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Lotta Action

Holy Crap this blog is getting a lot of action the last couple days. Last night was a pretty good night. Even though it included way way more than my share of urine. My little one (she's 3) said,"Mommy, I need you to wash my pants." She had gotten busy playing and peed in them. Gave her a quick bath and a change of clothes. Then Moxie, my little yellow buddy, peed in her brother Angus' cage (yes they are dogs, don't call the authorities). Next I took them both outside. Next, Mox pooped in the laundry room. After that and long after I had retired to the bedroom, she peed in the foyer. G found it with his foot. Doh! Doesn't sound like a good night, I know, but it was because my hubby's mood was way way better, and I didn't cook last night :-)
We had frozen waffles, peanut butter or ham sandwiches. Easy, no mess.

To clarify on my recent bitching, I love my husband very much, and I know that he loves me too. I sometimes need to vent about him, but I really don't have it all that bad.

Monday

Last night I colored my hair, and yes I do this often. I had colored it about 3 weeks ago, a medium brown with highlights.
Problem was it was too light, and especially light at the root, no good.
So Now I am Deep Brown. I like it a lot more.

I got to work and we had no internet this morning. I was so lost. It’s back! Thank goodness.
It is far too warm in here to work, but that is usually the case if it gets above 40 deg in the winter. We always have to dress in layers so we can add or subtract clothing as needed. Ridiculous.

AWWWW Crap!

Crap weekend. Started off okay, but went to hell in a handbasket.
My husband and I shared a bottle of wine after we put the kids to bed on Friday. It is so strange how very rarely we hang out together. Normally when the kids are down, my hubby spends some time on the net, I get ready for bed and then read or watch tv in bed. Sometimes he makes it up there before I go to sleep. Usually then he reads and/or watches the news. Sometimes (often) I am out before he makes it to bed. If we are in bed at the same time we are involved in totally separate activites. Sort of dissociated from one another. So I really liked hanging out and joking around and drinking a little. Was nice.

Then on Sat. he had a bad day, he has the habit of taking it out on me when he's in a shitty mood. I cannot help but let that ruin my mood. So he took some meds and went to bed before 9 on Saturday. I stayed up, surfed a little bit, read, then watched some tv. When I turned off the tube, I couldn't fall asleep cause I was in such a stressed out pissy mood. I mean I feel bad when his day goes all wrong, but he doesn't acknowledge that I cooked him a nice dinner and he barely responds when I speak to him. Not cool if you ask me.

I feel so forsaken. So unappreciated. I try to remind myself that he needs to be left alone in his cage when he is this way (and that is what I did), but he is nice to the kids, and the dogs, and makes me feel like I am the source of his stress/anger. I know it isn't intended to be that way, but that's how it feels from here. Totally sucks. He's been a little bit normal today, but not too great. I went shopping... alone... at the Mall (a place I rarely go). I spent the money from a gift I had returned, then spent a little more. Believe it or not, that hardly even perked me up! Geez.

Sometimes I think I am clinically depressed, and then I think about all the things that get me down and I feel like hopefully I am normal, and just have a few legitimate reasons to get down in the dumps. Can't wait for saturday next week. Going dancing with my girls. I am so lucky to have so many really wonderful, warm, fun girlfriends. And guy friends too. Where the hell would I be without them?

Good Bird of Prey Day

I saw three big hawks on my travels. They were most likely red-tailed or red-shouldered hawks. Both are common in these parts. Sometimes they are referred to as roadside hawks since they are quite commonly seen perched above a country road or interstate. They are beefy looking birds. I almost upgraded it to four, but number four turned out to be a white plastic bag.

