That is how I describe last week. We spent it at the SSB - what a surprise that it was eventful. Normally we leave once or twice while there, but this time we were on the road all but two of the seven days.
The trip up was a normal trip with the exception of the heat. That isn't a problem except for stopping for lunch. That was the real beginning of the problems. It was HOT, HOT. When a hurricane goes east of us, all moisture is pulled from the air and all the heat is added. The place we stop (fast food naturally since we eat in the truck with the animals) has no shade. SO it was really hot.
Finally I told G that we had to start the engine to turn on the a/c because I could see Simone was really suffering. He did. She seemed stressed the rest of the way - which is about 2 more hours.
We got there, and the first thing she wants is water. That is because she is so stubborn she won't eat or drink on the way. I gave her the remainder of my water bottle - in HER bowl obviously. That was gone in 30 seconds. So I gave her more water - probably too much.
When she decided it was time to bark because I knocked on the table and she was going to protect us from someone coming in, she then got sick. Well we are used to that. But this was different. Usually she can vomit - even just water. This time she couldn't. She just paced and paced - drooled like a faucet - tried and tried to vomit. It wouldn't come.
Then I looked at her abdomen. It was swollen. Not. Normal. At. All. I know large dogs can have a condition that is the stomach flipping. It sure looked like that to me. And of course, we really have no internet there (and that's another story - for tomorrow). So I got my handy dandy cell which normally won't access the internet there. I googled twisted stomach, and wonders of all, it came worked.
The solution is, you guessed it - get her to the vet. Now it is 6:30 PM. We are 45 minutes from any town, and they are small and smaller. I called neighbor for a vet referral. They were closed, and the vet most people around us had a busy line. We looked in the yellow pages and found one that said it was a 24 hour clinic. No, they had a vet on call. But he told us that we should go into Littler Town for that vet.
So I called. They would stay open. In the mean time, the site I found said that anything with simethocone (think that is spelled wrong but ...) like Gas X might help. So she got two, and we hit the road.
Naturally when we got to the office, she was better. Still not perfect, but better. She was examined, another problem was suggested, but advice was given. Plus, they said if anything changed - call them at home.
The next day was ok, not great, but ok. Thursday, she was down again. So we called the office. It was early afternoon. By the way - they are distant relatives. No kidding - almost everyone there is! The son was with his wife having a baby, and the dad had a pasture call (we are in the sticks remember). If we got there at 5, they would work us in before the pasture call.
She got a benedryl shot with instructions to follow up with 3(!!!) more every 4 hours as needed. Also we need to get her in for a abdominal untrasound because he really believes that her mast cell tumors are back and internal this time. They kill dogs. So this afternoon, she goes to our vet for the ultrasound.
Our other travels were to the grocery store - which is normal, to church which is when we can, and to visit cousins who have taken on the project of restoring the 100+ year old first house down at G's grandparent's house. This is where the great-greats lived.
So we bought a lot of expensive gasoline.
Tomorrow - the internet adventure!
Peace.
Wednesday, September 05, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Whew!
Busy, busy times! I had the oldest three grandkidlets yesterday. Even they are getting older, it can be tiring to have them most of the day. I guess I have gotten set in my ways, and any change upsets the chi (or what ever ) around here.
Don't get me wrong, but there was just a change in things. I had gone to the grocery the day before to first of all get food for those darling little locusts, and secondly to have something for them to do. Cookies are always a winner for something to do. Since I am supposed to have some sweet for Sunday, I thought this would be a winner all the way around.
So just the girls wanted to do cookies. My druthers would have been for the oldest two of them to do them, but Monkey Boy was too interested in some horrible thing on Di*ney.
Doodle Bug was given the task of putting the sugar on top of the cookies. I really believe I have more sugar on the floor than ever went on the cookies. That activity lasted about 45 minutes. So now what?
LB decided they should build a leggo village together. I was afraid there would be blood!! They did amazingly well. They played for quite a while.
I thought every kid liked hot dogs. Well, no! The little ones only ate a bit, and Monkey was going to spend the remainder of the afternoon eating pretzels. He was just mindlessly gobbling them down. Now I know why childhood obesity if such a problem. Laying in front of the TV mindlessly eating some snack.
But it really was all good. And I slept like a log - at least a log like I sleep. I only woke a few times for a few minutes.
Today I had an appointment with the regular ophthalmologist. I don't know if this time I have true glaucoma or not, but I am back on drops. I had been on them several years ago before it was found that I have thickened corneas that cause higher pressures.
When I went to her four weeks ago about the cataracts - that turned into macular degeneration - my pressures were very high. So - I am back on the drops to bring the pressures down. Well - I will have pretty eyelashes because this is that drug!!
Don't get me wrong, but there was just a change in things. I had gone to the grocery the day before to first of all get food for those darling little locusts, and secondly to have something for them to do. Cookies are always a winner for something to do. Since I am supposed to have some sweet for Sunday, I thought this would be a winner all the way around.
So just the girls wanted to do cookies. My druthers would have been for the oldest two of them to do them, but Monkey Boy was too interested in some horrible thing on Di*ney.
Doodle Bug was given the task of putting the sugar on top of the cookies. I really believe I have more sugar on the floor than ever went on the cookies. That activity lasted about 45 minutes. So now what?
LB decided they should build a leggo village together. I was afraid there would be blood!! They did amazingly well. They played for quite a while.
I thought every kid liked hot dogs. Well, no! The little ones only ate a bit, and Monkey was going to spend the remainder of the afternoon eating pretzels. He was just mindlessly gobbling them down. Now I know why childhood obesity if such a problem. Laying in front of the TV mindlessly eating some snack.
But it really was all good. And I slept like a log - at least a log like I sleep. I only woke a few times for a few minutes.
Today I had an appointment with the regular ophthalmologist. I don't know if this time I have true glaucoma or not, but I am back on drops. I had been on them several years ago before it was found that I have thickened corneas that cause higher pressures.
When I went to her four weeks ago about the cataracts - that turned into macular degeneration - my pressures were very high. So - I am back on the drops to bring the pressures down. Well - I will have pretty eyelashes because this is that drug!!
Monday, August 20, 2012
This and that - or - weekend update, again
Last night was family dinner again. We went to son's house. His eldest was in rare form there too. His first thing was that he didn't want to eat. I believe he thought he could get the other kids into refusing to eat to play. That didn't work, DIL has a "talk" with him, and he came to eat.
Later while the adults were eating (which happens at all of our houses - at Daughter's and here - the dining room isn't big enough for 12, and it is too separate for watching the little ones, and Son's house the dining room is a play room for the three little ones), W was in the play room -- throwing toys or hitting the cousins.
Son told me that W was wanting to pet the animals (2 cats and a little Yorkie - all old), but before he does that he yells at them and pelts them with toys or whatever. He tries to do that to my Simone, and I will not allow that. Of course it means that she is secluded in the bedroom and feels like she is punished - she LOVES the children. But I will not allow him to hurt her.
I don't know what his problem, unless it's his maternal grandfather and step grandmother who let him completely run wild. But he has a real problem. The previous night, Son had to wrestle him down to put his pj's on him. It was a battle through the entire pre-bed time.
Anyway, we all survived that.
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Lady Bug is a woman now. It happened on Friday, and she really didn't know exactly what to do. WHen Daughter asked her about what to do, she told her "I've been through THAT class." Apparently she didn't pay close attention. She really didn't know what happened or what to do.
