Day 6 More updates...

I have been really busy this week so I haven't been able to blog. Jimmy-Ray spent Monday and Tuesday at Scottish Rite Hospital. He had his cast removed. Legs where very week but after a few sessions of physical therapy he is doing much better and really loving having a little more freedom. 12 hours a day in his new A frame brace for 12 months and the rest of the time in a wheel chair for 12 months. We go in for a check up in 6 weeks.


                                             On the way to get casts off!!!

                                 Casts are gone..Yeah!!!

                            New removable A frame brace..

                                                       No cast no brace..

              OK here is another poem from my collection...

                                                 ELY

Blasting colors come from the sky Sunsets and lighting fill my eyes

The brome is a little more green and higher with hay

The farmers are happy on a day like today

Rich soil, fields of green and rain coming down

They know its not in vain that they work the ground

I know they worry about drought and frost

Hoping that there work and crops won’t be lost

Farming is a gamble I know indeed

They think about it when they disk, plow and plant there seed

They hope for a good year of corn and wheat

Although mother nature is always there

and can dish them defeat

They are a dying breed of man leathery and strong

I see them myself working the day long

The tractors are moving way before light

They have been thinking about there crops

throughout the night

There up before the rest of us and this I know

Checking there vegetation and helping it grow

So my hats off to my neighboring farmer friends

Working the land instead of sitting at Bennigan’s

They are a cog in the machine that makes the world go

Hands down they are the hardest workers I ever did know.

By Dallas-Taylor Stanfield

　

　

　

Day 5 Jimmy-Rays Perthes Update!!

                                           UPDATE!!!

Jimmy-Ray in his petrie cast. He was limping this summer and we had an x-ray done which showed he had bi-lateral perthes. Perthes is a hip disorder where the ball of the femur looses blood flow. That part of the bone dies and collapses while the body absorbs and then re-grows the bone. The body goes thru several stages to fix itself. The casting helps keep the ball of his femur in the socket for correct healing. He is getting treated at Texas Scottish Rite Hospital for Children in Dallas. He will have the casts on until Dec. 19th when he is admitted again for at least 3 days to get them removed, some physical therapy and fitted for an A-frame brace that he will wear for 12 hours a day for 12 months. I had this 30 years ago in my left hip when I was ten. I was also treated at Scottish Rite. They have done an x-ray on me and said my hip looks perfect. Our family is taking part in a genetic study at Scottish Rite to see if there is a genetic link with perthes. If you notice your child limping or complaining of knee, thigh, hip or groin pain don’t assume that it is growing pains.

One handed wheely!!

So tomorrow is the big day. Jimmy-Ray has been in his petrie cast for 6 weeks and been a super trooper about the whole ordeal. Itching was really the biggest problem that he had. My wife did research on the petrie cast prior to his casting in November. One of our big concerns was his eczema flaring up on his legs. I am adding a link she found that was the most helpful in preparing for his casting. The very first night in the hospital he woke up crying that his legs were itching so bad he couldn’t handle it. The nurse offered medication which helped but took a little while. We used the tips from the blog I am attaching to get thru every night since then. They were simple but not suggested by any nurse that my son had. Simply make the room cooler, or down right freezing, and put ice packs on the cast. His only other big complaint has been missing going to school these past 6 weeks. He had a homebound teacher, which luckily was his current teacher at school, come out for an hour a day four days a week. We worried that we would be stuck at home for 6 weeks unable to transport Jimmy-Ray easily. The day they released him from Scottish Rite my wife thought for sure we would never get him out of her Suburban when she got home. Let alone be able to take him anywhere by herself. The staff that helped her load him unfortunately seemed to have never loaded a child with this type of casting before and totally stressed out my wife trying to maneuver Jimmy-Ray thru the truck door. When they got home I was able to easily pick him up and get him out on my own. And since then my wife has taken him by herself to the store and school events loading and unloading him by herself. I will be sure to give the hospital some tips on this when we go this week! See attached picture for my carrying technique. Check back this week for updates on Jimmy-Ray!

        http://perthesjourney.blogspot.com/2009/05/review-of-our-petrie-cast-experience.html

My carrying technique.

                        

                                                              http://www.tsrhc.org/

                                                   

                            

A BUG ON MY MUG

A BUG LANDED ON MY MUG

THAT’S MY FACE YOU KNOW

I GUESS HE HAD NOWHERE ELSE TO GO

I REALLY DIDN’T MUCH LIKE HIM THERE

BUT FOR SOME REASON HE DIDN’T SEEM TO CARE

I BRUSHED HIM AWAY BUT HE KEPT COMING BACK

HE WAS FUZZY ON THE BOTTOM BUT SLICK ON HIS BACK

SO I CAUGHT HIM AND PUT HIM IN A JUG

I PUT LEAVES AND A STICK YOU KNOW THINGS FOR A BUG

HE SEEMED FINE BUT I STARTED FEELING BAD

SO I LET HIM OUT HE SEEMED TO BE GLAD

I SAID BUG BE FREE AND I FREED THE BUG

GUESS WHAT HAPPENED HE FLEW STRAIGHT BACK TO MY MUG

BY: DALLAS-TAYLOR STANFIELD

Day 4 Christmas shopping...