So I was at the grocery store today, spending lots of cash. I noticed a girl slightly older than my C. She was shopping with her Dad. I felt like Dad was looking at me so I did a quick little sideways glance. I then realized he was quite staring. Dad was about 6’2” with broad shoulders, wavy blonde hair cut short (and graying just a bit) a square jaw and icy blue eyes (something sort of Lee Majors about him). At first I was a bit put off. So I looked again, preparing to give him my ‘what’s your problem?’ face when I realized it wasn’t a rude stare, but an ‘I’m checking you out’ face. At which point I nixed the WYP? face. He said,”Hi” but it wasn’t a short, casual ‘hi’, it was more like a long ‘hi’ with a raised note in the center? Can you hear it? I was quite caught off guard, guess my days of being accustomed to attention from men are too far behind me but I said ‘hi’ and went on my way. This did loads for my ego, as it has been feeling tiny and lonesome these days. I thought, “Maybe I do still got it, with hunky dads scoping me out.” Anyway, I was feeling pretty confident, right up until I was on my way out and who should I see ENTERING the store with an empty cart and a little blonde haired girl? That’s right, same guy. Again he was looking me up and down, but this time I think I gave him a combo ‘WYP?’ and ‘didn’t I just see you 10 minutes ago over by the eggs?’ look. Very suspicious. My fragile ego was shattered when I got the idea that this guy was actually trolling the Giant Eagle, trying to meet ladies. Now, obviously he was interested in me, but it seemed so slimy once I realized he hadn’t just been shopping and noticed a nice looking lady, he was on the prowl (using his kid too), so he probably said ‘hi’ to everyone under 50 who had less than 50 extra pounds on them.



And why do we girls need men to make us feel good about ourselves? I don’t know the answer, and I know the Oprahs and Phils of the world will tell you it has to come from inside, but that is total bull. Really, I think the natural order of things causes this, and it is this way for all of us. Am I way off here? Anyway, lately I’ve been feeling as if I don’t exist. Is this a normal stage of married life? After 9+ years and two babies does he look past me instead of at me? I think so, and I think it is fairly common. Anyway, it’s nice when somebody notices, if that makes me a pathetic loser, so be it!

Ditalini Salad

That MEME got me thinking about this, I was going to link you to the recipe, but couldn't find it online (the only thing in the world that isn't on the Internet) ...
Well it is now, courtesy of Heather and her mother in law:

Ditalini Salad


1 Box Ditallini
2-3 stalks celery
2 small bags of radishes
1/2 white onion
1 green pepper
1 bag baby carrots
1 container of cherry tomatoes, halved
1 tub shredded asiago cheese
Parsley flakes(optional), garlic salt, pepper and salt
Cook the pasta according to the directions and drain. chop the celery,
radishes, onion, green pepper and carrots into small pieces. Combine pasta,
halved tomatoes and chopped vegetables. Add enough mayonnaise to moisten
entire mixture. Add salt, pepper garlic salt and parsley flakes to taste.
Transfer to serving bowl and top with asiago cheese. Chill. Best if
refrigerated overnight.

Phil and Heather's MEME

Borrowed From Heather (and Phil)

4 Jobs I've had:
1. Paper Girl
2. Halo Vending at Garfield Park
3. Waitress at Bakers Square and Friday's
4. Engineering Technician

4 Places I've lived:
1. Euclid Oh
2. Mentor Oh
3. Painesville Oh
4. Current

4 Movies I'd Watch again:
1. 16 Candles
2. Breakfast Club
3. Austin Powers (any, but 3 is my fav)
4. Natural Born Killers

4 TV Shows I Love to Watch:
1. The Office
2. The New Detectives
3. Forensic Files
4. Pyschic Detectives

4 Favourite Foods:
1. Ditalini Salad
2. Pinapple
3. Mac N Cheese
4. Scallops

4 Places you’ve been on vacation:
1. Rio De Jeniero
2.Cape Code
3.San Fran
4. Florida

4 Websites you visit daily:
1. Luke
2. Heather
3. Shirring
4. Emma (old habits die hard)

4 Places I'd rather be Right Now:
1. Home with my family
2. On a Beach
3. In a tanning bed
4. On a massage table

4 Vehicles I've owned
1. 1969 Dodge Dart (green)
2. 1981 Toyota Pickup
3. 1985 Lincoln Towncar (x2)
4. 2000 Buick LaSabre

It's funny, Luke had that post about the metal teeth look that the rappers are sporting these days. This morning, I heard this song on the radio, not sure who it was, I think Nelly was at least one of the guys 'singing' but maybe it was a callaboration. Anyway the whole song was about his "grill" which is how they refer to this mouth full of gold and diamonds.
"Smile for me baby
I want to see your grill"
"You want to see my what?"
Funny cause I had no clue about this trend until I saw it on Luke's blog, and appartently even target sells them
Luke will be so excited.

Unbelievable. I think I've sworn off hip-hop ever since that Kanye(Sp?) West dude blamed the president for the Hurricane and all that nonsense. I'm not a W supporter by a long shot, but I am tired of the race card being played in situations like this. I wonder sometimes how long we will be a nation divided. My daughter learned about Dr. Martin Luther King at school. It sounded like a nice lesson, but I wonder if he's rolling over in his grave. We've come a long way, and then we really haven't.

