Today I had the privilege to use my affordable health insurance to get an MRI or Magnetic Resonance Imaging procedure done at the local hospital. I am grateful for modern technology and that I have access to it.
HOWEVER, I have a few suggestions for those of you who may have this same opportunity.
1. Request to be PUT TO SLEEP prior to the procedure.
2. If previous request is not honored, at least insist on heavy drugs to dull ones senses. I did not know these were available. WHY DIDN'T SOMEONE TELL ME?
3. Keep your eyes closed. Under no circumstances should you open them before or during.
4. Know ahead of time that if you want to "opt out" you CAN do this by calmly saying, "I'm feeling very uncomfortable in here." I had no idea anyone could hear me, or that I had the option to contact someone from within the depths of the MRI machine. Ten minutes into it a voice said to me, "How're you doing in there?" I said, "Do I have a choice?" The voice chuckled. Subsequent conversation with my nurse daughter, revealed that I should have expressed my extreme anxiety.
5. Learn to live with whatever you're in there for in the first place.
Besides the above, which I perservered through only by constant, fervent, intense prayer, I would suggest you get more information before subjecting yourself to this legal form of torture. Such as, know ahead of time that jack hammers will be sounding all around you as you are confined into this small tube, which is 1 inch from your nose and every other part of your body. Do not be alarmed. It IS magnetic RESONANCE after all. Also, you will be inside this claustrophobic casing for one hour!
To say I am "shook" is a gross understatement. Where are my drugs?
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Hello to my many fans out there in Blog Land! My husband's daughter, Jill, inspired me to do this "Pilgrim Hat" project with my granddaughter, Kylie (5). This is a picture of Kylie with her apron on. She is ready to humor her Grandma Susan by cooperating in the heretofore mentioned project.
This is a picture of the finished product of the Pilgrim Hat. (Kylie has no idea what a pilgrim is and I had no words to explain it to her that she could relate to or understand!) Heavy Sigh.
This is a pictorial description of the assembly process for a Pilgrim Hat. To do this was her idea!
Another picture of a cooperative Kylie.
We delivered the treats to various people. This is Kylie ringing the doorbell to her cousin's home. They weren't home, so we left them on the bench.
This is Grandpa Doc. He was sawing wood in his shop when the delivery was made.
Grandma Susan survived. Kylie seemed to enjoy herself and the sharing with others. I should point out that finding the Chicklets to use as decoration on the hat was the hardest "ingredient" to find. After four unsuccessful trips to stores, I finally called Jill and was told the Dollar Store had the coveted item.If you want detailed recipe, please refer to Jill's Blog at Adventuresofgrandmahoney.blogspot.com
Saturday, October 18, 2008
One Year of Marriage Completed This Date
October 20, 2007 was our wedding date.
ONE YEAR LATER, THESE ARE MY OBSERVATIONS OF LIFE WITH RICHARD ROZIER:
* He makes me laugh daily!
* He is kind, thoughtful, and sweet!
* He is passionate about the Stock Market.
* He does the dishes always!
* He is extremely appreciative of my efforts to cook; complimentary even!
* He takes VERY GOOD care of me and is VERY GENEROUS.
* He asks for directions when the Magellan isn't working.
* He does the laundry a lot. (He opts for 1 rinse cycle only. The other day I discovered that when I do the laundry and opt for 2 rinse cycles, he goes in and changes it when I'm not looking!)
* He loves (as in ADORES) his family!
* He is friendly and outgoing with everyone--neighbors, clerks, and especially people we meet while walking each day.
* He accepts me, as is, totally (this includes my cough).
* He is a loyal friend.
* He has the cutest crinkly eyes that sparkle when he winks at me.
* He is steadfast in his faith.
OF COURSE, HE IS THE BEST PART OF BEING MARRIED, BUT OTHER GREAT BENEFITS FOR ME ARE:
* His wonderful family. They have been so gracious to me. I love and appreciate them all so much! (THIS SHOULD BE SHOUTED FROM THE ROOFTOPS WITH A LOUD SPEAKER!)
* We have sufficient for our needs.
* We have a lovely home comfortably furnished.
* I can have manicures and pedicures--I had them before, but now I can afford them!
