Thursday, November 13, 2008

Update on Grandma Mitchell...

I'd said I didn't want to dwell on this, but it's been about all I've dealt with for almost 2 weeks. From the previous post, things have changed quite a bit. She spent about a week in the Critical Care Unit (what used to be icu) at Parkwest, 4 days of it with the ventilator (?). Was then moved to private room, then Monday we moved her to Hillcrest North nursing home. She went there under the auspices of hospice, but the doctor there thinks she could be helped with some rehab, so they took her off hospice care (had never heard of that happening, have you?). Still in less than great shape, not walking yet, but for someone that essentially had "Last Rites" twice last week, she's doing pretty good.

Oh, and Matt's fine.

Monday, November 3, 2008

It happened again!

Matt, Hope and I were having dinner at Cracker Barrel (Meg was at a church youth dinner), and an old gentleman stops to admire the baby. After a moment of small talk, he asks if we were just babysitting. It was obvious to both Hope and I that he thought we were the grandparents. Do we look that old?!

On another note...as many of you already know, my mother was taken to the hospital Saturday night about 2:30 with breathing and heart problems. She called 911 herself. She is on a ventilator and feeding tube, and only occasionally conscious. They keep her sedated most of the time because of the tubes. We expect her to be in the hospital at least a week, and that may be optimistic. No feel for long term prognosis as of yet. I don't want to take over Matt's blog with this stuff, so if you would like updates on her, feel free to email me at hsmitchell@charter.net , or call me at home 865-777-4842 or cell 865-806-5691.

Might be a lull in new Matt posts until we get past the current crisis.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Happy Halloween...

In honor of Halloween, I'm posting a couple of pictures I took Summer 07, when Meg, Uncle Jimmy, and I took a tracking course in the Great Smokey Mountains. No, they have nothing to do with each other...I'd forgotten these pictures until they popped up on my screensaver, and I thought they were neat!

There are, or at least were, beavers along Abrams Creek in Cades Cove. Saw some of their dams, but no live sightings.

Abrams Creek. Just beautiful!

And this is what you really wanted to see...Meg was "Molly, the American Girl", which is some sort of doll series for those of you without young daughters or granddaughters. She, of course, was dressed to match the doll beside her. Matt was a noisy pumpkin.
Went trick or treating for about an hour here in the neighborhood. Nancy Brown came over to tour with us. Dad Mark walked escort patrol with me whilst the moms held down the fort. Nancy managed not to hurt herself.