I received a call this morning about the loss of a longtime EMT in our county. Rod had many trials in life including a heart transplant which he was one of the longest living transplant patients in Iowa, plus with in last couple years kidney failure. He fought the fight well. He maintained all his certifications required as an EMT until a couple years ago when his health took a downward spiral. Unfortunately the H1N1 found him and when diagnosed he told his wife, we will fight this fight just as he had all the others, and he did, he had recovered from the H1N1, but other weakened organs in his body failed and he succomed this morning. God's speed Rod.
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Well Rodeo Week is over with at last. Amazingly there were no serious injuries. One of the riders in the Grand Entry was thrown from her horse, she got back on and finished the Grand Entry, then complained of neck and head pain. She was taken to the hospital and everything was ok.
We did have some excitement last night. A transformer blew as a result of an underground short and it back fed to the substation, so the whole town and the rodeo grounds were without power, and at the time unknown how long till it was restored. Setting up an Incident Command post and worked out the logistics quickly how to get 7,000 out of the stands once it turned dark barring a stampede. We had called for the firetrucks from other communities to stage their trucks with their scene lights etc. and the ambulances would use their flood lights to light everything up. We had everything just about in place when power was restored and the rest is rodeo history. It could have gotten real ugly.
Putting the ambulance to bed around midnight and going home ourselves for some much needed shut eye.
Our second grandchild was born on Friday May 22, he is a cutie.
When we got more information than the general weight and time we were told he went to NICU because he had a high white cell count. Where he was born its automatic they do this, run a couple courses of antibotics and you get to take your precious package home. Well since he did not nurse right away etc. his blood sugar was a little low, so they put him on a dextrose drip. Then they were concerned that he was not eating very much. Well he was not hungry, they were feeding him by iv. How retarded is this. Well Sunday night he got to really fussing and carrying on that he kicked his iv out and they decided not to re attach the iv. Low and behold he was hungry later on and chowd down. Now they did the little surgery on Tuesday, he cannot go home until he pees. He must have because they took him home eight hours later. Poor little guy. He had his first Dr. visit today and gained four ounces in a week. He did not loose any weight at the hospital after birth like most do. Dr. was pleased, momma and daddy is pleased and so is this grandma.
I passed the Phtls course I enrolled in. I fret over written testing, just freaks me out. I passed practicals and the written well, I had no need to worry or fret. I passed with a really high score even if I am just a "B".
We are down to the wire on the book my friemd and I have been working on. Almost 200 hundred pages of biographical and genealogical entries, covering a span of almost 180 years. We suprised ourselves in some bio's, as well as descendants of these families buried in a little cemetery in Colorado. We were actually able to give descendants some of their missing information they could not find. We dug up newspapers articles on some of these people long buried in old Colorado newspapers some information back before 1900. This book will not make any best seller list, but will help generate funds for upkeep of the cemetery, which was the origional intent of the text.
Well today is our anniversary. 37 years, ha ha seems like more!! I have had him this long, and if anything happens to him, don't want another one. I have spent too long trying to get him trained that I don't want to start all over again.
I am beginning to wonder what I have gotten myself into. We got our Phtls text book last night, oh joy. I will need to settle down and get my study hat on and concentration going for this course. It gets harder as I get older. Old is a relative term.