* My family loves Richard! Whenever we talk, they always say to tell Richard hello (not just my kids, but my siblings too).
* We have a cleaning woman twice a month! (This is HUGE for me.)
* We have a very nice car.
* It is SO MUCH better to cuddle with Richard than with my teddy bears.
SYNOPSIS OF OUR YEAR TOGETHER:
October 2007: Marriage and Honeymoon to Hawaii.
November 2007: We fly to St. George and drive back a truckload of Susan's "stuff."
December 2007: Richard has new batteries implated and we move to our new home.
January 2008: We buy all new furniture.
February 2008: We fly to Salt Lake City for a wonderful reunion with friends and family.
March 2008: I have open heart surgery for 3 by-passes.
April 2008: Funeral for Robin Groff, Richard's granddaughter. We go to the Boston Marathon and have a wonderful vacation.
June 2008: We drive to Salt Lake City through Yosemite. Visit friends along the way. Have wonderful reunion with friends and family and bring more of Susan's "stuff" back from Utah.
July 2008: The death of Chris, Richard's youngest son.
August 2008: Fabulous Rozier Family Camp. Memorial for Chris.
September 2008: Trip to San Francisco. Called on 1 month Temple Mission.
October 2008: Completion of a VERY HAPPY YEAR THROUGH THICK AND THIN!
My Wedding PictureWednesday, October 15, 2008
American Heart Assn Heart Walk
Hey there!
On Saturday, October 11, I participated in the Heart Walk with about 1,000+ other people. When I first walked into Chukchansi Park (Stadium), I was greeted by a woman who asked me if I was a survivor. I said, "No, I've never had cancer." She wasn't referring to cancer, but to heart disease/surgery. "Oh, yes, then I am a survivor." She asked me to write my story which she then posted on a large bulletin board. For this, I got a hat! Thank goodness I survived so I could get that hat!
There were many booths where lots of good information and freebies were distributed. I had my picture taken with the nurses from Cardiac Rehab in which we were all wearing the same shirt. It's really a cute shirt--maybe someday I'll get a picture of it.
Soon the "walk" started. I was able to visit with several of the nurses, their friends, some of their parents, some husbands, office personnel, etc., while walking. Turns out I was the only cardiac rehab patient to show up!
We walked at a brisk clip. For 4 miles I walked at that brisk clip. When I met up with Richard in the bleachers (he was cheering me on), I could hardly move. You'd have thought I'd run a marathon or something! I had to lift my legs into the car. Richard put me right to bed upon our arrival at home. I was proud of myself, but I kept musing, "What was I thinking?"
Monday I bent down to pick up a newspaper and my back went out! Subsequent visit to chiropractor (no appointment--I just showed up with Richard supporting me) revealed that "the walk" was responsible. Two visits later and I'm still "favoring" it. In the meantime, I've not been back to Cardiac Rehab. I wonder if they are wondering where I am?
It's embarrassing to be married to a marathoner and to be disabled after 4 miles!
Susan (The Gimp) Rozier
On Saturday, October 11, I participated in the Heart Walk with about 1,000+ other people. When I first walked into Chukchansi Park (Stadium), I was greeted by a woman who asked me if I was a survivor. I said, "No, I've never had cancer." She wasn't referring to cancer, but to heart disease/surgery. "Oh, yes, then I am a survivor." She asked me to write my story which she then posted on a large bulletin board. For this, I got a hat! Thank goodness I survived so I could get that hat!
There were many booths where lots of good information and freebies were distributed. I had my picture taken with the nurses from Cardiac Rehab in which we were all wearing the same shirt. It's really a cute shirt--maybe someday I'll get a picture of it.
Soon the "walk" started. I was able to visit with several of the nurses, their friends, some of their parents, some husbands, office personnel, etc., while walking. Turns out I was the only cardiac rehab patient to show up!
We walked at a brisk clip. For 4 miles I walked at that brisk clip. When I met up with Richard in the bleachers (he was cheering me on), I could hardly move. You'd have thought I'd run a marathon or something! I had to lift my legs into the car. Richard put me right to bed upon our arrival at home. I was proud of myself, but I kept musing, "What was I thinking?"
