Easter Suday

I admit, I was worried about hosting Easter. My family and drama go hand in hand, you can't have one without the other. It's not that I can't deal with it, I just won't, not anymore. The biggest drama queen would have to be my little sister but I'll get to her a little later. I was expecting Easter with the family to be a little tense, I wasn't expecting to get such a scare.

Sunday morning started out great with the boys and their Easter baskets. I think Carter was expecting more of a Santa thing, with a big basket and a bundle of presents waiting for him to tear into. But all in all he was happy with what we did for him, we filled a basket with some candy and 1 gift, The Jungle Book DVD. He's been wanting it for a while now and has watched it about 10 times since! We got Nolan the same basket but instead of a DVD we got him a children's Bible. Not that they really understand but we still read stories from it to both boys.

So I was getting ready to start cleaning, preparing for the family to show up. I called one of my older sisters to say Happy Easter and see how their morning went with my nieces. She informed me that my grandpa wasn't feeling good that morning and had to go to the hospital! Hearing that completely caught me off guard. I knew he wasn't feeling well but he had gone to the dr the Friday before, was told he had a post nasal drip and was given medicine for it. So why did he need to go to the hospital!? Turns out he did not have a post nasal drip, he had congestive heart failure! Boy, that doctor of his couldn't have gotten more wrong if he tried! Sigh.

Congestive heart failure (CHF) is a condition in which the heart can't pump enough blood to the body's other organs. In my grandfathers case it was caused by fluid buildup around his lungs and heart. It was mild, but serious and treatable. Thank God! When I first heard CHF my heart sank, my first thought was that he was going to die. He's not young, 88 years old, but he's a fighter and a spunky old man. He's got a girlfriend (which I take full responsibility for hooking him up with!) and is still in very good health, otherwise. However I don't know if they ever found out why that fluid built up, the one thing we know for sure is that it most certainly was not post nasal drip that he was suffering from!

My grandfather is home already, went home today. My other older sister and I went to the hospital today. We were there for a few hours waiting for him to be released. During that time he looked great, had plenty of energy, was so happy to see us, and really looking forward to going home. They took forever releasing him. Finally my father had to come to the hospital to wait with him, I could have waiting more but I think my grandfather was really wanting my dad to take him home. I called him a little bit ago, he's such a cute old man! He's happy to be home and is acting like just a few days ago his heart didn't almost stop! Really, that's a good thing, but you'd think he'd want to take it easy. Nope my my grandpa!

As for Easter, everything went pretty well. The kids (Carter, Nolan and my 2 nieces) had an Easter egg hunt in our backyard then we had our BBQ followed by the kids playing on the slip and slide in the back yard for a few hours. After an hour or so the water from the slip and slide turned my back yard into a big mud puddle! The kids were rolling around in the mud like little piggies, it was funny, cute, and very dirty! But they had fun and that's whats most important.

There was of course one incident with my lovely little sister, and when I say lovely I really mean extremely over dramatic and obnoxiously loud. I wasn't in the room but according to Mark my little sister walked in and started laying all over my dad telling him he needs to buy her this, and that, a house... etc. My dad, being the tough guy he thinks he is started play fighting with her and apparently smashed her sunglasses into the top of her head while trying to give her nuggies (not even sure how you spell that...?) Little sis went into a tirade screaming at my dad that he almost broke her precious pair of $100 Coach sunglasses (that by the way her ex boyfriend bought her at Marshalls for $40). If she wants to yell at my dad, fine, I can care less. It was between them. However she knew that Nolan was sleeping and she knew that his room was just a few feet from her loud mouth. She could have had the decency to shut the fuck up about this one little issue, since after all her glasses were just fine. Instead she carried on and on. I ran in the house to tell her to be quiet and she started screaming at me, like I was the one who almost broke her stupid sunglasses. She has zero respect for anyone and only cares about herself. She pouted for a few mins but eventually got over it and left shortly after. Hate to say it but I was relieved when she left, however it wouldn't have been a Easter family get together without her little dramatic outburst so all I can say is... Good riddance, the day is over and my grandpa is home and healthy!