But that's just another thing that makes Grandma feel really old. I thought just going to middle school next week was a blow - now I really do feel old.
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I wish I could be more like my friend Kat. She only sees the good in things - people, situations. Her house was one that flooded in the rains we had last month. She took it like a trooper. It has happened before. In fact, so many times that she doesn't even have flood insurance because it has flooded so many times. Her husband said that before some of the businesses were build around there, they never flooded, but now they get the water. That seems to be so true of all places that are closer in to the "big city." Like other places, growth is out. When all the flat land is covered in cement - roads, parking lots, slabs for foundations, the water flows in its normal course to the Gulf, but there is too much and the normal flow paths are blocked - so the "downstream" houses that had never flooded get it.
Anyway, I wish I could be more like her. There is a volunteer orientation meeting tonight for those who want to volunteer to help with the organization for which we held the shower. This group put out a request for a volunteer coordinator. One of the not-yet-members of our church piped up on the Facebook page - she wants to be that coordinator.
Now - this is where I am petty. She COULD have helped us/them with the shower. Did she? That's a big no. I have the feeling she won't follow through on this commitment either.
When the congregation had the "Workship" where we rolled those 2000 diapers for the diaper cakes, her remarked she would like to help put the cakes together. She. Didn't. Show. So I just wonder how she will do.
I am going to see if I can help the girls figure out just how they got in this predicament and to prevent another pregnancy. Their stats show that a good percentage of those girls do get pregnant again quickly. It would bu wonderful to help them prevent that.
So I guess I need to go do some penance for my feelings here.
peace
Later while the adults were eating (which happens at all of our houses - at Daughter's and here - the dining room isn't big enough for 12, and it is too separate for watching the little ones, and Son's house the dining room is a play room for the three little ones), W was in the play room -- throwing toys or hitting the cousins.
Son told me that W was wanting to pet the animals (2 cats and a little Yorkie - all old), but before he does that he yells at them and pelts them with toys or whatever. He tries to do that to my Simone, and I will not allow that. Of course it means that she is secluded in the bedroom and feels like she is punished - she LOVES the children. But I will not allow him to hurt her.
I don't know what his problem, unless it's his maternal grandfather and step grandmother who let him completely run wild. But he has a real problem. The previous night, Son had to wrestle him down to put his pj's on him. It was a battle through the entire pre-bed time.
Anyway, we all survived that.
__________________________________________________________
Lady Bug is a woman now. It happened on Friday, and she really didn't know exactly what to do. WHen Daughter asked her about what to do, she told her "I've been through THAT class." Apparently she didn't pay close attention. She really didn't know what happened or what to do.
But that's just another thing that makes Grandma feel really old. I thought just going to middle school next week was a blow - now I really do feel old.
_________________________________________________________
I wish I could be more like my friend Kat. She only sees the good in things - people, situations. Her house was one that flooded in the rains we had last month. She took it like a trooper. It has happened before. In fact, so many times that she doesn't even have flood insurance because it has flooded so many times. Her husband said that before some of the businesses were build around there, they never flooded, but now they get the water. That seems to be so true of all places that are closer in to the "big city." Like other places, growth is out. When all the flat land is covered in cement - roads, parking lots, slabs for foundations, the water flows in its normal course to the Gulf, but there is too much and the normal flow paths are blocked - so the "downstream" houses that had never flooded get it.
Anyway, I wish I could be more like her. There is a volunteer orientation meeting tonight for those who want to volunteer to help with the organization for which we held the shower. This group put out a request for a volunteer coordinator. One of the not-yet-members of our church piped up on the Facebook page - she wants to be that coordinator.
Now - this is where I am petty. She COULD have helped us/them with the shower. Did she? That's a big no. I have the feeling she won't follow through on this commitment either.
When the congregation had the "Workship" where we rolled those 2000 diapers for the diaper cakes, her remarked she would like to help put the cakes together. She. Didn't. Show. So I just wonder how she will do.
I am going to see if I can help the girls figure out just how they got in this predicament and to prevent another pregnancy. Their stats show that a good percentage of those girls do get pregnant again quickly. It would bu wonderful to help them prevent that.
So I guess I need to go do some penance for my feelings here.
peace
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Wow!
It has been a week since my injection in my left eye. During that week, the world has brightened greatly. I actually see images, although I still cannot make out letters. That is rather amazing because I see "things" well, but I can't make out letters well.
I went to the specialists today for a check to see if there was any infections. There wasn't, the doctor remarked about how much change there really was - but cautioned there was still a long way to go. So I go back in three weeks for another injection.
I had all three grandkidlets this morning. My LB has turned into a full fledged hormone driven sullen adolescent. I know the three are really sick of one another, but all the sniping at one another. I can't say that one was more of a pill than another, but they were really unpleasant to one another.
LB professed hunger and asked if I had popcorn. Well none of that. But I had two sleeves of crackers from the June trip. She pretty much downed one of those by herself. I did tell her to give her brother 2-3. She did - grudgingly.
I got the second sleeve out because Monkey Boy was asking for some. She didn't want to share those with anyone either. There was an argument about what was on the tv, and she left the room. I still am not sure what that was about.
All I know is the hormones are raging in that girl. Hoo boy!
Peace.
I went to the specialists today for a check to see if there was any infections. There wasn't, the doctor remarked about how much change there really was - but cautioned there was still a long way to go. So I go back in three weeks for another injection.
I had all three grandkidlets this morning. My LB has turned into a full fledged hormone driven sullen adolescent. I know the three are really sick of one another, but all the sniping at one another. I can't say that one was more of a pill than another, but they were really unpleasant to one another.
LB professed hunger and asked if I had popcorn. Well none of that. But I had two sleeves of crackers from the June trip. She pretty much downed one of those by herself. I did tell her to give her brother 2-3. She did - grudgingly.
I got the second sleeve out because Monkey Boy was asking for some. She didn't want to share those with anyone either. There was an argument about what was on the tv, and she left the room. I still am not sure what that was about.
All I know is the hormones are raging in that girl. Hoo boy!
Peace.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Not a good change
A few months ago, we changed what we thought was only our cable service and internet from C*m*ast to U-v*rse. What a mistake! We have only had trouble with the service.
The time before this time, the service waited until the end of a mystery move we were watching. All of the sudden, the picture pixulated and froze several times. That was a disaster. I did all that I knew to do, but it stayed like that for the rest of the night and into the next morning.
We called that night, and we got a fellow in India who knew what to do - at least we thought so. We were able to watch the news without a problem - but that wasn't the end of the movie!!
The next morning, as I said it was back. We called, and a technician was sent out. I was amazed. He worked on it, and even gave us his number to call him if it wasn't fixed.
Now I know how that works. Son works for the Land Line part. They give marks if the customer calls the company back. So they try really hard to please, and want to be the ones called if there was a problem. Anything to keep the company happy!
So other than a minor glitch, we haven't had the problem - until last night at the END of "Rizzoli and Isles" it did it again, and it has been impossible to watch anything today. Which means I so wanted to watch "The Chew" today because it was a tribute to Julia Childs. Now that's another story.
So I called. They got the technicians out fast! They are still working, but I know when this contract is up, I will go back to the C! I will be like one of their commercials - crying to the installer that I am so glad I was back and so stupid to leave.