Monday I bent down to pick up a newspaper and my back went out! Subsequent visit to chiropractor (no appointment--I just showed up with Richard supporting me) revealed that "the walk" was responsible. Two visits later and I'm still "favoring" it. In the meantime, I've not been back to Cardiac Rehab. I wonder if they are wondering where I am?
It's embarrassing to be married to a marathoner and to be disabled after 4 miles!
Susan (The Gimp) Rozier
Monday, October 6, 2008
Weekend Trip to San Francisco
Hello to all my fans out there in the blogosphere world--all 7 to 10 of you!
Richard and I recently took a trip to the Bay Area to meet with old friends of his. We went up there on an Amtrak train to Emeryville and then an Amtrak bus to Pier 39. Lovely ride and uneventful.
We met up with Ken Oyer and his wife Jackie and saw a lot of the sites, ate at a Thai place and then had dinner at an Italian restaurant. Both delicious. Fun, fun, fun.
The next day the two of them were in the "Bridge to Bridge" race which is from the Bay Bridge to the Golden Gate Bridge. Your choice is to run the 5K, 7K, or 12K. The Finish Line is the same for whichever K you choose to run.
See pictures of the runners below.
See us in the middle of all the runners below.
See the finish line below.
See the live bands that greet the 5,000 to 10,000 runners below.
See all the tents with free stuff below.
See Ken and Jackie after finishing the race.
See Ghiradelli Square. See Rita's Diner. See the ships at sea. See Bubba Gumps. See the street entertainment. See Golden Gate Park (taken from the car). See Union Square (taken from the car). See China Town (taken from the car).
What? You don't see any pictures? Well, that's because I downloaded them to my computer from my camera and then I deleted them from my camera. However, thru some weird computer malfunction (definitely NOT the person pushing the Delete Key,) they were also deleted from my camera AND my computer! So, use your imagination on the pictures!
The highlight or rather a really lowlight of our trip was on the bus from Pier 39 back to Emeryville. Another bus broke down so the people on that bus were asked to get on our bus and they were crammed in the aisles and I mean crammed in--we, of the first bus, filled all the seats so the second bus people were all standing up.
Well, a black lady and an hispanic lady got into a shouting/cussing/blaspheming/swearing/cursing/verbal exchange that made Richard blush and me cover my ears. It was HORRIBLE! There were children on the bus too which made it even worse.
The S word, the B word, the Wh word, the F word, the K word, the D word, the N word, the Z word, the T word, the J word, the whole alphabet of words were used with threats hurled. If they hadn't been separated by several people, I'm sure there would have been fisticuffs.
Well, I whispered to Richard that we should sing "God Bless America" or something. So, he starts singing said song at the top of his lungs! Not wanting him to be the only one singing, I joined in with him. The two men in front of us joined in, but it didn't catch on as we were hoping. (The two women were still at it thru the last stanza.)
Finally, a calmness prevailed. We aren't sure if someone laser-gunned the one woman or what, but the last 10 minutes were thankfully muted.
They really were great pictures. Are they out there in cyberspace somewhere? Where do deleted objects go?
I have to give a plug for Jill and Justin's blog site (Jill is my married granddaughter who is expecting in April, is living in Oxford, England while her husband is working on his PhD in Medical Anthropology, and her youngest brother, Cody (senior in HS) is with them). Her site is: http://themaldens.blogspot.com. Cody's blog site is: www.thefrazerman.blogspot.com. I think you can interchange (or innerchange?) the http and the www, but what do I know?
Susan
Richard and I recently took a trip to the Bay Area to meet with old friends of his. We went up there on an Amtrak train to Emeryville and then an Amtrak bus to Pier 39. Lovely ride and uneventful.
We met up with Ken Oyer and his wife Jackie and saw a lot of the sites, ate at a Thai place and then had dinner at an Italian restaurant. Both delicious. Fun, fun, fun.
The next day the two of them were in the "Bridge to Bridge" race which is from the Bay Bridge to the Golden Gate Bridge. Your choice is to run the 5K, 7K, or 12K. The Finish Line is the same for whichever K you choose to run.
See pictures of the runners below.
See us in the middle of all the runners below.
