Snorts – I couldn’t resist this one my friends. I saw this on the internet the other day and almost peed myself. I couldn’t wait to show it to mom and dad. Trust me, they needed this laugh right about now here at the Hotel Thompson. Happy laughing my friends!
Welcome my friends to our weekly issue of Journey with Friends. This is a time that we come together for support, for encouragement, for fellowship – all with one single goal in mind – to live better. Welcome to our journey to share our goals and our accomplishments and our disappointments and frustrations.
Together we can do this!
Sunday, November 26, 2017 – It finally got here. The day before I return back to work. I thought I was ready until my mom called. She couldn’t breathe. It was one of those moments that life stops revolving and you go into action mode. Rushed her to the hospital where they did all kinds of tests and kept her overnight. At this moment, we still don’t know much but it looks like it’s going in the direction of some type of COPD. Hopefully we will know more tomorrow. Miles Moved: 0.13
Monday, November 27, 2017 – Mom is still in the hospital having tests done and today was my first day back to work. Talk about a double whammy! But things went well with work. I’m slowly trying to ease back into work. And with mom being in the hospital, I’m trying to take care of her house/anipals as well as her at the hospital. Breathe in/out.. right? Miles Moved: 1.33
Tuesday, November 28, 2017 – YAY mom came home today. Went to pick her up from the hospital, took her home and then did some errands for her to the pharmacy and store. Miles Moved: 1.56
Wednesday, November 29, 2017 – Today was a short day for me. I had to take a half day to go home and get some rest. I think things were piling too much on me trying to recuperate myself. Miles Moved: 1.00
Thursday, November 30, 2017 – Things are somewhat back to normal at home with mom. She is trying to get plenty of rest and take it easy for a while. My healing is going to take time. My right breast looks beautiful but the left breast is slowly taking its time to catch up. But I have to keep in mind that the left breast had a lot of work done with it (it had two lumps removed as well as the reduction/life). Miles Moved: 0.90
Friday, December 1, 2017 – Thank goodness for Friday!! I’m so not cooking tonight. We are eating out and then I’m coming home to get me some rest. Hopefully this weekend will involve lots of rest as well. I can tell it was a lot to come back to work this week but I’m trying to keep myself together with work vs rest. Miles Moved: 1.38
Saturday, December 2, 2017 – Rest sweet rest never sounded so good! Exercise walking has been postponed until January 2018 to give my breasts more time to heal. I do think that’s an excellent idea. Miles Moved: 0.18
Thoughts for the week: Healing from my surgery is on-going. It’s going to be a bit. I was warned about that. It could take six months to a year for my breasts to look like ‘breasts’. But that’s okay. Even at this stage, they are lovely to me.
This week walked: 6.48
TOTAL 2017 Miles: 517.56
❤ small goals turn into big accomplishments ❤
Snorts – I couldn’t resist this one my friends. I saw this on the internet the other day and almost peed myself. I couldn’t wait to show it to mom and dad. Trust me, they needed this laugh right about now here at the Hotel Thompson. Happy laughing my friends!
Today, let’s tell another true story from daddy. I know you’re dying to hear it – evil snorts.
To get through college, daddy worked at a local hospital on the mental health ward. No those rumors are not true – that is not where he met mommy – snorts. When he first started at the hospital, he worked the midnight shift. The mental health ward during this time was in the basement right beside the morgue. That would bring shivers to this little piggy to begin with.
One of his co-workers told him a story the first couple of days that he was in training that still to this day puts his nerves on edge. They said that years earlier, a mental health patient had gotten out of their rooms in the middle of the night. They went into the elevator and hung themselves around 3:00AM. Staff of the hospital found the mental health patient hanging in the elevator dead.
Since then, the elevators had locks installed on them and they won’t work without the key being inserted to call for the elevator. The nurse told daddy that every night at 3:00AM, without fail, the elevator doors would open by themselves. Daddy didn’t take too much into this until the first time he worked by himself. The nurse’s station was right in front of the elevator doors. Exactly at 3:00AM, the doors opened all by themselves. It still sends chills up and down daddy’s spine. And the elevators to this date, still open and close exactly at 3:00AM. Nothing is wrong with them, they’ve been checked. There is no reason for them to open at this particular time. Anyone going up?
