  
 My cousin and her husband have brought their little dog who has barked at everyone and now is hiding under a bed somewhere..When they pull this dog out from under the bed, Granny thinks she has to pet him and make friends..I can't begin to tell you how many time she almost got bitten by this dog..
she kept trying to pet him and he would be growling and she just kept on trying..and then she said,"Max has forgotten me, I guess.." and no one knew who she was talking about..Once we figured out she was talking about the dog, even though that's not the dog's name, all was well.. we kept explaining to her he was afraid and didn't know her at all...she wasn't getting it..so those of us who were not cleaning the dishes and kitchen got to watch Granny and make sure she didn't get bitten or tripped..which was harder than they thought it would be..I think it became a battle of the wills because she was determined to make friend with the dog and have her dogs in the house..but the little dog would bark at her big dogs and this is when we would put the big dogs outside and Granny would let them back inside, so the in one door and out another door cycle continued...

  All in all, I think Thanksgiving went as well as could be expected..There were no fits or punches thrown when it was time to leave..I think she was tired...we were ALL tired...

Now, on to Christmas...Happy Holiday to ALL!!!

I Could have been a Bull Rider....2 Grannys in 1!

So, Friday night my Granny called.  She asked if we had gotten the tractor yet (no..) and if we were coming anytime soon because she needed to buy dog food.. Now, I know that sounds random.. but her dogs are still out at her house and she uses them as an excuse..

  I told her as a matter of fact we were coming tomorrow (Saturday)..she said okay, good- (and then in a completely pitiful voice) asked if we would take her out to her house..  Wait! Let me back up...

She called the week before and wanted to talk to Superman.. She then asked him if he had turned off her hot water heater at her house.. because she had been washing dishes and had no hot water, so she went and checked on the water heater and it was off.. Well, two red flags started waving when he told me this... because #1- see previous blog and  #2- why was she washing dishes??? My first thought was that this had happened a long time ago and she was confused..then the panic set in and I thought she had escaped yet again..

 So I called Uncle to get the scoop.
 He said this was true, They had taken her out to the house a couple weeks ago and she had washed some dishes and had no hot water..it had been turned off (we still don't know why or who..)
  Now, back to the Friday phone call.. When we told her we were coming, she went from sounding normal to sounding all pitiful-like in a heartbeat..I am beginning to understand this Dementia...
 
    When we get to the 'Home', she was napping.. So when we knocked on her door she tried to sound all chipper, but we could tell she had been napping..She always wants to go to the sitting area to talk, so we all headed that way.  When we sat down she is acting  normal.. no shaky voice or whiny tone at all.. She asked if Crash was still playing baseball and we told her he had begun football.  She got all excited and told a story about when my daddy was his age and played football until he got tackled and came home sore after school, she said he didn't play anymore after that! (Ha! She laughed really hard at that story!) and then I asked her about her Dr visit that was on Monday, how it went, what did he say, etc.  She went from Normal Granny to Pitiful Granny in a split second.. she said he didn't tell her anything good, and that he had taken Uncle into his office to 'talk'..and that made her mad cause there wasn't anything wrong with her!! Uncle was just trying to get into her business and control her life and he was telling the Dr lies about her to keep her in the 'Home'..
 Then she changed the subject and asked us if we had been out to her house yet. (back to Normal Granny).  We say not yet, and Pitiful Granny jumped back in and asked us if we would mind taking her there when we went..(I wish you could hear how fast her voice changes.. )
 We say of course we will take you and BAM! back to Normal Granny! she jumps up and says, "I need to get my purse!" and off she goes, back to her room..
  I have to sign her out to leave and we (me and her) head to the nurse's desk..I tell the 2 nurses that I am taking her out and they get this panicked look and  start asking my name.. which is understandable..When they see that I am able to take her (my name is on the list), they say many times, "She HAS to come back!" I assure them that she WILL be back and they let us go..but before we leave, Pitiful Granny proceeds to tell them how her pastor and pastor's hubby had taken her to church and instead of taking her back to the 'Home', they took her to her house and then she thought her granddaughter (me) was coming to pick her up (WHAT?!) and when she (me) didn't show up, she tried to call but didn't have a phone, so she just had to stay out there over night- then the next day her neighbor showed up and she just HATED to ask her to bring her back to the 'Home' but her neighbor insisted, so that's how she got back!
OMG!!!
 I had to turn my face away!! If I didn't know any better, I would have been really mad!!! What a LIE!!!! and I was standing right beside her!! I had to laugh, what else was I supposed to do??
  But, I know it's all the Dementia talking so I just turn away..and laugh.