Well we are almost done Christmas shopping. Six hours and still not done! The crowds where thick the stores where hot and people are just plain rude. One good thing I didnt spend one dime at Wal-Mart yeah!!
The highlight of the day was Catfish King!! I had the catfish and oyster plate yummy!!! Oh also I got my Christmas lights up with a little help from my wife and kiddos.. Dang I wish we would have got a bottle of wine though...

PAPER

If I was a single piece of paper

Would you make a plane out of me

Or would you write something amazing upon me

That we both would agree

Maybe I would be a palate for

A starving artists hand

Or maybe I would be crumbled up

And tossed in a garbage can

The declaration and the constitution

Where written upon on me

I could be used for war or maybe even peace

The limits of my powers will never be known

I could take you house your wife or your home

Or I could bring you good news

Like your ailments had went away

Or bad news about a bill that’s due right now today

If a had to be rotten cruel or mean

I would rather be untouched crisp and clean

But if I was doing some kind of good

                                          Then definitely being paper is better than wood

Wow I wish my Christmas lights looked like this!!

day 3

Sorry I didnt get to post anything more yesterday. When I got home the storms had knocked out my internet. So laim. So Im back at work right now I should be working but oh well to close to Christmas to care. We are also kind of slow now Thank God!!!! Anyway I will make it short. Here is a stupid Christmas song for you

                                          
                                         
                                             Oh and another one of my poems...

I Love Mondays  It’s when I start my journey back up the slippery slope of the week ahead never knowing what to expect except being back in the arms of my beautiful wife at the end of each day                                               

Then sliding back down the other end of the week so gently stopping myself on Friday trying to slow down time after rushing all week so that I can enjoy every second that I can with my wife and kids

                                                            Dallas-Taylor Stanfield

Got home and my internet is back up and kicking!!! I went today, Even though its a little late and got me some new outside Christmas lights!!! It dont matter Im putting them up late because you know us country folk. They will probably not come down until spring!!! lol... Hell I can probably use them to work on my 4x4 without any droplight.. I will think of some good reason not to take them down for awhile!!! Here is another poem for you all....


                                          "ALL GOOD THINGS IN ALL GOOD TIME"

I WAKE EVRY MORNING

AND FOLLOW THE LONG ROAD

AN HOUR FROM THE ONES I LOVE

HOPING IM GIVING ENOUGH KISSES

AND LONGING FOR ANOTHER HUG

I THINK OF EACH ONE OF THERE FACES

HOW MUCH THEY ALL MEAN TO ME

BUT THIS MUST BE DONE AND WE ALL DO AGREE

I MISS THEM SO MUCH WHEN IM AWAY

I GET TIRED OF LEAVING THEM EVERYDAY

AND PLAYING THE BRIGHT LIGHTS GAME ALONG THE WAY

THE ROAD IS DARK AT THE TIME I GO

AND THE SILENCE IS UNBAREABLE WITHOUT THE RADIO

SO I THROUGH IN BOSTON OR THE EAGLES

AND CRANK IT UP LOUD

AND KNOW THIS JOURNY I MAKE

MAKES MY FAMILY PROUD

I THINK TO MYSELF

ALL GOOD THINGS IN ALL GOOD TIME

IN EIGHT TO TEN HOURS I WILL BE ON

THE OTHER SIDE OF THAT LINE

THEN I WILL BE HOME PASSING OUT KISSES

AND SNATCHING UP HUGS

BECAUSE TOMMOROW ONCE AGAIN

                                         I WILL BE LEAVING THE ONES THAT I LOVE

                                                   BY DALLAS-TAYLOR STANFIELD

                                                       
                                                                     One More

My desk is filled with objects of life

My beer my cigs my wallet and my knife

There sits my ash tray and an old glass of tea

My meds a coaster and a lot of CD’s

Paper and pens so I make myself write

Wood burning stove flaming

Because its cold out tonight

The room is scattered with other objects

Like boots guitars books and pets

My wife is asleep my kids are the same

Being up by myself is really kind of lame

Waiting for Saturday night live on my idiot box

I am writing but watching the clock

I’m sure its one I have seen before

Although I still wait and know I will be board

Maybe I will skip it and use my brain

All that T.V. does to me is drain

day 2

We are starting to slow down at work a little for Christmas.. Yeah!!! We have been so busy for so long. Its a grey rainy day over in Allen Texas where I work. Hope to maybe take off a little early today but probably not. I hope that everyone has a great day. Here is a poem for today...