I know we watch too much tv, but when you are old, and it's hot - tv is the choice for us!
Peace.
The time before this time, the service waited until the end of a mystery move we were watching. All of the sudden, the picture pixulated and froze several times. That was a disaster. I did all that I knew to do, but it stayed like that for the rest of the night and into the next morning.
We called that night, and we got a fellow in India who knew what to do - at least we thought so. We were able to watch the news without a problem - but that wasn't the end of the movie!!
The next morning, as I said it was back. We called, and a technician was sent out. I was amazed. He worked on it, and even gave us his number to call him if it wasn't fixed.
Now I know how that works. Son works for the Land Line part. They give marks if the customer calls the company back. So they try really hard to please, and want to be the ones called if there was a problem. Anything to keep the company happy!
So other than a minor glitch, we haven't had the problem - until last night at the END of "Rizzoli and Isles" it did it again, and it has been impossible to watch anything today. Which means I so wanted to watch "The Chew" today because it was a tribute to Julia Childs. Now that's another story.
So I called. They got the technicians out fast! They are still working, but I know when this contract is up, I will go back to the C! I will be like one of their commercials - crying to the installer that I am so glad I was back and so stupid to leave.
I know we watch too much tv, but when you are old, and it's hot - tv is the choice for us!
Peace.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Trauma drama
Last night was family dinner, and as usual, I got to do it. I knew I had some pre-seasoned fajitas in the freezer, and I left it up to the kids to bring the guacamole, pico de gallo, sour cream, and tortillas. Son didn't do what I asked which was to call his sister to split the list, and they brought all four items. His sister got off scott free.
But it was ok. Son and DIL just returned from a cruise that her dad paid for - his whole family. They enjoyed it a lot. I was worried the entire time they were gone because they were headed to Cozumel! There was the storm also headed to Cozumel/Cancun. But they avoided it and had good weather most of the time.
Conversations pumped along as they usually do. Daughter verbally assaulting me for deciding I have to work with Minister Sister. She probably was doing that because she was, once again, protecting her husband for opening his mouth when he should have been quiet. At the table I heard rumblings of political talk between G and son. They are terrible opposites. I don't know how son got to the stance he takes - probably his FIL. But those conversations always get very heated!
So all the mobile little kids were fighting for position to play on the couch when Doodle tripped on her dad's foot and crashed into the marble topped coffee table. At first I thought she was being who she is best - drama queen. SIL was looking at her head she was complaining about. I got an ice pack from the freezer, and we put it on her head. I thought this was the end - until he took it away. There was blood. A lot of blood.
Panicking would do no good. G and I kept our heads about us. He finally used his paramedic training to look at the wound while I went to find gauze pads and something to clean the wound. For some reason, I don't have any peroxide! DIL was with me in the dressing area of the bathroom and helped me look for something. We found betadine. So I wet a pad, then put the betadine on because I thought it really needed to be diluted a bit.
When I saw the wound, I really thought she would have to have about three stitches. He said later that that wasn't necessary. Anyway, they left - washed her hair and re-cleaned the cut. When they called with the results, she was quiet holding the ice pack on her head. I think everything is ok.
Family dinners around here are always interesting!
Peace.
But it was ok. Son and DIL just returned from a cruise that her dad paid for - his whole family. They enjoyed it a lot. I was worried the entire time they were gone because they were headed to Cozumel! There was the storm also headed to Cozumel/Cancun. But they avoided it and had good weather most of the time.
Conversations pumped along as they usually do. Daughter verbally assaulting me for deciding I have to work with Minister Sister. She probably was doing that because she was, once again, protecting her husband for opening his mouth when he should have been quiet. At the table I heard rumblings of political talk between G and son. They are terrible opposites. I don't know how son got to the stance he takes - probably his FIL. But those conversations always get very heated!
So all the mobile little kids were fighting for position to play on the couch when Doodle tripped on her dad's foot and crashed into the marble topped coffee table. At first I thought she was being who she is best - drama queen. SIL was looking at her head she was complaining about. I got an ice pack from the freezer, and we put it on her head. I thought this was the end - until he took it away. There was blood. A lot of blood.
Panicking would do no good. G and I kept our heads about us. He finally used his paramedic training to look at the wound while I went to find gauze pads and something to clean the wound. For some reason, I don't have any peroxide! DIL was with me in the dressing area of the bathroom and helped me look for something. We found betadine. So I wet a pad, then put the betadine on because I thought it really needed to be diluted a bit.
When I saw the wound, I really thought she would have to have about three stitches. He said later that that wasn't necessary. Anyway, they left - washed her hair and re-cleaned the cut. When they called with the results, she was quiet holding the ice pack on her head. I think everything is ok.
Family dinners around here are always interesting!
Peace.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
The sea is calm
I know I didn't follow up on lunch with Pastor, nor have I mentioned Minister Sister.
Those things are calm right now. When we (Pastor and us) sat down at the table his first statement was "I have no agenda." So perhaps because I am a coward or something I didn't broach the subject. He did mention his sermon. He said he remembered the things Larry (our dear, dear, departed previous pastor and friend) went through at the church where he was Pastor (and I his organist). PC just said he didn't want rifts taking place in his church so he didn't have to go through the things Larry did. He was referring to the, as he called them, parking lot conferences. I think he knows they will happen regardless. Sometimes the subject matter is something that should be listened to and evaluated.
I did find the culprit who mentioned the subject however. It was my SIL. I do not know why he chose to do this. I have a good idea, but I am not sure. I just wonder if he also added that his wife wants Minister Sister to be removed from the payroll.
As for as Minister Sister, I will, do and have respected her realm of duties. So with that in mind while I was preparing for the Women's Group meeting I emailed her with a question. I would like for the women to have another outreach. I would like us to have some "parties" for an area "nursing home." That's in quotes because there are so many institutions that fall under that category -- like assisted living, etc that it's just easier to say nursing home.
Another of our group had expressed an interest in doing that earlier in our meetings. I can't believe we have had only about six meetings total. We have accomplished so much: the shower for the pregnant teens, painting the annex room (Sunday School) wall and putting Christian phrases on it, planning and implementing the church picnic, getting help organized for a family whose home was once again flooded in the rains we had last month!! Anyway, it hit me that Jackie Sue gave parties for the home in her city each month pretty much on her own, and if she can do that our group of 10-15 certainly could. Well, I think they are a bit tired from the shower, but we did put it on the books to have one for Valentines' Day. Long way off, but most of these ladies work, and many have other things going on in their lives that take a lot of time.
Now that I have gone "around Jone's barn" as my mom would have said, MS liked the idea, and hit us with one for the school we adopted for OCTOBER! They talked with the principal about this in May, but we are just hearing it. It would be Herculean to pull off. It is a "Trunk n Treat" which the members of the church did for just our little congregation (about 75 normal attendees). This would be an entire elementary school plus who knows how many!! So we said we would help. We could not possibly host it.
As I said - the waters are smooth. I don't expect anything ugly to come from our decision. Sundays are too busy to talk about things, so I emailed her with the decision. I expect an answer, but I don't expect her to question why we came up with what we did. The only thing she may react to is our hope she will let us set up and run a list of volunteers to really clean the church on a regular basis. We aren't saying bad things about her cleaning skills, but she has too much other things, and the place is FILTHY. We have other groups coming in to use out facility now, and we really do need it clean. It was what my other church did when it was in a mission status with no money to hire someone.