So, we get into the truck and head to her house and all of a sudden Pitiful Granny is back and wants us to take her to Wal Mart for dog food.. Superman thinks quick and tells her that he will take us to her house and will look to see if she is really out of food and if so, will come back to town and get some. Normal Granny agrees..then Pitiful Granny is back and tells us how hateful Uncle has been to her and how he hangs up on her.. (all lies..) when we don't comment, Normal Granny is back and wonders out loud if someone from the 'Home' would take her to her house and let her get her car and drive it back to the 'Home' and keep it there, in case she needs it.. (UMMM NO!!)
  Superman checks the dog food situation when we get to her house and there are 3 unopened bags in the wash room and 1 unopened bag in the kitchen.. she is good on dog food for a while..
  As she pilfers through her things, we turn the A/C on and make sure everything has been secure (it has).. then Pitiful Granny comes back and raggs on Uncle again, changes the 'hang up stories' around and tells them again..we don't comment and Normal Granny comes back and asked us if we need a cool drink.. we decline, respectively..and then she decided she is ready to go back to the 'Home', so we load her back in the truck and head back.  She talks all the way there (Normal Granny), about how nice and helpful they are at the 'Home', and how they always do her laundry just the way she likes it.. nothing but praise!!
  When we get to the 'Home', she jumps out and says thanks for taking me and we get out, too because I have to sign her back in.. and I am Sooo signing her back in!! We walk her back to her room and as soon as we get in her room Pitiful Granny says, 'They steal her things" and she can't keep anything in her bathroom cause they take it...and we smile and tell her we've got to go back home because Crash has his first school dance tonight and Normal Granny pops back and smiles her pretty smile and tells him to have a good time and for us to get going!
  So we do, and hugs all around and see you soons, too!

 We know she will lay back down and nap until dinner..

 I was almost dizzy from the twisting and turning, but hung on and made it through..

 I Could have been a Bull Rider!

 
 
 

I'm Choosing to Laugh...

So Uncle calls me last night to report the latest...

    Apparently, Granny decided to go home. 
The nursing home called Uncle and asked him if he truly has Guardianship over my Granny..He says he does, and they tell him that my Granny has packed up all of her things and called a cab to take her home.  She has her bags and is waiting by the front door for the cab.. 

    That morning when she got up, she decided it was time for her to go home.. (she doesn't get to decide this..)  When the nurses tried to explain this to her, she 'got ugly with them' and 'gave them a talking to', (guessing this is what the nurses told Uncle).  She even got belligerent and tried to KICK someone!!

OMG!!

     The Social Worker Man asked Uncle how he felt about sedation... Uncle said, 'Under the circumstances,  He agrees..and they hang up..

     Then, not sure how long it was, the nursing home calls Uncle again.  This time they tell him that Granny wants to speak to him.. she has a phone in her room, so not sure why she wanted to call on their phone- unless she was giving them a hard time, again..So, then she tells Uncle that 'She's not mad or anything, they just won't let her go home..'  and 'They don't understand that she has talked to her dr and he told her she can go home'.. She has told the nurses the same thing..Now, we know that's not true..she can't leave without someone signing her out and she can't sign herself out..So the nurses tell her they will call her dr and talk to him and that pacifies her and she heads back to her room.. They tell Uncle the same thing..and so he puts a call into the dr, just to be sure..aaaand the dr doesn't return anybody's calls because he has decided to take the afternoon off and has left his office..

     Then, yesterday afternoon Uncle gets another phone call from Granny.. This time she wants to know how to unplug her phone because she is packing and needs to take her phone, too.. By now, the nurses know that she can't leave, and he knows they know this, so he goes on and tells her how to unplug the phone..because he knows that she isn't really listening to him and won't be able to figure it out.. I realize that sounds mean, but if it will pacify her, then why not??

and really, I'm thinking that 'creating your own reality' may not be such a bad thing... I feel  you have to do what you have to do to survive.. and if this is what she has to do to survive in this place? I'm not sure I can blame her...



     Dementia pretty much sucks in my book...I know this will only get worse, and will not ever get any better, so I can cry and be sad for her, or I can laugh and be impressed with her cunning ability to keep everyone on their toes..
   
    Actually, She makes me a little bit proud knowing that she's going down fighting..I still want to be just like her..
 
This is why today, I'm choosing to laugh...


and I have been flossing...
  

This is how it happens...

This is how it happens..
     You only hear of this stuff happening to other people.. you wonder how this kind of thing happens - 'What were they thinking??' and never think it will happen to you.

     Ok, I get home and notice the light blinking on our answering machine, right?  But before I can listen, the phone rings and it is my Granny calling..She wanted to know why we still had not come to get the tractor..and who was using her house when she wasnt there..