Well that's too much politics for this blog I suppose. And for anyone who is wondering, I don't think metal-mouth is a good look. Course I've never been into 'bling' so I guess that is no suprise.
The comments really seem to be slowing down. Luke said I need to put more pictures up, Maybe I'll work on that.

My mood improved drastically when I picked up my daughter and found out she had a 'great' day. Then my little one, she is sick. She has a low fever and a very snotty nose. You can really tell she is off her game. She barely ate anything all day, which is definitely not like her.
Also I am wondering if my brother is on a business trip or something because he's been conspicuously quiet.

Total Shit Mood

Lunch with my husband helped a little. I am just down. Can't explain it really.

My daughter said last night that she doesn't like school anymore. I guess I should get used to these comments, she is only 5 and her sister is 2yrs behind.

It just makes me so sad. I loved school why I was her age, even though like her I was shy. I wish I knew how I could make it a more positive experience for her.

I'm joining a web ring, no it isn't like a cult or anything ;-)

Don't know if they will let me in or not, but I placed their link on the left with the others. Found some cool Momblogs though, which is nice. So something has been gained already. Sometimes when you realize that we are all struggling together, it makes it easier to accept.

Ha ha I must've saved this instead of publishing. I checked my blog to view and it wasn't there and I got super pissy (kinda like when my migration to the new domain didn't appear to work).
Anyway here it is, false alarm (sigh).

Books

I read a lot. Sometimes I blog a little about what I am currently reading. Well I just finished a book by Catherine Coulter. I have read a few others by her. I obviously forgot about the other books and so I bought another of hers recently. OOPS.

If you like suspense novels, courtroom thrillers psychological thrillers etc… Don’t make the mistake of reading her books. Some of them were okay (riptide). But I’ve noticed a common annoyance that she brings to her books. Her characters are flat, they are either bad to the core (pure evil) or next in line for the sainthood. Not only are they either all good or all bad, but they are beautiful and buff and sweet if they are good guys. You can imagine the bad guys. They are never good looking, never well dressed or well spoken. I mean, I think she thinks that bad guys really are that easy to identify. For some reason she finds the eating habits of her FBI agents to be absolutely riveting and so she is careful to describe all the healthful meals they eat. And their sex lives? Please don’t get me started. The leading couples’ idea of kinky is for him to ‘ever so slowly’ remove the big fat rollers from her hair before making love! Is she for real? WTF? Not only that but she is always describing the ‘good guys’ as lovers who are all about ‘her’ pleasure and don’t really care if they ‘get there’ or not. There will be time for that later…. Please. Either she has the best husband in the universe, or she has never been with a man.

I just started a Steve Martini book. I’ve read him and as I recall liked him very much.
I’ll let you know.

Also don’t know if I blogged about this, but if you didn’t already read Flowers for Algernon in High School check it out. Not a mystery or suspense book, but a very compelling read. Without giving much away, it is about a mentally retarded man. I laughed and cried and would recommend this book to anyone.
Also recommended (while I’m on a book kick): Line of Vision, The DaVinci Code, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nightime, The Clan of the Cave Bear, Summer Sisters, Bridget Jones Diary, The Jester, The Devil's Code, Along Came a Spider. Boy is that a mixed bag of nuts!

Saturday Night

So, a couple weeks ago I decided to invite some of my close friends over (all of them have kids) I invited 5 families - 4 families of 4 and one family of 5. The family of five had other plans and told me so right away. The four families of four were all available and looking forward to getting together. So, starting from last week I began to prepare. If all 4 families showed up, added to my family that would be 20 people. Wow it dawned on me we were having a party and I had to prepare. Well long story short, I ended up with 4 guests. Three of the four families ended up with 1 or more sick children (that is January in Ohio my friends). The fourth family was in it all the way right up until 10 minutes before they were to arrive. One of the families who had a sick daughter, also had a family crisis on top of it. I felt like my planning a get together was somehow unlucky to all of my friends. Anyway I ended up with 4 people, a mom and daughter from one family and a son and father from another. It was still nice to have some people over, and the four kids played pretty nice and had a good time. I just felt a little disappointed, because I don't even try to do this often, and it wasn't at all what I expected. Meanwhile and worse, all of my friends are dealing with sick kids at a minimum, and worse various family problems which I am grateful we don't have right now.