Hello friends – welcome to the next series of Travels in the South. This series starts with the arrival of Fozziemom and Fozziedad all the way from Australia. Today we highlight how the mom’s encouraged the dad’s to go to a baby hospital. Something was mentioned about biological clocks. I’m not sure what that means. So the field trip was scheduled and everyone gathered in the Jeep headed to Cleveland, Georgia. Does that town ring a bell with you? How about if I show you a picture of the hospital.
Now is that a hospital or what? The moms were so totally excited upon seeing this place. Personally I think it was because of all of the mountain streets that the GPS was directing everyone to travel. And yes, it was so hidden away near the mountains that dad said he thought he heard banjo music playing. But again I digress.
Welcome my friends to Babyland General Hospital – home of the Cabbage Patch Kids. Now if you have been reading my blog for any length of time you will know that mom is not a huge fan of those kids. In fact to refresh your memory, mom got one when she was a young teenager. She completely hated it. It might have been because mom was a tomboy. It might have been because the freak had red hair and reminded her of Chucky. It could have been just because. But mom hated the freak of nature.
And upon getting fussed out repeatedly because she didn’t “play with it”, mom did just that one day. It was a swift game of Indians and Cowboys with the red headed freak being tied to a tree and set on fire. Don’t worry mom wasn’t hurt and the fire wasn’t huge… just big enough to take care of little Chuckette.
So knowing the story, you would think this would be the very last place mom would want to go for a visit. But through conversations with Fozziemom, it just *had* to happen. Strange huh?
When you pull up to the hospital, there are huge ceramic babies in cabbage leaves all along the front and sides of the building. Some are boys and other girls. Some have pacifiers while others don’t. And look at this picture closely – do you see who showed up for the tour? BASHFUL! Can you believe that?
Now daddy said that there were more squeals coming from the girls than he had heard in a long time. It wasn’t bad enough that the place looked huge from the outside but then you have all of these ‘babies’ sitting around the building. Shaking my piggy head. By this point, even mom was giving in to the hospital with anticipation and couldn’t wait to get inside of the hospital.
When you first enter, along the walls there are pictures of hundreds of celebrities who have autographed pictures to Xavier Roberts (the founder of Cabbage Patch Kids). Also as you go further into the waiting room, there is a huge cabbage patch chair. Oh don’t worry, everyone had to take a turn on the chair to get their pictures taken… you know for documentational purposes to prove they were there – yeah that’s it.
Now some people – snort oink – had a great time in that chair. And mom and Fozziemom said the cabbage patch chair is way comfortable.
Of course the dad’s were forced to partake in picture time. What? You never know when you might be back and you want all of the picture opportunities you can get.
The hospital is set up in many sections. The waiting room, the nursery, the baby room, the toddler room and then the delivery room.
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The nursery had babies that were so young in their cribs. Of course Fozziemom couldn’t help but to gather one up and rock in the rocking chair that was so handy in the nursery. Look that picture – doesn’t that show ❤ ? And a cool thing about the nursery and baby rooms – there was crying. Babies that actually were heard crying! What an awesome delight that was.
And the baby room for toddlers – OMP! Mom said they had the toddlers in cribs taking naps, in high chairs, in bouncy chairs, on changing tables and in strollers. Can you imagine that? And there wasn’t just a few – there at least 50-75 babies in these couple of rooms. It was a hoot – and daddy said mom was overwhelmed.
After seeing these rooms, everyone had to go into the main room which also housed the delivery room. On this day, we were five minutes late or we would have seen the birth of a baby. Mom just kicks herself for missing that.
All over the main room there were hundreds of babies in different stages in their babyhood. These babies were sprouting from their cabbage patch leaves. Some of their heads would move. In another section, some babies were in their leaves and their bodies would come up and down out of the leaves. But these babies, they were ready to be born yet. The babies are pollinated by fanciful Bunnybees and taken care of by the licensed patch doctors and nurses.
Did I mention that the staff of the hospital are all dressed in nurse outfits? Of course they are – why wouldn’t they be, right? I mean it is a hospital – snorts with piggy laughter.
Dad – bless his heart – thought he was going to pass out when mom told him joyfully, “Honey, I want a baby!” He made her promise that it wouldn’t end up like the first one she had. After she promised, he let her loose to find her perfect baby.
So while Fozziemom and Fozziedad searched the hospital for their liking, mom took off to find her baby. Dad says he thinks that mom held at least 80% of the babies talking to them to see if any of them with bond with her. Just when she thought she was going to give up – she found her baby – Haley Bree.