My life has been filled with greatness because of you

Your love, your patients and the little things you do

I love sitting outside with you just talking

Or drinking, dreaming, working or walking

I feel loved when you touch me in the night,

Bring me a glass of tea or refuse to fight

I sometimes get angry and act a fool

I raise my voice to much I’m such a tool

I don’t mean to stress over the trivial crap

I don’t know why I do I’m just crazy like that

I want you to know I am nothing without you

All day long it’s you I look forward to

I feel empty when I can’t smell you near

Or lean over a whisper something nasty in your ear

I know the boys probably hate me some of the days

I just want them to be good men

When they grow up and move away

Someday when we are out walking the beach

They will understand the lessons I teach

Anyway I just wanted to let you know

You are still my soul mate

And I do love you so

Dallas-Taylor Stanfield

First Day

My name is Dallas-Taylor Stanfield. I was born in Irving TX  July 24, 1971, Today is my oldest sons birthday he just turned 19 and I am 40. I also have a 22 year old daughter, a 18 year old son, a 13 year old son, and an 8 year old son as well. I am married to Julie Stanfield born March 19, 1976 she is the love of my life. I am a simple man with an average job. I run and manage a screen printing shop for four soccer stores in north Texas. I have been at the same Liam job for 12 years.

Anyway I wanted to start this blog simply for my love of writing. I will be sharing parts of my life with you and also hope to share some of my poetry with you guys as well. I will see if I can actually keep up with this blog.

I wont know if I don't try...

                                                                             
                                                                      Grass

I’m a single blade of grass

I grimace at your mower

I want to grow big and tall

But you want to make me lower

There are a billion blades of grass

Trying to fill your yard

With a little rain and sun

We are all trying so hard

You don’t bother the flowers

And the trees seem to grow

But us grass blades

and you and your 53” deck

We have no where we can go

You just come and cut our heads off

We know how you feel we hate crab grass too

I’m just a simple blade of grass

And this my simple point of view.

School Rules!

My son makes good grades and loves to go to school

But he’s a skater and I don’t agree with your rules

You say that his hair must be above his eyebrows and his ears

But in this school there are kids with tattoos

and piercings to show their peers

They say that tats are ok because they can’t make them go away

I always told my boys however they want to wear their hair with me is ok

I am the parent and my kids are great

They always do their chores and make good grades

So tell me why my kids hair has to be short

It bothers me more than them I hate to report

When I was young my hair was long too

It’s called individuality it makes you you

What’s next they all have to have burs

So when you go to pick them up they look like lemmings on the curb

I know it is stupid but I have to rant

When I tell my kids they can do something and you say they can’t

It’s only hair just let it go

I had a doctor and a judge who had long hair you know

Rebellions, is that what you want

Making rules like you do it won’t take long

Your only young once to do what you please

So be careful that the rules are the ones that you need

I can’t even believe this is something I’m writing about

I don’t understand the message your trying to give out

God forbid anything be wrong with you

But if the doctor who was going to save your life had long hair would you make him leave the room

P.S. I have short hair

By my decision

Its called individuality

By Dallas-T Stanfield

I really hope that we can have a great time on this blog. I know I will have fun writing it I hope you will have  fun reading it. I wanted to add something. My son was diagnosed with perthes a rare bone disease of the hip

He is in a petre cast right now and this is what it looks like. He has been in this for six weeks. Then I will keep you updated on the progress.

What I Believe

I believe that angels surround me

In spite of my ways

I believe my children love me

Most of the days

I believe my wife is my greatest asset

I can’t believe she puts up with me

And hasn’t left me yet

I believe my family knows

I love them so much

I believe that I’m just a tiny bit nuts

I believe that money isn’t the answer

To all the problems I see

I believe not to believe

Everything I see on T.V.

I believe a hug is a wonderful thing

I believe when I’m happy I like to sing

I believe that a dog is an unconditional friend

I believe that today I’m sick of the wind

I believe we all need to lend a hand

To the troubled and less fortunate nameless man

I really believe people are to wrapped in stuff

Some of the things people buy is a little to much

I believe we spoil our children to a great extent

With video games, toys, and money that’s spent

I believe that it’s the simple things we need to bestow

How to love, trust, and care is what they really need to know

I believe children are more understanding than we think

Mine have taught me more lessons than I can retain

I believe that I have much to be grateful for

                                                    I believe right now I need nothing more