  Here is some backstory on Granny.. The end of April she started feeling bad and drove her self to see her dr who, upon examination, admits her to the hospital for pneumonia..while she is there, they find not only does she have pneumonia, but sometime recently, she has had a heart attack and also has a bloodclot in her leg.  They alsofeel it is necessary for my Uncle to file for Guardianship as he is already the Executor of her Estate..So he does and she stays in the hopsital for a few days then gets moved to a nursing care facility..
She recovers from her sickness and wants to go home but, she has admitted many times of forgetting to take her meds and to falling down..Long story short - She is now staying in the nursing facility and not happy about it.. Her dr has recomended that she stay there since she can't/won't take her meds. (If she had taken the meds, she would not have the blood clot)..She has also begun telling me things about my Uncle- what he did or didn't do for her, and this is all his fault she can't go home..and some of these things I find out later, just aren't true..They (her dr.s) are saying she has dementia and can't be trusted to live by her self..

  Back to the Present-  I said earlier she called me.. as I listened to her- she mentions of her visit to her house yesterday, and that she spent the night.. WHAT?!! Then she said she would talk to me later and hangs up.. WHAT DID SHE SAY??!!!  Spent the night?? I then listen to the 2 messages on my machine and they are both from my Uncle and both times he tells me to call him..so I do and this is what he told me...

  Yesterday morning her Minister and Minister's hubby came to take her to church, they signed her out and went to church.. When church was over, she instructed Minister's hubby to instead of taking her to her nursing home, just take her to her house because her granddaughter (me) was coming to take her back later.. (that was soooo not true!!!)  So, he leaves her there.. without thinking that maybe he should check with someone...and she stays there all day and SPENDS THE NIGHT!!!!!

OMG!!!

Then gets up this morning and MOWS THE YARD!!!!

OMG!!!

 did I mention her age?? She is 91 years old!!

 So, a wonderful neighbor, who has been taking care of her house and dogs, shows up to mow today and notices that the yard looks freshly mowed.. as she makes her way around the side of the house, she hears a commotion in front and walks around to the front porch and finds Granny sitting there with the dogs!!!  Can you say CONFUSED?? Boy was she!! (The neighbor, not Granny)  She asked her what she was doing home and she tells her that she spent the night and my Uncle was coming to take her to the nursing home..(soooo not true, either!) Wonderful Neighbor smells something fishy and calls Uncle, who informs her that he is NOT in town and knows NOTHING about her being at home!!!

WHOA!!!

 So, Wonderful Neighbor gets Granny to go to nursing home with her, on the way there- Granny asked her to take her to Wal-Mart, so she does.. After Wal-Mart, Wonderful Neighbor starts to the nursing home and Granny suggested they go back to her house for lunch- Wonderful Neighbor then tells Granny no, she thinks they need to get back to the nursing home and there, she can eat lunch...Luckily, Granny agrees to this and to the nursing home they go!!
  Meanwhile, Uncle is so shaken up, he calls the nursing home to see what is going on, and they didn't even REALIZE she was GONE!!!! OMG!!! She was gone all day yesterday and all night and half of today!!!

OMG!!!

   This is how it happens!!! The elderly just walk out or away and are never seen or heard from again!!! I am so very thankful that she was fine and that Wonderful Neighbor decided to mow!!!  

  The nursing home hasn't or won't fess up to the error on their part.. Uncle said they are being very nonchalant about the whole thing!!! This is soooo not acceptable!!!! EVER!!!!!

I can't decide what is more disturbing.. the fact that she wasn't missed, or the fact that she spent the night at her house all alone and without her meds, or that she mowed her yard!!!!  

This is probably why I'm unhinged....

By the way--there hasn't been anyone using her house-the last time we visited, we brought bottled water and put it in her fridge...and we are waiting on a trailer for the tractor...

Whoa!!!