And look at Haley Bree – with her pink glasses, pacifier and ballerina outfit that mom just had to buy for her baby – of course completed with tutu. And yes, that is a baby diaper in the picture as well that mom bought.
So my friends, what has the Travels in the South taught you? Putting together Fozziemom and mom, there will be trouble. You can’t even guess how much trouble because we will get more into that next week. But this day also teaches us that a mom can change her colors. Once mom saw exactly where Cabbage Patch Kids came from, she *had* to have one. Now, she has fond memories of their tour this day and all of the oohhing and aaahhing that mom and Fozziemom went through with all of the babies.
Join us next week my friends as we continue with our Travels in the South with Fozziemom and Fozziedad.
My dear friends – today is a very special day. Why do you ask? Well today is Friday the 13th. And guess what? It’s the only Friday the 13th we will have this year in 2016. See, I told you it was special.
So I looked far and near and found a very special story for you my friends. Are you ready? Here’s my hoof in case you need to hold it. This one might just send shivers up and down your spine and leave your night light on tonight when you go to bed.
This woman – lets just call her Judy – was in the hospital. Every morning when the nurses would check on her and ask her how she slept the night before, she would tell them she had an awful night. That a little girl kept coming into her room wanting to play. And although she was sick, Judy loved children and would stay up play with the little girl for hours. Well the nurses told Judy that there were no little children on the floor and at that time of the night no one should be visiting. Judy shook her head and was adamant that the little girl was coming every night to play.
Later that night just like clock work, the little girl showed up again in Judy’s room. Before the little girl could get all the way in the room, Judy snapped a picture with her cell phone. What do you see in this picture my friends?
Knowing that daddy used to work in mental health, this is so hilarious and makes so much sense. What do you think my friends? Anyone want to be 15? 
Welcome my friends to our weekly issue of Journey with Friends. This is a time that we come together for support, for encouragement, for fellowship – all with one single goal in mind – to live better. Welcome to our journey to share our goals and our accomplishments and our disappointments and frustrations.
Together we can do this!
Hello friends. I write this post from my bed. Some of you may know while others don’t about my current situation. I came home from work early last Thursday not feeling so well. I was aching and coughing – a cough I might add is from the depths of hell. I couldn’t sleep that night and was having difficulty breathing. About 6:30am on Friday, I told my husband we needed to go to emergency care because it was getting worse.
Once at the emergency room, they took me straight back and hooked me up to oxygen and started breathing treatments. They took blood, throat and nose cultures, gave me liquid codeine for my cough and gave me steroids. After my second breathing treatment, I started feeling a little better.
That is until the doctor finally came back with my test results – flu. And yes I did get a flu shot this year. The doctor explained that the flu strain they were seeing wasn’t what the flu shot had. Yay me huh? The doctor wanted me to stay the night but where do you want to be when you’re sick? Your own bed in your own home. So they did let me go sending me home with a breathing machine. I’m also taking steroids and ibuprofen. I was instructed to be quarantined with strict bed rest.
I originally felt like a bus had hit me twice. Now I just feel like I’ve been hit once. The aches and pains are still present but the coughing seems to be getting better.
Thank you so much for all of those that sent prayers, healing vibes and cards. I really appreciated them so very much!
Dear Bacon – Darn that pesky cat. She dared me to stick my head under the privacy fence to look at Bob. Well you know I’m not one not to take a challenge so I did it. Well guess what? My head is stuck. Bob tried everything he could to get me un-stuck but nothing. I know I heard that pesky purr thing clicking pictures to post on line. This does mean war. Any suggestions? Signed Stuck Between a Rock and Hard Place
Dear Stuck Between a Rock and Hard Place – Here’s what I would do… not that I’ve done anything like this before – looks innocent. When the purr things goes to sleep, find the camera and change your face picture of being stuck to the purr things face. Then put that picture all over the place. Fair is fair, right? Snorts.
Dear Bacon – OMC – Make the winter go away please. It is so cold in my part of the world – this is how you will find me every night – trying to touch the heat waves. Is it still cold there in your part of the world? Signed Stretch
Dear Stretch – Shaking my piggy head. I am so with you my friend. Some days are great – perfect temperature and skies. While other days, the rain is falling and it is cold. Hopefully soon Mother Nature will make up her mind and pick one season to stick to… I hope.