Anyway something very strange is happening right now. My husband took the girls out to run 4 or 5 errands. I am home alone (with the dogs- who we call 'tho guy') and tho guy are totally quiet and sleepy and cute right now. I have some laundry washing, and a load to fold, but otherwise I am going to take it easy today. A day of rest. I'm glad my house is fairly clean. One of my kids is developing a nasty cough. I am already wondering if she will be able to go to school on Tuesday.

As for my shameless plugging of Luke's blog, interestingly I got many new foreign hits since then. Apparently if you add the name Monica Belucci to your blog, your hits will double immediately, and since I said Luke had a hot pic of her, I cannot wait to go over to Luke's blog and check out his map! Speaking of Luke I am fairly confident that he had zero fun at my house. He was on the phone half the time, and when he left he made a comment about his plans for the night and I could just tell we had put him in a real shit mood. Maybe it's better not to have get togethers. But really what the hell do you do in NE Ohio in the dead of winter? I don't know but today I'm going to read and snuggle with Tho Guy.

What to Post?

My guts are unhappy, thanks to a Reuben sandwich and a beer... Oh lousy IBS!

I'm sleepy too, it's warm in here and yet I cannot take off my sweater, odd.

Now for a shameless plug:
Visit Luke's blog today (really there is a hot pic of Monica Bellucci there). He is sad about his cluster map so I told him I would plug him here on my very popular blog, but only if he posted today, which he did (even before I told him the deal). So go there.

Would be cool if someone from some of those exotic locations were to comment. Maybe they get here by accident and don't really read? Or perhaps they are shy?

Bad Commutes and Barf

I tried to blog last night, but something was wrong with my connection and the Net was just too damn slow (and I use dial-up so you know it had to be really slow to foil me).

For two days running (mon-tues) I had horrible commutes due to a semi which struck a gaurdrail and some concrete bridge pillars at 5:00am on Monday. ODOT has been working non stop since then and traffic has been hideous. Doubled my commute on Monday and added 20 min on Tuesday. So I got to the daycare late to get my daughter, who had just been kicked in the face accidentally by some other girl. I guess the offender appologized, so I didn't make a fuss. But I was so pissed at myself for being late!

So at 3:00 my older daughter (5 yrs) walked into our room. "Mommy, I thought I was just dreaming that I threw up but then I woke up and realized that it was really real."
Turns out she sat up, puked (mostly) over the side of the bed, laid back down and slept. She woke when her foot landed in the vomit which was spilling over the side of the bed (most of it landed on the bedroom carpet).

So, after washing her hair, her face, her hands, and brushing her teeth, I stripped and cleaned the bed, and then broke out the carpet cleaning machine I have (the second time in just as many blog posts). So then I went downstairs, brought back with me some diet ginger ale, a puke pail, and some fresh bedding from the cedar chest.

I got us all settled and then I laid down with her (I think it was after 4 at this time). She couldn't settle. Kept talking and asking me questions and reminiscing about the last time she threw up. I called my boss and left a voicemail, I called my mother (who usually watches them while I'm working). Finally I fell asleep. My husband came into her room and woke me up when his alarm went off. I went back to my bed for a little more rest. She seems tired, and a little off her game. The other one seems fine... so far. I'm tired too, think I'm going to take a shower now.

Funny, Vern read about my weekend and said,"rough weekend huh?" I had thought I had a pretty good and somewhat typical weekend. Just shows you how things change with your perspective. (he has no kids). But really it wasn't a bad weekend. If he reads this post and says "rough night" I'll have to agree though.