We'll see!!
Peace.
Those things are calm right now. When we (Pastor and us) sat down at the table his first statement was "I have no agenda." So perhaps because I am a coward or something I didn't broach the subject. He did mention his sermon. He said he remembered the things Larry (our dear, dear, departed previous pastor and friend) went through at the church where he was Pastor (and I his organist). PC just said he didn't want rifts taking place in his church so he didn't have to go through the things Larry did. He was referring to the, as he called them, parking lot conferences. I think he knows they will happen regardless. Sometimes the subject matter is something that should be listened to and evaluated.
I did find the culprit who mentioned the subject however. It was my SIL. I do not know why he chose to do this. I have a good idea, but I am not sure. I just wonder if he also added that his wife wants Minister Sister to be removed from the payroll.
As for as Minister Sister, I will, do and have respected her realm of duties. So with that in mind while I was preparing for the Women's Group meeting I emailed her with a question. I would like for the women to have another outreach. I would like us to have some "parties" for an area "nursing home." That's in quotes because there are so many institutions that fall under that category -- like assisted living, etc that it's just easier to say nursing home.
Another of our group had expressed an interest in doing that earlier in our meetings. I can't believe we have had only about six meetings total. We have accomplished so much: the shower for the pregnant teens, painting the annex room (Sunday School) wall and putting Christian phrases on it, planning and implementing the church picnic, getting help organized for a family whose home was once again flooded in the rains we had last month!! Anyway, it hit me that Jackie Sue gave parties for the home in her city each month pretty much on her own, and if she can do that our group of 10-15 certainly could. Well, I think they are a bit tired from the shower, but we did put it on the books to have one for Valentines' Day. Long way off, but most of these ladies work, and many have other things going on in their lives that take a lot of time.
Now that I have gone "around Jone's barn" as my mom would have said, MS liked the idea, and hit us with one for the school we adopted for OCTOBER! They talked with the principal about this in May, but we are just hearing it. It would be Herculean to pull off. It is a "Trunk n Treat" which the members of the church did for just our little congregation (about 75 normal attendees). This would be an entire elementary school plus who knows how many!! So we said we would help. We could not possibly host it.
As I said - the waters are smooth. I don't expect anything ugly to come from our decision. Sundays are too busy to talk about things, so I emailed her with the decision. I expect an answer, but I don't expect her to question why we came up with what we did. The only thing she may react to is our hope she will let us set up and run a list of volunteers to really clean the church on a regular basis. We aren't saying bad things about her cleaning skills, but she has too much other things, and the place is FILTHY. We have other groups coming in to use out facility now, and we really do need it clean. It was what my other church did when it was in a mission status with no money to hire someone.
We'll see!!
Peace.
Friday, August 10, 2012
44 years
Yep - we were married that long ago. Can't believe it. My sister in law has put it best when asked how they, who are also going to make 44 years in December, are asked how they have made it this long. She said - well, we never wanted a divorce at the same time. That says it all.
I would love to say it has been all wine and roses. It has not. There's been a lot of vinegar and thorns. Some marriages appear to be wine and roses. I really believe they too have the other.
It is interesting how people mature and change. I guess I should be thankful we have been able to adjust to those changes over the years because they certainly have been there.
I would love to say it has been all wine and roses. It has not. There's been a lot of vinegar and thorns. Some marriages appear to be wine and roses. I really believe they too have the other.
It is interesting how people mature and change. I guess I should be thankful we have been able to adjust to those changes over the years because they certainly have been there.
Thursday, August 09, 2012
What a difference
The vision in my left eye has been poor at best since the aneurysm that I had that was "fixed" in 2006. When the poor vision progressed to where it was yesterday, I didn't really think much of it. Even though the Ophthalmologist told me to check the little grid daily and call her immediately if I noticed a change in my vision - when I really couldn't see the lines, I didn't realize something was wrong.
So I had "the injection" yesterday. While I still am not really to read letters and the like there is more light coming in. Driving before was really scary. I really couldn't see at any distance. The last time we went to the SSB we took Daughter's old truck up to be a farm truck and live out its days there. So since we needed a way home - I drove the Toyota. It was quite a tense trip.
Today we took the Toyota to have its fluids changed, and I followed in the truck since we never know how long it may take our mechanic. Plus I get something that is the biggest luxury in life - breakfast at a restaurant! Driving was so much better.
I am going to be hopeful here and think that with the change after one injection and one day, that perhaps I won't really have to be doing this every month. If I do, oh well. But it would be nice to not have my eye "jacked" with every month. It still feels gritty!!
In other things, I was really worried about Simone yesterday. We changed her food to one that is organic and the like. She has been losing hair (for years) to the point where I am afraid we will have a hairless boxer. She has been on a low fat food that is also meant for diabetic dogs for so many years, and I just decided that a change was in order - hopefully to re-grow hair. I know I haven't regrown my hair since chemo, but it was a little sparse before, and my dog doesn't need to give me moral support in that way.
I also was going to give her some treats after she takes her "old lady pills" for incontinence, her glucosamine, and Prevacid. I thought I was buying a good one. I bought Milo's Kitchen chicken bits. Yesterday there was a post that the chicken jerky had been been recalled. It is made in China. I looked at her chicken bits and while it isn't jerky, it is also made in China. And of course she chose yesterday to act like a child refusing to eat all of her breakfast. She will do this, but with the two things together I was really afraid I had killed my dog!
Fortunately she is well today! I can see today more than yesterday. All's right in my world.
Peace.
So I had "the injection" yesterday. While I still am not really to read letters and the like there is more light coming in. Driving before was really scary. I really couldn't see at any distance. The last time we went to the SSB we took Daughter's old truck up to be a farm truck and live out its days there. So since we needed a way home - I drove the Toyota. It was quite a tense trip.
Today we took the Toyota to have its fluids changed, and I followed in the truck since we never know how long it may take our mechanic. Plus I get something that is the biggest luxury in life - breakfast at a restaurant! Driving was so much better.
I am going to be hopeful here and think that with the change after one injection and one day, that perhaps I won't really have to be doing this every month. If I do, oh well. But it would be nice to not have my eye "jacked" with every month. It still feels gritty!!
In other things, I was really worried about Simone yesterday. We changed her food to one that is organic and the like. She has been losing hair (for years) to the point where I am afraid we will have a hairless boxer. She has been on a low fat food that is also meant for diabetic dogs for so many years, and I just decided that a change was in order - hopefully to re-grow hair. I know I haven't regrown my hair since chemo, but it was a little sparse before, and my dog doesn't need to give me moral support in that way.
I also was going to give her some treats after she takes her "old lady pills" for incontinence, her glucosamine, and Prevacid. I thought I was buying a good one. I bought Milo's Kitchen chicken bits. Yesterday there was a post that the chicken jerky had been been recalled. It is made in China. I looked at her chicken bits and while it isn't jerky, it is also made in China. And of course she chose yesterday to act like a child refusing to eat all of her breakfast. She will do this, but with the two things together I was really afraid I had killed my dog!
Fortunately she is well today! I can see today more than yesterday. All's right in my world.
Peace.
