Monday, September 13, 2010

Silverton Casino Lodge Welcomes the 31st Annual San Gennaro Feast

Silverton Casino Lodge Welcomes the 31st Annual San Gennaro Feast

Support Feeding America and Receive Gift from Cheesecake Factory

Support Feeding America and Receive Gift from Cheesecake Factory

Freebie from Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf September 14th

Freebie from Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf September 14th

Sept 13th-Septmber 18th

Sorry I took a week off without warning, however it didn't seem that many missed the posts. I will have seperate posts this week for the events I found on http://savelv.com/ It is easier to post the information and gives the site credit for the info.

This month fillaseat.com is giving free membership (usually $50 a year) for six months to military, police, fire and CCSD employees. With mmbership you get 2 tickets per show available.

McDonalds at Lake Mead and Boulder Highway
Wednesday family fun with Ronald from 5PM-7PM, get a free picture with Ronald with the purchase of a Happy Meal.
Thursday happy hour has $0.50 off any drink from 2PM-5PM. (remember all sodas any size are still a $1)
Saturday $1.99 Hamburger Happy Meal.
Next week there are more deals like 2 Big Macs for $2.22, this is only at the McDonalds on Lake Mead and Boulder Highway.

Third Thursday ArtsWalk Downtown Henderson from 5PM-8PM

The District at Green Valley Ranch
Friday Night Movie 7PM: Lilo & Stitch
Saturday Night Movie 7PM
: Race To Witch Mountain
Friday Music on Main Street 6PM-9PM: Dangerous Hours
Saturday Music on Main Street 6PM-9PM: Mather/Guerrero
Saturday 7:30 AM Run For Your L.I.F.E. 5K race and 1 mile Fun Run

Lake Las Vegas
Friday Night Live 7PM-10PM
: Zanzibar
Saturday Night Jazz 7PM-10PM: Henderson Symphony
Wine Walks: there's one this Saturday and the cost is $30

Target ArtBeat
Friday September 17th Henderson Events Plaza
(Downtown Henderson)8PM: W.C. Clark

I will be posting the events individually from Savelv.com

Friday, September 3, 2010

Family: My Son

Today marks 6 years of having our first and so far only son in our family. He is our middle child and full of spunk. Of the three children his pregnancy was the most difficult. However difficult it was I always had a reassuring feeling that everything was going to be OK. At nine weeks I threatened miscarriage and after that Dr appointment was told that my parents' (my husband, daughter, and I were living with them at that time) house was on fire. So much for not stressing like the Dr had said to do. Turned out it wasn't my parents' house but the neighbor's house, which was still stressful for us because they were like family to us. Then when we went to see what we were going to have the ultrasound technician told us that there was something wrong with him. He had a clubfoot. We didn't know what that meant and were nervous about it. The specialist didn't calm our fears, but was able to tell us that he only had one foot clubbed and everything else looked fine. I thought all was OK but was still uneasy and kept thinking "I'm going to go to the OB and not go home but to the hospital from the office." I told my family this and they reassured me it was normal pregnant brain. Well at 32 weeks I went to the OB with my oldest daughter, almost 2 at the time, and told them I thought that my water had broke. A little random to not "know" that your water had broken or not, but with my daughter it had and it wasn't the gush like everyone hears about so I knew it was possible. They checked me and my fluids were so low they sent me to the hospital from the Dr's office. My concern was confirmed, but I still KNEW everything would be fine. I was scared because I had my daughter and my parents were out of the country, luckily my sister lives in town and she got my daughter from the hospital and my husband met me in the triage. I didn't have my son that day like we all thought. I was checked into the hospital and stayed for three weeks. However during those three weeks my husband was going to be gone for two of them to do a training for the Army Reserves. He flew out to do the training, but when he was gone the Dr told me that if my son's lungs were developed enough they would do the c-section then. I asked if they would wait until my husband's time away was done and the Dr said, "No." I wasn't going to have my first major surgery and deliver our first son without my husband near so he was called and was able to come home from the training. I still didn't deliver until my husband's two weeks of training would have been up, but he was there and it helped. My so was born 5 weeks premature and with his clubfoot. He stayed in the NICU for 10 days and soon after he came home he got his foot treated . Fast forward to my son being almost 2 and we are saying goodbye to my husband as he goes overseas to Kuwait. We knew he would be sent overseas after 9/11 happened we just didn't know when or even where exactly. When his unit was getting ready to deploy I was terrified of my husband going to Iraq, I kept having dreams of him getting blown up at a checkpoint. The unit had two places to go overseas, one Iraq and one Kuwait. We were blessed my husband went to Kuwait. While gone some of my husband's unit came home, I was confused about it because they were names I didn't know. I found out that they were stationed in Iraq and they had gone to the 2 week training my husband came home from. Had he stayed for those 2 weeks he would have been deployed when our son turned a year, and that year was a year jamm packed with trajedy. We first found out my son's allergy to Codine when the surgeon came out and told us that he had stopped breathing on his own during the simple surgery, luckily he had a breathing tube. My sister and my husband's mother both had a form of cancer they were diagnosed with that same year. Then a cousin of mine died in a freak accident going home to her family after visiting my sister with cancer. Then during my son's 1st birthday my grandfather went into the hospital and didn't go home. Then another cousin of mine died of a brain cancerous tumor. So needless to say my son putting me into the hospital for three weeks was a blessing because it kept my husband from going to one of the scariest places on earth, to me at the time, during a year time when I needed his support.