Ok!! This is how it happened.. Superman and Crash had gone 'a-huntin' and left me and Monkey boy at home.. So, Friday night Monkey boy gets to have a visit with the Nonie and Papa and I get to go to the movies with 2 of my FAVORITE peeps and 1 new peep (who really doesn't know what to think of me just yet..). We went to see New Moon, the 2nd installment of the Twilight series and it was so good!! Me and Fave peep 'V' started with popcorn, nachos, and chocolate .. Nachos were gone before the commercials had even started and we'd taken our first potty break, so we were all good!! We talked 'new peep' into taking a picture of us before the movie started so we could have a reminder of our night out.(it was my birthday). As we looked at the picture on my 'berry, we noticed the "creeper" sitting behind us picking his nose and looking all creepy.. ick!!! Now, New Moon has started and as we are getting into the movie, "creeper" began having trouble opening his box of goodies and I swear it took his 5 minutes to figure it out!! I thought Fave peep 'L' was going to take it away from him and open it for him!! I had such a fun time!! I don't get out much, usually.. Got home that night with Monkey boy in tow and we settled in for the night..slept good until Monkey boys has a bad dream and seeks shelter in my big bed.. was soooo looking forward to sleeping in the middle of the bed..hmmm.. oh well, who needs sleep anyway.. Saturday~ Had a jewelry party for a friend who is just starting out and my turnout was minimal and pitiful but we had a good time.. After the party, we (me,monkey boy and Fave peep "S" headed to do a bit of shopping in a town about 30 minutes away and as we were on our journey-a deer decided to end his life under my truck!! EEEK!! I know!! I really wish he could have picked another venue, but life is going to happen regardless of if you are ready or not.. Now please pay attention to this next bit, it can get confusing fast!! I will have to use names, but they are not the actual names of the people involved.. nevermind, if I try to change the names, I will end up confusing myself.. So, pull up your panties and lets get this horse runnin' I hit the deer, and Steph says,"We need to turn around and go back and we need to call somebody.." I said "Who?" (because my somebody is gone a-huntin) Steph's brother happens to be a DPS officer so she calls him and I call the Nonie and Papa to come and tell me what to do..(Why is it that I have to pee at this very moment???) DPS Clyde calls in and has DPS Paul come to our service..I call Superman and tell him about my delimma and he calls Justin.. Justin calls me after he called Jerry and Burl.. Justin works with Superman and Super knew Justin could help, (he was not hunting and at home) Jerry has a wrecker service in our town and Burl has the BEST bodyshop in the area.. So, now.. Justin calls me, after he called Jerry and Burl, to let me know he has called them and all I have to do is wait for Jerry to show up and tow away my truck..(I still have to pee) in the mean time the Nonie and Papa have showed up and are looking at the damage to my truck and the deer.. I've already looked at the front of my truck and liquid is spewing out of the grill area..(Makes me have to go even more!) When Monkey boy sees the Papa walking to the deer, he starts saying,"I want to see the blood!!" So the Papa and Monkey boy go take a gander at the deer and Monkey boy comes back all disappointed because there was no blood... Lip pooched out and all... About this time DPS Paul rolls up and asked Steph if she was the sister because apparently there was another deer hitting on the other end of this road.. and he wanted to be sure he was at the right one..hmmm.. He looks at the damage on both the truck and deer and tells me I should have tried a gun first..HA...HA. (Please don't make me laugh.. I have to pee!!) He also told me that I hit the deer so hard that the impact knocked the antlers completely off!!! (This guy thinks he is a comedian) What he didn't know was that the Papa had removed only 1 side of the antlers.. I only knocked off 1 side..guess the joke was on him!! We make small talk forEVER (I still need to go..and I began to wonder if it was against the law to cop a squat behind the DPS cruiser) After we have cleaned out the truck, I tend to think I live in my truck so it was no small task to clean it out..FINALLY Jerry's Wrecker shows up and hauls my poor Tahoe onto the back of his truck.. Monkey Boy is completely enamored with this biggo' truck!!! DPS Paul tells us we are free to leave and to be safe!! So we pile into the Papa's Ram and head to the house.. (still have to pee!!) He abides by DPS Paul's instruction on being safe and proceeds to drive UNDER the speed limit and takes the LONGEST way to my house!!! I'm pretty sure by this time my eyeball are floating, I have to go soooo bad!!! On our way home, Monkey Boy leans over to me and asks why are we in the Papa's truck and where is our truck and who was the cop and where did the big truck take our truck on it's back??? AND with lip pooched out yet again, he says," I miss our truck!" it has literally been 15 minutes!!! So I try to tell him the condensed version of our night.. I take a HUGE deep breath and this is what I told him: We hit the deer. Steph called Clyde and I called the Nonie and Papa and then I called Superman who then called Justin who called Jerry and Burl. Steph called Clyde who then called Paul. Then Justin called me and Clyde called Steph and the Nonie called me and I called Superman. Then Justin called me again and Steph called Wes.. Then I called Superman back and Steph told Wes not to come because Justin had called Jerry and Clyde had called Paul...Paul called Jerry to see when he was coming and then Superman called to tell me that Justin was going to call Jerry and Burl and Clyde called Steph to see if Paul showed up.. Steph had the good sense (and maybe a hunger pang or two) to call Wes and Wes called Pizza Hut and we finally got home so I could pee and then Wes showed up with pizza and we ate and life was good!! Are you confused yet???