Wednesday, August 08, 2012
Report on the day
Lunch was great! I wish I could have enjoyed it more had I not been to nervous about the afternoon activities. We went to my favorite restaurant (at least one of my favorites) that we haven't been to since we were there with the Toy still having paper plates and Bimbette hitting us.
Now on the the big event of the day! My eye. And what did you do for the afternoon of August 8 - why get my eyes dilated (again) and have a needle shoved into the left eye.
Talk about nervous. It seemed like we were there for days when in actuality it was only about an hour and fifteen minutes. The last bit was the worst, as you would imagine.
When I was finally taken back to THE room, after all the instructions and warnings I was given, I was ready to bolt out the door. No pool. If pain that won't stop, severe reaction to light, bleeding - call immediately.
The Betadine will irritate the eye for several hours - no kidding. But the needle is tiny - couldn't prove it by me. Yes, the eyeball was numb, but pressure could be felt and was strange. Pain? Really none. Could I feel the needle - yes, the pressure that my brain screamed that it was supposed to hurt.
Right now (almost three hours post injection) I feel like someone washed my eye out with Dove. It is irritated by the Betadine. Pain? Not really, but it did hurt right afterward and for the hour I decided to put myself in the dark bedroom. While I know my vision will never be perfect - ever, the vision is a little cleared. That is unbelievable.
I go back next week for a check to look for infection. I plan to ask if the aneurysm that was treated in 2006 was a precursor of this Wet Macular Degeneration. After all the hallmarks of this disease are the growth of blood vessels in the retina that disturb vision and cause blindness. I dodged the bullet when I had laser treatments on that aneurysm, and I am hoping for something near it with this. But it is a loooong road. These injections will be once a month for a while with the hopes of extending them to perhaps every quarter - I hope.
But I lived through it! Now I am getting hungry!
Peace.
Now on the the big event of the day! My eye. And what did you do for the afternoon of August 8 - why get my eyes dilated (again) and have a needle shoved into the left eye.
Talk about nervous. It seemed like we were there for days when in actuality it was only about an hour and fifteen minutes. The last bit was the worst, as you would imagine.
When I was finally taken back to THE room, after all the instructions and warnings I was given, I was ready to bolt out the door. No pool. If pain that won't stop, severe reaction to light, bleeding - call immediately.
The Betadine will irritate the eye for several hours - no kidding. But the needle is tiny - couldn't prove it by me. Yes, the eyeball was numb, but pressure could be felt and was strange. Pain? Really none. Could I feel the needle - yes, the pressure that my brain screamed that it was supposed to hurt.
Right now (almost three hours post injection) I feel like someone washed my eye out with Dove. It is irritated by the Betadine. Pain? Not really, but it did hurt right afterward and for the hour I decided to put myself in the dark bedroom. While I know my vision will never be perfect - ever, the vision is a little cleared. That is unbelievable.
I go back next week for a check to look for infection. I plan to ask if the aneurysm that was treated in 2006 was a precursor of this Wet Macular Degeneration. After all the hallmarks of this disease are the growth of blood vessels in the retina that disturb vision and cause blindness. I dodged the bullet when I had laser treatments on that aneurysm, and I am hoping for something near it with this. But it is a loooong road. These injections will be once a month for a while with the hopes of extending them to perhaps every quarter - I hope.
But I lived through it! Now I am getting hungry!
Peace.
Busy (scary) day
Later today I will be at the Retinal Specialists. I will be getting the first of what will be many injections in my left eye for the macular degeneration that is there. When I first watched the little video clip about this - prior to my diagnosis - I really squirmed. Not I am really scared. Before I left the office last week I was assured that my eye would be deadened very well. Yeah - deadened, but I will still be awake and aware of a needle coming to my eyeball!
Before that will be having lunch with Pastor. Don't know what will come from this. I know we will discuss shirts for our Women's group. And speaking of the group, we took our "Noisy Offering" for our group that ministers to the girls. People really had a lot of spare change. The cans were heavy! We also gave them the fleece blankets and crocheted hats. Quite a haul for them.
So - need to prepare for this ordeal. I'll let you know - that is if I am not on some sort of restrictions for a while.
Peace
Before that will be having lunch with Pastor. Don't know what will come from this. I know we will discuss shirts for our Women's group. And speaking of the group, we took our "Noisy Offering" for our group that ministers to the girls. People really had a lot of spare change. The cans were heavy! We also gave them the fleece blankets and crocheted hats. Quite a haul for them.
So - need to prepare for this ordeal. I'll let you know - that is if I am not on some sort of restrictions for a while.
Peace
Friday, August 03, 2012
I need an attitude adjustment
I have spoken before about my perception that we have too much nepotism in my church's leadership. It may be just me, but I suspect there are lots more that are beginning to feel it too, but that's not my topic today,
Those of us who are the most active in our women's group have our ducks in a row. We manage to organize and carry out very well. In fact, we feel like Pastor's sister, who is "minister" of social things, only comes to our meetings to try to catch us doing something "wrong."
The first thing that irked me was one of the groups to which we minister is school district based. She was pointed to that one by my SIL. We eventually adopted a school where we go to volunteer for different things. At our first Women meeting, I brought up a program this group provides to some schools in the district. It provides backpacks to needy kiddo full of food for the weekend. SHE said we were too small to be able to do this. Well guess what she did this past week. She signed us up for this program.
Today I got two emails from her,. The group with the pregnant girls will be the ones who will be getting our "noisy offering" Sunday. This is a neat thing we do for area organizations. Coffee cans are passed among the congregation and spare change (or bills!!) are put in. The director will be bringing some of the girls along with their children. Sister wants two or three women to run a nursery for them., So far she has one volunteer - and this volunteer hasn't done anything else!
THEN she asked me and the other "leader" when we planned to give them the blankets and baby hats we have done for them. Before service, after, during their Temple Talk or what. Pastor and the worship leader need to know before Sunday because it will make a difference the way the worship experience goes. WHAT??? Like we run on a tight, non-changing, chiseled in stone. Not.
So I know I have to get over my silly self. It is just difficult. We are supposed to be one type of church that is being run by those who came from the more conservative branch like that branch - I guess. Not like any other church I have been involved with, and I have been involved with the workings of the church for 51 years. Just having trouble.
Those of us who are the most active in our women's group have our ducks in a row. We manage to organize and carry out very well. In fact, we feel like Pastor's sister, who is "minister" of social things, only comes to our meetings to try to catch us doing something "wrong."
The first thing that irked me was one of the groups to which we minister is school district based. She was pointed to that one by my SIL. We eventually adopted a school where we go to volunteer for different things. At our first Women meeting, I brought up a program this group provides to some schools in the district. It provides backpacks to needy kiddo full of food for the weekend. SHE said we were too small to be able to do this. Well guess what she did this past week. She signed us up for this program.
Today I got two emails from her,. The group with the pregnant girls will be the ones who will be getting our "noisy offering" Sunday. This is a neat thing we do for area organizations. Coffee cans are passed among the congregation and spare change (or bills!!) are put in. The director will be bringing some of the girls along with their children. Sister wants two or three women to run a nursery for them., So far she has one volunteer - and this volunteer hasn't done anything else!
THEN she asked me and the other "leader" when we planned to give them the blankets and baby hats we have done for them. Before service, after, during their Temple Talk or what. Pastor and the worship leader need to know before Sunday because it will make a difference the way the worship experience goes. WHAT??? Like we run on a tight, non-changing, chiseled in stone. Not.
