So after singing a rousing rendition of "Happy Birthday to You Nana Lyn" the kids were itching to blow out the candles on the cake we decorated today for her.
We didn't go to the beach to scatter her ashes yet, partly because I'm not quite ready to let her go yet, and partly because we spent over an hour waiting in the doctor's waiting room to see him today because Zoe couldn't poo. (this sounds quite funny...but Zoe is NOT a silent sufferer! She's a screamer! ) Anyway you'll all be relieved to know that everything came out all right in the end...phew! (and now I know how to give an enema..all by myself!).
We didn't go to the beach to scatter her ashes yet, partly because I'm not quite ready to let her go yet, and partly because we spent over an hour waiting in the doctor's waiting room to see him today because Zoe couldn't poo. (this sounds quite funny...but Zoe is NOT a silent sufferer! She's a screamer! ) Anyway you'll all be relieved to know that everything came out all right in the end...phew! (and now I know how to give an enema..all by myself!).
5 comments:
Great Picture and yeah for the poo! Just think you will become very proficient at giving enemas when you become a nurse.. ;)
no THAT's something to look forward to! ;-)
And this said, life goes on. Poo is part of life. I'll have to tell you what we went through with Sarah sometime. Much too graphic for a blog!
You will find the right time to let your mom go and she will be ready when you are.
Love you, Auntie Bean
This is good advice Bean
We all seem to have this 'end' of the Kuyava's in us!! Poor child!
Hey, Grandpa George played the harmonica, do any of us?
Debbie
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