Ok, so yesterday after showing friends my ginormous bee sting, they decided it was obvious that I need medical attention.. I reluctantly agreed and, after I'd gone and gotten my morning sweet tea, made an appointment. My appointment was in the afternoon so I vegged in front of the tv and got caught up on 'The Vampire Diaries'. I really like that show even if it is a tad predictable..it was enough to take my mind off of my leg, so there! Anyway, I get to the Dr's office and the nurse who takes me into the room takes one look at my leg and asked the stupidest question ever!!! and I am quoting her " Wow! Are you allergic to bees??" I replied with, " Ummm, looks that way.." She then checks my vitals and says," He (the P.A.- not the Dr.) will be in, in a minute." I nod and she goes away..I wait for 10-15 minutes and then P.A. comes in and wants to see my sting.. He takes a look and asked me the stupidest question ever, again!! "So, are you allergic to bees??" and once again I replied with," Ummm, looks that way.." Then he says, " Well, you are having a very bad allergic reaction." He asks if I'd ever been stung before and I said yes, but without a reaction like this.. and he then says, " Hmmmm.." I then tell him about my headache and the chills I'd had off and on all day.., he has no reaction to this new information.. (Now I'm getting a tad miffed at him for his lack of interest in my sting.) He proceeds to tell me what my options are in treating my sting.. #1. He can give me Prednisone tablets to take or #2. I can have a Cortisone shot #3. He can prescribe some Cortisone cream for the itching.. I am not afraid of the needle, so I opt for the shot ( he says it miiiight work a little bit quicker than the oral medicine.) and he give me a prescription for the cream.. Wonderful news!! The shot really hurt and the nurse said it was because of how thick the medicine is, I'm a big girl and don't cry but I think I did say an ugly word..Now my arm AND my leg both hurt!! When I finally get my cream home and I read the direstions, it can only be used 2x a day!!! What good does that do??? I read the warnings on the cream lable and it says: if you notice any redness, itching, or swelling, to discontinue use... hmmm, how am I supposed to know if I'm having redness, itching or swelling from the cream when I'm ALREADY experiencing these symptoms from the sting???? UGH!!! So, I tried the cream one time and I couldn't tell if I was having an allergic reaction to the cream or not.. so I discontinued use and used what I know. I took Benadryl, and slathered on my First Aid Cream and Fluid Reduction gel and took an Advil and waited to see what would happen next... The itching finally subsided enough for me to sleep, but I woke up every hour to make a pit stop and spray First Aid Spray on my sting..First Aid Spray is not near as sticky as the cream and therefore I didn't stick to the sheets.. Needless to say, when "Superman's" ( my husband, he's got a tatoo of Superman's 'S' on his arm) alarm went off I was not ready to get up, but I was curious to really look at my leg..So as I lumbered down the hall to my bathroom, I noticed it wasn't hurting to walk..(this is a good sign). I propped my leg up on the vanity and took a gander..it was not as red, or swollen and tight as it was last night!! BUT, now it's turning a purplish, pinkish, blueish bruise!! I'm thinking that's a good thing..Still itching, but not painful today.. Yea! ME! After talking with my Superman and my un-biological sister, I've decided it may be time to find a different Dr...

Ready?...JUMP!! My very first blog of any kind.. EVER!! Not really sure what to say, but my leg is really starting to itch.. I got stung by a bee yesterday at a baseball tournament and the sting 'site' has gradually gotten bigger. The bee flew up my knee length shorts and when I tried to stop it, it stung me on my inner thigh. Yes, it hurt and I did say an ugly word. Yes, there were more that likely children around, but at the time, I really didn't care who heard what..I just wanted to make sure that bee was out of my shorts!!! It was and I can proudly say that I got that bugger and it is no longer alive..(Somebody told me that after they sting, they die.. But I wanted to be certain that this one did). I watched the sting site grow from the size of a mosquito bite to the size of a golf ball throughout the day. When we got home (which was about 6 hours later) I took a gander at my leg and to my dismay it was now the size of a grapefruit!!! Soooo, I put my 'voodoo' oils on the sting as soon as I got home and took 2 benadryl and an advil and layed on the couch and watched t.v. This morning when I woke up it was the size of my hand and beginning to itch..so I took a picture and sent it to some friends and everyone seem to think I need medical attention...I have made an appointment for this afternoon and I know all they will do is give me a steroid shot that won't help because I've waited too long to see the Dr.. ugh!! But, if I don't go my friends will think I don't value their opinions, so I am going to my Dr. to show them just how much I value them and their opinions.. I will keep you posted and let you know what the Dr. says and does..