So I know I have to get over my silly self. It is just difficult. We are supposed to be one type of church that is being run by those who came from the more conservative branch like that branch - I guess. Not like any other church I have been involved with, and I have been involved with the workings of the church for 51 years. Just having trouble.
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Well, isn't this just ducky
There is an old saying out there: if I had known I was going to live this long ... Well that's exactly how I am feeling right now!
The other day, we went to the optometrist's office. She said my eye pressures were really high, and the cataract in my left eye was ready to be dealt with. She told me to get to the ophthalmologist immediately. So I did.
My appointment was at 11 this morning. I was given every test the doctors have. I was finally seen by the doctor, and she did more tests. So now I am to use the Lumigan again because the pressure in my right eye is so high. It is really caused more by my thickened corneas, but she wants the pressure down. Bright side of this - I will have lovely eyelashes again. This is that same drug!
Then she discovered wet macular degeneration in the left eye. She said the cataract was the last of the problems there. This is the poor eye that about 10 years ago had an aneurism. It was treated with laser therapy, and the retinal specialist was amazed that as much vision came back as it did.
So I was whisked off to the retinal specialist once again. I just didn't want to see the same specialist. He just couldn't say anything more than lose weight. And I haven't. In fact, there is now pre-diabetes in my life.
I didn't have to see him, but I had to drive to another area since they were no longer in the medical center where I was. Darn.
So off I went - at 2. No lunch.
My eyes were dilated - again The pressures were measured - again. Pictures of my retinas were taken - again.
To cut to the chase, now I do once a month for an injection IN MY EYE. It also will cost me between $85 and $100 because the cost without insurance is about $2000. I called for assistance this afternoon, but after reading the information once again, because I am on Medicare, I won't get it.
So I have had cancer, my kidneys are sick, I am insulin resistant, and now I am going blind if I don't get this all done. Wonderful.
If I had known I would live this long ...
The other day, we went to the optometrist's office. She said my eye pressures were really high, and the cataract in my left eye was ready to be dealt with. She told me to get to the ophthalmologist immediately. So I did.
My appointment was at 11 this morning. I was given every test the doctors have. I was finally seen by the doctor, and she did more tests. So now I am to use the Lumigan again because the pressure in my right eye is so high. It is really caused more by my thickened corneas, but she wants the pressure down. Bright side of this - I will have lovely eyelashes again. This is that same drug!
Then she discovered wet macular degeneration in the left eye. She said the cataract was the last of the problems there. This is the poor eye that about 10 years ago had an aneurism. It was treated with laser therapy, and the retinal specialist was amazed that as much vision came back as it did.
So I was whisked off to the retinal specialist once again. I just didn't want to see the same specialist. He just couldn't say anything more than lose weight. And I haven't. In fact, there is now pre-diabetes in my life.
I didn't have to see him, but I had to drive to another area since they were no longer in the medical center where I was. Darn.
So off I went - at 2. No lunch.
My eyes were dilated - again The pressures were measured - again. Pictures of my retinas were taken - again.
To cut to the chase, now I do once a month for an injection IN MY EYE. It also will cost me between $85 and $100 because the cost without insurance is about $2000. I called for assistance this afternoon, but after reading the information once again, because I am on Medicare, I won't get it.
So I have had cancer, my kidneys are sick, I am insulin resistant, and now I am going blind if I don't get this all done. Wonderful.
If I had known I would live this long ...
Saturday, July 28, 2012
It was Christmas in July for 12 pregnant girls!
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| Part if the tables set yo and diaper cakes in front of out Prayer Table |
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| Some of the 15 diaper cakes (130 diapers!) |
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| The set up with Santa and MORE diaper cakes. |
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| The "Mommy Bags" that are JUST for the mommy - not baby!! |
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| Welcome table |
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| Little corsages from baby washcloths. Didn't turn out like I planned - the blasted florist tape didn't hold - and my hands couldn't tie 12 ribbons |
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| Another area church provided crib bedding sets |
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| Special baby shower punch. And it was GOOD! |
In total, there were 39 people in attendance, 12 were the girls. They ranged from 14 to 19. It is sad, but at least they are getting help from this organization. I still lament babies having babies. One girl will be starting high school this year, and someone remarked how immature she is. She had her mother sign her in, take care of her trash, etc. I don't know how she is going to take care of a baby. Grandmother is young too - she is 35.
I guess I think age brings better knowledge and ability, but I know that's not always true. I "rushed to judgement" in several cases. One girl brought the dad, her mom, and little sister. It really made me worry because I thought we were told it was only the girls, but this group was really something. I got to know them best. Daddy is 18, the mom 15. Both are really mature all things considered. He was very protective. Future grandma is a great lady. She did lament that SHE was s single mom - lost her job in May, but with the baby coming she didn't know if she could return to work. Her younger child is 9 and quite a character. I wish this family all the best in the world.
It was quite an afternoon!!
Thursday, July 26, 2012
*&*()&%^*(&%(%
I have a virus - no, I mean this computer has a virus. I have tried to be so careful about protecting my machines. I usually go to overkill (no pun intended here) to keep viruses and their buddies out. But since the protection programs are becoming so proprietary, there were issues with the new versions, so I dropped one of them.
I first noticed that I was getting pop-ups galore when I went on-line. My first
''polly-anna" thought was the server had changed their policies. I use two different ones, but I still wanted to believe the world had changed - not MY computer - the one I diligently protect.
So last night I loaded my previously used firewall/virus program. It immediately told me my computer was infected. It spend quite a while "disinfecting" it. It required immediate re-start. So I did.
Every time I tried to go on line after that - I was dumped. I figured I was in big trouble. And I couldn't start this procedure at a reasonable time! No, I wait until 11 pm. I. AM. SO. BRIGHT. SOMETIMES.
The last time I started the computer I decided I better get smart and restart in safe mode. That allowed me to go to a previous point (whatever the heck it is called - I am old remember - 67 today.). That got rid of all the "new" stuff, and put me back where the computer worked.
This morning, I have downloaded a free program that my son's computer guru friend swears by to get rid of crap. It has been running. We will see. Most of the pop-ups are gone. So far I have avoided the computer hospital. With any luck ...
Peace
I first noticed that I was getting pop-ups galore when I went on-line. My first
''polly-anna" thought was the server had changed their policies. I use two different ones, but I still wanted to believe the world had changed - not MY computer - the one I diligently protect.
So last night I loaded my previously used firewall/virus program. It immediately told me my computer was infected. It spend quite a while "disinfecting" it. It required immediate re-start. So I did.
Every time I tried to go on line after that - I was dumped. I figured I was in big trouble. And I couldn't start this procedure at a reasonable time! No, I wait until 11 pm. I. AM. SO. BRIGHT. SOMETIMES.
The last time I started the computer I decided I better get smart and restart in safe mode. That allowed me to go to a previous point (whatever the heck it is called - I am old remember - 67 today.). That got rid of all the "new" stuff, and put me back where the computer worked.
This morning, I have downloaded a free program that my son's computer guru friend swears by to get rid of crap. It has been running. We will see. Most of the pop-ups are gone. So far I have avoided the computer hospital. With any luck ...