The weekend

I can't belive it's almost over! Jeez. Well I colored and hilighted my hair on Friday night, it was nice to have all that time for Mary :)
I took my girls to ballet on Saturday (because they are in two different age groups, I spend 3 hrs there every weekend). Then we had a play date which was once again cancelled at the last minute (as is usually the case with the family in question). So I took my kids anyway to lunch at a fast food place with a kids room in it. I did this because I had already told them, and because when we left home in the moring, our power (and heat) had been out for an hour already, and I didn't know if we'd be restored. Luckily I ran into a man I work with and he had just been at a park near my house and told me they got power back (what luck).
Kids took a long nap after that and I (how'd you guess) cleaned. For all the cleaning I do you'd think my house was immaculate, think again! Anyway I did tons of laundry and I used my carpet cleaner upstair (as mox had decided to urinate on the landing, so I just did the whole landing). I made some cupcakes after that and took them over to Luke's. My kids played with his last night. It was fun. Today has been mostly all work and very little play, but I'm about to suit up the kids for bicycle riding in Daddy's pole barn (which we are now calling 'the shop').
I don't want to go to work this week, but as I've said the stress seems to be subsiding, which does nothing to explain the TMJ trouble I am having again. I clench my jaw tightly when I'm sleeping and then I have pain while awake. It's not nearly as bad as it was about 15 years ago, when I had a bite-gaurd I had to wear to bed. I do feel I could be back to that soon though. And I'm not even sure where all that new tension is coming from. Maybe it just spread from my right shoulder and neck.
My brother called yesterday and I haven't had the time to call him back yet. I need to tell him though that I ran into a chic he used to go to school with. She remembered him immediately (but who would ever forget Glenn?)
Probably not much blogging for me this week, I have customers at work :(

Friday the 13th

I was born on a Friday the 13th(Feb. not Jan). So, I've always considered 13 to be lucky for me and have never suffered from triskaidekaphobia.

So far nothing lucky has happened today. I did get a very good night's sleep. I'm in a decent mood. Being productive at work. That's all good, but doesn't seem like the work of mysterious good luck.

Twice this week male coworkers have commented on how straight my hair is (and that they like it straight) is this odd? Considering I've had my hair this way since April and no men mentioned it really, then two this week... What's up with that?

I got back a normal result on my mammogram. I hadn't blogged about getting one in case they found something bad. I don't want to share that type of thing on the Internet. But as the results were negative I feel okay in talking about it now. If you haven't had one, don't sweat it. I don't see what all the fuss about it is. It was a little uncomfortable, but not really all that bad.

Just had a nice lunch with a few friends and my hubby. One beer and I'm totally buzzed. Don't know why beer at lunch always messes me up so much!

Well it's 2 hours later than when I started this post, and still no uncommonly good luck has befallen me.

Sigh

Work still really really sucks! But for some reason, now I am far less stressed out about it. I only slept about 5 hours last nigh. This is because I watched that movie 'The Interpreter' because it is due back by midnight on Friday. I really really liked it, though with all the distractions I had a hard time keeping striaght the names of the various leaders and terrorists. Still very suspenseful and very good. Sean Penn was great in it. Can't believe how old he's starting to look, although I think he's aging well. Never thought he was a looker, but he's a good actor (all politics aside). Today is going to be a challenge as I will be doing mindless repetitive work on 5 hrs sleep.

I really do want to blog more, but work has been tough and I always have someone bothering me, then at home my hubby is online or I'm busy with the kids. But when I get a break I'll probably blog more.

Right now Vern is after me to go over and get some breakfast, and I do need the coffee...

So, this is kinda cool

This picture was taken in my yard about 5 minutes ago, the thing is actually slightly larger than a quarter.Many of you will probably knit your brows or possibly roll your eyes, but to me this is pretty darn sweet. . .

We always get a living tree at Christmas (with root ball) and plant it outside after Christmas. We started doing this in 1998 shortly after we had purchased this lot (where we now live). Our 1998 tree died due to our lack of evergreen tree knowledge, but we've gotten more knowledgeable, and trees 1999-2005 are lookin' good. (Nice because we have each of our childrens' first trees out there). Anyway, my husband bought the tree and noticed this brown cacoon-like thing on one of it's branches. He showed it to me. We decided to leave it alone because it didn't look like it could possibly contain spiders.

So he planted the tree outside with the help of a buddy or two. One of the guys said it is full of baby praying mantis. That's fine, but this guy ordinarily cannot be counted on to know too much (at least about nature). Anyway I have to eat crow, he was exactly right. I just finally got around to looking it up on the Internet, and ours looks just like the examples I found. this is called an ootheca, it contains anywhere from 50-400 immature mantis. Cool!! I only hope that the warm temps for ten days in my house didn't somehow disturb their lifecycle.

Not only are the praying mantis one of the most awesome looking insects around, but they are helpful. They don't eat our garden, they eat the bugs that do! Cool. While some would be tempted to bring it indoors prior to hatching, we will just let it be and hope that nothing eats it before our mantis nymphs make their way out. The thought of 400 praying mantis in my house is more than a little unnerving.