See the finish line below.
See the live bands that greet the 5,000 to 10,000 runners below.
See all the tents with free stuff below.
See Ken and Jackie after finishing the race.
See Ghiradelli Square. See Rita's Diner. See the ships at sea. See Bubba Gumps. See the street entertainment. See Golden Gate Park (taken from the car). See Union Square (taken from the car). See China Town (taken from the car).
What? You don't see any pictures? Well, that's because I downloaded them to my computer from my camera and then I deleted them from my camera. However, thru some weird computer malfunction (definitely NOT the person pushing the Delete Key,) they were also deleted from my camera AND my computer! So, use your imagination on the pictures!
The highlight or rather a really lowlight of our trip was on the bus from Pier 39 back to Emeryville. Another bus broke down so the people on that bus were asked to get on our bus and they were crammed in the aisles and I mean crammed in--we, of the first bus, filled all the seats so the second bus people were all standing up.
Well, a black lady and an hispanic lady got into a shouting/cussing/blaspheming/swearing/cursing/verbal exchange that made Richard blush and me cover my ears. It was HORRIBLE! There were children on the bus too which made it even worse.
The S word, the B word, the Wh word, the F word, the K word, the D word, the N word, the Z word, the T word, the J word, the whole alphabet of words were used with threats hurled. If they hadn't been separated by several people, I'm sure there would have been fisticuffs.
Well, I whispered to Richard that we should sing "God Bless America" or something. So, he starts singing said song at the top of his lungs! Not wanting him to be the only one singing, I joined in with him. The two men in front of us joined in, but it didn't catch on as we were hoping. (The two women were still at it thru the last stanza.)
Finally, a calmness prevailed. We aren't sure if someone laser-gunned the one woman or what, but the last 10 minutes were thankfully muted.
They really were great pictures. Are they out there in cyberspace somewhere? Where do deleted objects go?
I have to give a plug for Jill and Justin's blog site (Jill is my married granddaughter who is expecting in April, is living in Oxford, England while her husband is working on his PhD in Medical Anthropology, and her youngest brother, Cody (senior in HS) is with them). Her site is: http://themaldens.blogspot.com. Cody's blog site is: www.thefrazerman.blogspot.com. I think you can interchange (or innerchange?) the http and the www, but what do I know?
Susan
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Two Granddaughters Two Decorating Styles
My 14 year old granddaughter, Marissa (Rissy) loves horses and this is her room. Clicking on the pictures will give you a larger view to see the clever details with the shelves, etc.
It is a real treat to go into her Island Paradise bedroom. She did a great job.
My 16 year old granddaughter, Jacie, wanted a beach theme for her bedroom. Do you think she achieved it?
It is a real treat to go into her Island Paradise bedroom. She did a great job.Susan's Graduation from Cardiac Rehab
Story below of major accomplishment for Susan
Lori, one of the great nurses in the St. Agnes Cardiac Rehab Program
Super Studly Susan (with the big hair) on the Treadmill
View from the treadmill
Wall pulley weights
The stretch bar for the cool-down routine
The arm bikes
The Nu-Step machines
My Diploma!
Hi Guys! Isn't this exciting? I've graduated from Cardiac Rehab. I started on May 12 and graduated on September 5. Between the treadmill and Nu-Step machines, the wall pulley weights and the arm bikes, I am now a certified studette. I progressed from 18 minutes of exercise to 42 minutes of exercise with the help of the great staff of nurses and my awesome stick-to-itiveness. Yes, I'm proud of myself. Included in this blog are pictures of the very nice facility. I am now in the Maintenance Program and continue to go two days a week instead of the 3 days a week I just completed.
Hi Guys! Isn't this exciting? I've graduated from Cardiac Rehab. I started on May 12 and graduated on September 5. Between the treadmill and Nu-Step machines, the wall pulley weights and the arm bikes, I am now a certified studette. I progressed from 18 minutes of exercise to 42 minutes of exercise with the help of the great staff of nurses and my awesome stick-to-itiveness. Yes, I'm proud of myself. Included in this blog are pictures of the very nice facility. I am now in the Maintenance Program and continue to go two days a week instead of the 3 days a week I just completed.
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