Peace
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Back again
Hopefully next month, I will be living in the modern world with internet capabilities. I was hoping that the satellite internet people could get to us this last visit, but alas it was not to be. So we are scheduled for August 31. I just hope they can find us in the wilderness. I do have my doubts if my experience with ordering are the telling factor.
The trip was good. Daughter was there with the family. All was really smooth with the exception of the five year old. That kid can whine!
This morning I awoke to a dream. Most dreams that wake me are not good ones, but this one was. I was dreaming that I was teaching school again. Now that usually makes me wake not happy, but this was different. In this dream, all my success stories were there. It made me feel so good knowing that I had influenced these kiddos in a positive way. At the end, I wasn't sure that there was anything good coming from my teaching.
Our Women's Group will be hosting a baby shower for another group on Saturday. This is for young pregnant girls/mothers. When we first said we would do this, they said 25 girls. Our church members brought 2000 diapers to make diaper cakes for these girls. Then there were to be 15 girls. So we worked five hours making three layer "cakes" of 160 diapers each. Then one of our members saw a Facebook page advertising for pregnant girls. I am worried.
I do know that our members will overwhelm this shindig. And there will be enough food to feed an army. The person in charge of this from our group has worked this out - somehow while I was gone. I need to call her ASAP to see what was going on.
Peace.
The trip was good. Daughter was there with the family. All was really smooth with the exception of the five year old. That kid can whine!
This morning I awoke to a dream. Most dreams that wake me are not good ones, but this one was. I was dreaming that I was teaching school again. Now that usually makes me wake not happy, but this was different. In this dream, all my success stories were there. It made me feel so good knowing that I had influenced these kiddos in a positive way. At the end, I wasn't sure that there was anything good coming from my teaching.
Our Women's Group will be hosting a baby shower for another group on Saturday. This is for young pregnant girls/mothers. When we first said we would do this, they said 25 girls. Our church members brought 2000 diapers to make diaper cakes for these girls. Then there were to be 15 girls. So we worked five hours making three layer "cakes" of 160 diapers each. Then one of our members saw a Facebook page advertising for pregnant girls. I am worried.
I do know that our members will overwhelm this shindig. And there will be enough food to feed an army. The person in charge of this from our group has worked this out - somehow while I was gone. I need to call her ASAP to see what was going on.
Peace.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Still Thankful
Last year, we in Texas were moaning and groaning because it seemed it would never rain again. For a while, we really thought that was going to be the case.
What a difference a year makes. Since Saturday, here at my house we have had at least a half of an inch a day. This is bringing a lot of mosquitoes too. That part I am not thankful for. God must have a strange sense of humor to have created those little buggers - perhaps He didn't - perhaps the Lucifer caused them to mutate from something else. But I digress.
Since last night to the present time (because it is still raining) my gauge registers 2 inches since 10 pm last night. The news said our area has gotten 11 inches. After last year, I will not lament this. My friend probably is/will. Her house just flooded again. I am so sorry to hear that. It isn't surprising. Our ground is saturated, and this heavy rain will lead to that. She lives in an area that is still prone to flooding.
My area was in a flood area. Subsidence and building upstream from us caused our area to be prone to flooding. We were close - the houses behind us (including the rental we bought) flooded. We had water over our curb into the front yard. My neighbor had her car out in the street and it flooded out. We were lucky with that one - at least my house and my close neighbors.
The county has done a lot of work. G called me after he got to the park-n-ride. He said the bayou that causes our flooding was at the bridge. Usually this would mean that we are in big trouble. It seems to be running off well. We really don't even have water in the street.
Will I complain. Absolutely not. It is so nice to have the rain (sorry Kathy - I know you could use about 5 inches less today), but in addition to giving plants water, it has the temps lower. The farmers are probably not happy especially if they need to be in the fields to harvest or plant.
Hopefully the weather is moderating wherever you are.
Peace.
What a difference a year makes. Since Saturday, here at my house we have had at least a half of an inch a day. This is bringing a lot of mosquitoes too. That part I am not thankful for. God must have a strange sense of humor to have created those little buggers - perhaps He didn't - perhaps the Lucifer caused them to mutate from something else. But I digress.
Since last night to the present time (because it is still raining) my gauge registers 2 inches since 10 pm last night. The news said our area has gotten 11 inches. After last year, I will not lament this. My friend probably is/will. Her house just flooded again. I am so sorry to hear that. It isn't surprising. Our ground is saturated, and this heavy rain will lead to that. She lives in an area that is still prone to flooding.
My area was in a flood area. Subsidence and building upstream from us caused our area to be prone to flooding. We were close - the houses behind us (including the rental we bought) flooded. We had water over our curb into the front yard. My neighbor had her car out in the street and it flooded out. We were lucky with that one - at least my house and my close neighbors.
The county has done a lot of work. G called me after he got to the park-n-ride. He said the bayou that causes our flooding was at the bridge. Usually this would mean that we are in big trouble. It seems to be running off well. We really don't even have water in the street.
Will I complain. Absolutely not. It is so nice to have the rain (sorry Kathy - I know you could use about 5 inches less today), but in addition to giving plants water, it has the temps lower. The farmers are probably not happy especially if they need to be in the fields to harvest or plant.
Hopefully the weather is moderating wherever you are.
Peace.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Sorry
I guess I shouldn't have vented so in my last posts. I am not sure this is the place for it; I just had to vent. Going to the kids (who saw the entire thing) isn't the thing to do, so I could compose words here somewhat better. I appreciate the kind words - and especially the prayers. I need them.
My attitude is still poor. I really want to tell him to go to the SSB while I stay here, but I know that won't fly. I would like to just be alone for a while though.
It is happening a little bit. Yesterday, he had his colonoscopy, so things were rather quiet yesterday. Today he had jury duty and got chosen as an alternate. That means I have time to myself. This will be good.
I have been working on the alter linens for the last couple of days. Our "assistant" pastor asked me about them on Sunday. Don't know why - it's only been at least a month since I said I would do them. I had cut some out, and then realized that I didn't take the hem into account - been sewing much Grandma? Apparently not. That was a really stupid mistake.
Sunday night Lady Bug told me she wouldn't be in "camp" next week - she was between the ones they are attending. She would be available to help me. I wish I could have her that week, but it is SSB week. Monkey Boy wanted to spend Saturday with me again. I told him it was fine - I hoped he would enjoy the day at Women's group! He quickly withdrew that question.
I was going to buy some new shoes today with DIL. But we are getting blessed rains. Like everything - when it doesn't rain - it doesn't rain forever. When it rains - it floods. I will not complain. I will just sit here in the house - and have my arthritis hurt big time. But it is still glorious rain that has lowered our temps considerably. That is so good.
The shoes are a big deal because my first class feet require expensive shoes. Now were I independently wealthy, it wouldn't be a big deal. I would have been buying those designer shoes all along. No - I just wear a cloddy looking Finn. They are certainly not pretty, but they feel so good. They also start at about $150. I know that isn't much, but I was always the Pay-Less queen. Perhaps that's why I need the Finns now!
Peace.
My attitude is still poor. I really want to tell him to go to the SSB while I stay here, but I know that won't fly. I would like to just be alone for a while though.
It is happening a little bit. Yesterday, he had his colonoscopy, so things were rather quiet yesterday. Today he had jury duty and got chosen as an alternate. That means I have time to myself. This will be good.