Dear Bacon – What’s up?! I just know you are eating or drinking something wonderful on the other side of this fence. Just put it right there okay… right there on my tongue. Many thanks! Signed Beggar
Dear Beggar – If only I had something my friend, I would surely share with you. Heck, if you lived closer, I would go get you an poochie ice cream. Mom always makes sure that Houdini has some in the freezer. They don’t taste that bad at all – I know cause I’ve had one. Hope you get something soon. Hang in there… well don’t hang. Maybe take your tongue out of the hole.
Dear Bacon – I tell my human this all of the time. “Oh no don’t stop. I love hearing all about your break ups and fights with your boyfriend. You have my solid attention – do go on. I’m sitting here just totally enthralled. I would give you a hug but look – I’m caged.” Signed Attention
Dear Attention – Snorts with piggy laughter. Does this work? Does your human take you out for a little hug? I mean heck they should because you do look like you are giving them your full attention. I’m really touched – snorts.
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Dear Bacon – My human thought he was dreaming last night but it really was me in person scaring him. Evil Purrs. I dressed up like a doctor and put a light over his face. Surely he thought he was going into surgery. It was really hilarious. For a human, he can’t jump pretty high. Have you ever fooled your humans like this? Signed Mischief
Dear Mischief – I like the way you think my friend. Every chance I get it, you know I pick on my human father. Our relationship is deep and has many levels. Both of us think that we are the alpha here at the Hotel Thompson. But we all know who that really is, right? Keep up the great work my friend. I’m highly impressed with your young abilities.
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REMEMBER MY FRIENDS – Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please keep sending me your letters and pictures to my email.
Dear Bacon – Now sometimes when people meet at the park they give hugs. Sometimes when dogs or cats meet at the park, they sniff butts. Hey, it’s what we do, right? Well we have had enough of the butt sniffing. A group of my friends have decided that hugs are the new hello in the dog world. Maybe you should join us in our new mission. Signed Hugs
Dear Hugs – That sounds like a game plan my new friends. I never got the butt sniffing thing for hello anyway. Heck, I’ve smelled what comes out of my dad’s butt. No way in this piggy world I want to sniff it to say hello. Carry on the great work and I’ll be doing my part for the cause in giving hugs not butt sniffs!
Dear Bacon – I have drawn the line. Mom always tells me I’m her little flower. Now she is trying to make me her little flower. Help. Signed Bud in Progress
Dear Bud in Progress – I know it seems weird and it is. But you gotta think on the other paw of this. If it makes your human happy and she is daunting on you and giving you snacks, does it really matter? You have found the pot at the end of the rainbow.
Dear Bacon – We are family. Our humans wanted a Christmas card this year showing our family. We said okay but we wanted to pose as we wanted to pose – no help from the humans. So what do you think? Do you think this screams We Are Family in our Christmas Card? Signed Family
Dear Family – Way to go my friends – Bravo! Bravo! That picture screams family, diversity, togetherness and being united as one. What more could you do? I have to ask – that picture “looks” like you all get along and are so close. Are you? Or was this a snap-this-picture-now-before-I-hurt-someone kind of picture? Cause I’m telling you, you are pulling it off. Great card – don’t forget to send me one here at the Hotel Thompson.
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Dear Bacon – We are buddies and sometimes secret hero’s. Really, this is us clowning around during the night. But during the day, we are the Pig and the Hare Hero’s. We visit children’s hospitals and bring smiles to the faces we meet. We highly recommend it. Signed Hero’s at Large
Dear Hero’s at Large – OMP! You are certainly right my friends. You are HERO’s. Not all hero’s have to wear capes or have special talents. Although I have to admit that you do have special powers of bring smiles to the faces that need it most. Carry on my cute duo!
Dear Bacon – Can you believe this? There I was sitting back, relaxing and minding my own business. My human said that he needed socks and to get out of his drawer. What? First up human, mind who you are talking to and second, you should have thought about socks before you left your drawer open inviting me. I think you should go without socks today because I’m not moving. Move me or reach around me and you may be wearing a sock over your bandage. What bandage? They bandage from the boo-boo I will leave on your arm. Carry on now and be gone. Signed Sock Keeper
Dear Sock Keeper – You know you do have a great point there my friend. They should have thought about that when they left the drawer open. Snorts – don’t do anything I wouldn’t do in that drawer.
Remember my friends – Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please continue to send me your pictures and questions to my email address.
Piglove 