I had a very nice evening yesterday. We rented Chicken Run and watched it together with buttery popcorn. The kids had a ball and my husband and I enjoyed the movie as well. Today has been a day of trying to catch up. I made three clothing repairs, did the vacuuming and the laundry will be an ongoing chore for the next few hours. But right now it is so quiet in here, it's really nice. That practically never happens. The dogs are napping as are the kids and hubby is working in the 'shop' which is how he would like to refer to the pole-barn hence forth. I also rented a movie called the Interpreter with Nicole Kidman and, hmmm gotta check the box... Oh well neither the box (Iggle video) nor the disk have the names, oh yeah Sean Penn. So hopefully we will watch that before this Friday. Chicken Run was great, but I love Wallace and Grommit so I fully expected to love this film as well.

I noticed that I have some Asia hits and I am wondering if the word Geisha brought them here somehow. Made me wonder what would happen if I threw out the word Brothel. So let's keep an eye on that map ;-)

Tomorrow promises to be a long day, doubtful I will be blogging. Now, off to see what You are blogging about.

Ah, that's better

I got a call this afternoon from MY Doctor's new office. Whew. I will be able to transefer my records over there, but they suggested that I follow up with the ex-partner on this issue. I can live with that. Also she told me that when a Doc just leaves a practice (as mine did) all the insurance companies drop him. So he is in the process of reapplying to them all right now. That is the main reason he isn't up and running sooner. She told me that the work he is doing between now and Jan 16 he is doing for free (now that is what I'm talkin' about).
Anyway this lady was so cool and she wished me luck with my results and follow up. And if you are curious too bad. The details are just to personal for blog land. I'm just feeling so relieved that I found my guy again.
I haven't blogged at all about our getaway. At least I don't think I have, maybe I'll have to reread a bit. Well we went to an indoor waterpark for two days and one night this week. It was fun but didn't cater much to kids the age of mine. They could play in a 1 foot baby pool, and not a lot else. They were too short for anything I could enjoy. Oh well. It was a good trip and there was a climbing thing that was truly awesome that we all enjoyed. Also eating out with friends, who doesn't like that? And the accomodations were awesome.
And my dogs are doing a lot better and are through their course of medications. Ahhhh, big sigh there.
My doc and his new officemates must be going nuts. They are returning calls on a Saturday?! Of course I took a nap today and that insures at least one call in the afternoon ;-)
I can't believe my map is reset, but the cool thing is that I can now see that some of the hits couldn't have been one-timers. It's odd that there are more than a few people out there who read on a somewhat regular basis but never even say 'Hi'. But hey, still very cool.

I found him!! I found my doc.

He is starting a new practice which will be up and running very soon. I may even be able to have my follow up with him instead of the ex-partner of his. I'm so happy and relieved. It will be a tad out of the way, very small price to pay. : - )

Two Labradors with Diarrhea

That's all, I don't think I need to say anything more than that.

Oh where oh where can my doctor be?

Well I'm having a frustrating week, considering that it started on Wednesday! I found out that my OB/GYN left his practice. Now I am hunting for him like crazy! If you have never been lucky enough to find that one doctor that you can tell anything to (I mean ANYTHING) without embarassment, the doctor who makes you feel important, the one who really seems to care how you are feeling, not just physically but emotionally, then you won't understand. But my doctor is all that and more. He's actually one of those people that you meet in life who makes you want to be a better person, to acomplish more, to handle stress better. He's so amazing, that you feel like a fool for complaining about your job. Anyway, I had a concern that caused me to go in this week. I was told when I called that my doc 'had nothing available' so I agreed to see his partner. It was only while I sat draped in a gown waiting that I overheard the bad news. I heard the receptionist explaining to someone who called that my doctor had left the practice as of Jan 1. I felt so abandoned, and yet I know that if he could have, he would have informed his patients in advance. I think that disolving a partnership, or a business can be tricky, even if your clients are really patients. Well thank goodness I'm not close to giving birth and finding this out. Anyway, that is the big news this week. And I have so many friends who go to him. The friends that recommended him to me, and all those I sent to him. I told them each, "You will never again dread going to the gynechologist." And after seeing him they all agreed. I only hope I wasn't wrong about that, and that we will find his new place and the insurance will work out and all.
He delivered both my girls, surgically. He did it quickly and without incident. To me he is a god. Wish me (us) luck in locating him.