Hubby has been promoted! So I guess that makes him Sergeant Hubby! I'm so proud of him and I know he has worked hard to get there.
He's still in supervisor training for another couple of weeks and is already having an interesting time. On his last shift he got to see the best and worst of two of his deputies. One will be getting a commendation, the other will be written up for insubordination. I don't think the one who's getting written up has any idea of what's coming, but he made the mistake of lying to the shift lieutenant about going against Hubby's instructions not realizing that the Lt was with Hubby when he gave the instructions. Apparantly Lt is not forgiving of insubordination and will be adding his comments to Hubby's reprimand. He may even demand an AI investigation. Somebody is not going to be happy.
The deputy who will get a commendation talked a potential suicide out of harming himself in a situation with a gun. He deserves it.
Monday, August 15, 2011
We just returned from vacation and came immediately back to the real world.
Vacation was awesome. We road-tripped to visit family - 2 weeks and 3000+ miles. The kids were amazing with all the driving. We visited all the grandparents and saw some good friends. We also did a bit of sightseeing and the kids got to experience some beautiful places in the Smoky Mountains.
As soon as we were home Mom notified me of an upcoming endoscopy this week - one that she needs transportation to/from. Of course. She's been having GI problems for a couple of months and finally decided to go to the doctor - even though I've been pestering her to make and appointment for weeks. Turns out she has blood in her stool, was referred to a gastroenterologist and he suspects an ulcer. Great.
Tonight I received a panicked phone call from Mom. She fell and cut herself and needed bandages. I coped wonderfully as always, got angry and shut down, so Hubby offered to go. He handled the situation much better than me, and called her back for details. The cut was actually a 3ish inch gash in her leg that was still bleeding and she also may have broken a finger. (I'm so used to her panicking and crying wolf that I have the tendency to blow her off.) He took her to the ER, after arguing with her about diabetics and the need to get medical attention for injuries to the lower extremities, and thankfully they fast-tracked her. She ended up with 7 sttiches and was heading back from X-ray when I last talked to Hubby.
She was also insistent that she wouldn't be going to the endoscopy this week because of whatever medication they will prescribe in the ER. (Antibiotics? Maybe a pain killer?) Hubby told her to call the doctor's office tomorrow and let them decide if she's OK for the scoping this week rather than deciding it herself.
And in true Mom form, she found yet another way to insult Hubby. While sitting in the waiting room, she decided he had ugly legs and big feet and told him all about it. He kindly waited until they were in a private room before explaining to her that insulting a person while they are doing you a favor isn't such a great idea.
And that is why I can't stand to be around my own mother for more than 5 minutes unless she's asleep or muzzled.
Vacation was awesome. We road-tripped to visit family - 2 weeks and 3000+ miles. The kids were amazing with all the driving. We visited all the grandparents and saw some good friends. We also did a bit of sightseeing and the kids got to experience some beautiful places in the Smoky Mountains.
As soon as we were home Mom notified me of an upcoming endoscopy this week - one that she needs transportation to/from. Of course. She's been having GI problems for a couple of months and finally decided to go to the doctor - even though I've been pestering her to make and appointment for weeks. Turns out she has blood in her stool, was referred to a gastroenterologist and he suspects an ulcer. Great.
Tonight I received a panicked phone call from Mom. She fell and cut herself and needed bandages. I coped wonderfully as always, got angry and shut down, so Hubby offered to go. He handled the situation much better than me, and called her back for details. The cut was actually a 3ish inch gash in her leg that was still bleeding and she also may have broken a finger. (I'm so used to her panicking and crying wolf that I have the tendency to blow her off.) He took her to the ER, after arguing with her about diabetics and the need to get medical attention for injuries to the lower extremities, and thankfully they fast-tracked her. She ended up with 7 sttiches and was heading back from X-ray when I last talked to Hubby.
She was also insistent that she wouldn't be going to the endoscopy this week because of whatever medication they will prescribe in the ER. (Antibiotics? Maybe a pain killer?) Hubby told her to call the doctor's office tomorrow and let them decide if she's OK for the scoping this week rather than deciding it herself.
And in true Mom form, she found yet another way to insult Hubby. While sitting in the waiting room, she decided he had ugly legs and big feet and told him all about it. He kindly waited until they were in a private room before explaining to her that insulting a person while they are doing you a favor isn't such a great idea.
And that is why I can't stand to be around my own mother for more than 5 minutes unless she's asleep or muzzled.
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
No, the blog hasn't imploded. Yet, anyways.
Bean's oral cyst resolved on its own. It became markedly smaller over the week or so before his surgery was supposed to happen. He followed up with the pediatric oral surgeon a month later and was released from her care. He still has a small swelling on the gum, but nothing like it was.
We've all been doing well. Hubby has regained most of the use of his injured knee and is back to teaching defensive tactics and plans to return to martial arts classes soon. The extra income from his teaching at the academy is great, too.
We just paid off our credit card (Again! for the second year in a row!) and the car loan and medical bills....which means our mortgage is our only debt! I'm praying we can keep things that way so we can start saving towards a replacement car in the next year or two, our home a/c which probably will need repacing in the next couple of years, the kids' college (so far unfunded), and more toward retirement. If we can keep out of debt, it will be such a great thing. However, our criminal of a governor (medicare fraud, anyone?) wants to change our retirement benefits to help balance our state budget. It would mean a 5% pay cut for both Hubby and me...and losing the extra money we now have from paying off the debts. I know we're lucky to have jobs, but I'm angry. We make a decent living but could make more in the private sector, so the retirement and health benefits are compensation for that. We buried a friend and coworker of Hubby's in December, who was killed while working, and just last month two other LEOs were shot and killed in the line of duty less than an hour away. His job is risky and he deserves not to have a pay cut. I've worked hard to get where I am and continually learn new techniques to stay relevant and useful in my lab. I have a draft letter written and am letting it stew a bit before I finish and send it.
Peanut is kicking Kindergarten's ass! He was just tested for the gifted program and passed the initial evaluation with flying colors. Now we wait to meet with the guidance counsellor and figure out the next step.
Bean's oral cyst resolved on its own. It became markedly smaller over the week or so before his surgery was supposed to happen. He followed up with the pediatric oral surgeon a month later and was released from her care. He still has a small swelling on the gum, but nothing like it was.
We've all been doing well. Hubby has regained most of the use of his injured knee and is back to teaching defensive tactics and plans to return to martial arts classes soon. The extra income from his teaching at the academy is great, too.
We just paid off our credit card (Again! for the second year in a row!) and the car loan and medical bills....which means our mortgage is our only debt! I'm praying we can keep things that way so we can start saving towards a replacement car in the next year or two, our home a/c which probably will need repacing in the next couple of years, the kids' college (so far unfunded), and more toward retirement. If we can keep out of debt, it will be such a great thing. However, our criminal of a governor (medicare fraud, anyone?) wants to change our retirement benefits to help balance our state budget. It would mean a 5% pay cut for both Hubby and me...and losing the extra money we now have from paying off the debts. I know we're lucky to have jobs, but I'm angry. We make a decent living but could make more in the private sector, so the retirement and health benefits are compensation for that. We buried a friend and coworker of Hubby's in December, who was killed while working, and just last month two other LEOs were shot and killed in the line of duty less than an hour away. His job is risky and he deserves not to have a pay cut. I've worked hard to get where I am and continually learn new techniques to stay relevant and useful in my lab. I have a draft letter written and am letting it stew a bit before I finish and send it.
Peanut is kicking Kindergarten's ass! He was just tested for the gifted program and passed the initial evaluation with flying colors. Now we wait to meet with the guidance counsellor and figure out the next step.
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