I have been working on the alter linens for the last couple of days. Our "assistant" pastor asked me about them on Sunday. Don't know why - it's only been at least a month since I said I would do them. I had cut some out, and then realized that I didn't take the hem into account - been sewing much Grandma? Apparently not. That was a really stupid mistake.
Sunday night Lady Bug told me she wouldn't be in "camp" next week - she was between the ones they are attending. She would be available to help me. I wish I could have her that week, but it is SSB week. Monkey Boy wanted to spend Saturday with me again. I told him it was fine - I hoped he would enjoy the day at Women's group! He quickly withdrew that question.
I was going to buy some new shoes today with DIL. But we are getting blessed rains. Like everything - when it doesn't rain - it doesn't rain forever. When it rains - it floods. I will not complain. I will just sit here in the house - and have my arthritis hurt big time. But it is still glorious rain that has lowered our temps considerably. That is so good.
The shoes are a big deal because my first class feet require expensive shoes. Now were I independently wealthy, it wouldn't be a big deal. I would have been buying those designer shoes all along. No - I just wear a cloddy looking Finn. They are certainly not pretty, but they feel so good. They also start at about $150. I know that isn't much, but I was always the Pay-Less queen. Perhaps that's why I need the Finns now!
Peace.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
This and that
I am sorry I was off the deep end about my surgeon. I realize I had only seen him perhaps 12 times - including hospital visits, but he really was a great guy. There are far too few doctors like him around, and that is really sad.
Sunday was pretty much a disaster. I was ready to either just walk out or kill G. He has decided that he is going to blame me for things that go wrong. I don't like that - at all. We put Simone in the bedroom while the kids were here. William doesn't like her, and I don't like him being mean to her. He is usually pretty sneaky about it. All she wants is to be with the "puppies" and enjoy them. I don't want him around her.
Anyway - she managed to bully herself past G. He came blustering into the den yelling about MY dog and it was MY fault she could get out. Well - with all the family watching - I lost it. I told him that was right. Everything that happens in this world is my fault - in fact the sun going down is my fault. I am that powerful.
Well - he sulked off. Nice. Things were really strained after that. I forgot to use paper plates for dinner. He came back from the closet with the paper, and pointed at the cake and then at the plates. At that point I could have stuffed those plates, er, down his throat (or someplace else). I, like a fool, apologized. See - my fault again.
So after dinner, I told him if he would just finish unloading the dishwasher, I would load. Son and family were leaving, so I went out to tell them good by. Daughter was going to stay a little longer, but SIL said it was time to go, and I could tell that another temper tantrum was taking place since G shoved the left over bread into a baggie and slammed the cabinet door. I repeated that I told him I would load.
After everyone was gone - he said that a pottery plate ($$$) under the aluminum pot got broken. Well = ok. He WANTED to make me feel it was my fault for putting the pot in the sink after I emptied it into a serving bowl (there wasn't any place for a hot pot). BUT had he listened to me and left the room it would have never happened.
What really happened was that he had loaded most of the dishes - except for this one. He then was going to scrub the pot, and in his ire used a lot of force which broke the dish.
I was then really ready to just leave. Just get in the car and leave and not come back. I really have had enough of this. Hopefully he decided to be on the straight and narrow, because I haven't put that idea completely out of my mind.
Sorry to burden you with this. Just had to vent.
Peace
Sunday was pretty much a disaster. I was ready to either just walk out or kill G. He has decided that he is going to blame me for things that go wrong. I don't like that - at all. We put Simone in the bedroom while the kids were here. William doesn't like her, and I don't like him being mean to her. He is usually pretty sneaky about it. All she wants is to be with the "puppies" and enjoy them. I don't want him around her.
Anyway - she managed to bully herself past G. He came blustering into the den yelling about MY dog and it was MY fault she could get out. Well - with all the family watching - I lost it. I told him that was right. Everything that happens in this world is my fault - in fact the sun going down is my fault. I am that powerful.
Well - he sulked off. Nice. Things were really strained after that. I forgot to use paper plates for dinner. He came back from the closet with the paper, and pointed at the cake and then at the plates. At that point I could have stuffed those plates, er, down his throat (or someplace else). I, like a fool, apologized. See - my fault again.
So after dinner, I told him if he would just finish unloading the dishwasher, I would load. Son and family were leaving, so I went out to tell them good by. Daughter was going to stay a little longer, but SIL said it was time to go, and I could tell that another temper tantrum was taking place since G shoved the left over bread into a baggie and slammed the cabinet door. I repeated that I told him I would load.
After everyone was gone - he said that a pottery plate ($$$) under the aluminum pot got broken. Well = ok. He WANTED to make me feel it was my fault for putting the pot in the sink after I emptied it into a serving bowl (there wasn't any place for a hot pot). BUT had he listened to me and left the room it would have never happened.
What really happened was that he had loaded most of the dishes - except for this one. He then was going to scrub the pot, and in his ire used a lot of force which broke the dish.
I was then really ready to just leave. Just get in the car and leave and not come back. I really have had enough of this. Hopefully he decided to be on the straight and narrow, because I haven't put that idea completely out of my mind.
Sorry to burden you with this. Just had to vent.
Peace
Saturday, July 07, 2012
The bad and the good
Yesterday, I was enjoying myself sewing little purses and coin purses "in the hoop" on the embroidery machine when the phone rang. I knew Doodle was at the ortho's office to determine hair line fracture or not. I thought, as it was true that is was, Daughter.
Yes they were there, and it was a madhouse. So she called upstairs to where one ortho guy and mine officed. They said they were sure the one where she was would be a madhouse because theirs was too. Dr F (my knee surgeon) had a heart attack a couple of weeks ago and died.
This news still brings the tears to my eyes, and yesterday it brought loud sobs while I was talking to Daughter. Dr F was one of the best people, let alone doctors I have ever met. My first visit to him was wracked with so much fear. I had heard such horror stories about the pain of joint replacement.
After looking at my knees, he said we had to do the left one ASAP because it was so unstable\\. He was afraid it would crumble and break at any time, and then I would have a real problem. I remember how reassuring he was. I clearly remember the words "we can't control the pain you are in now - we CAN control the pain post surgery." And he did.
He always took time to fully explain what was going on, what was going to happen, why and/or any other question we might have. We also talked about his hawks that he looked after in the area of the hospital.
After reading the tributes to him at the funeral web site, this is how he was with his patients. He CARED. He spent time. Explaining. Teaching. Curing. Talking. With one, they talked about music.
He also helped people who didn't have cures from other doctors. On that first visit, we talked with a man who fell into a pond on his farm in another state. He contracted MRSA - that skin eating bacteria. He was about to lose his leg and his life. He returned to Texas and Dr F. His leg was saved.
In reading those tributes, I discovered Dt F didn't only do knees and hips. He did shoulders. Oh, how I wish I had known this. I wouldn't be suffering as I am.
I think of my future. I will not see him for my yearly follow up. Something that I, like his other patients, looked forward to. We enjoyed going to see him. That isn't something most people feel about their doctors.
I am so very, very sad at his passing. The tears still want to flow. I know he was "only" my surgeon, but I know he looked on us as more than "only" his patients.
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The good is that birthday boy has had a good day with us. He needed this time today - with us - alone. Usually the girls push him our of the way and take over. It must be hell to be the middle between two sisters - especially like his outgoing sisters. The eldest usually brags that she is my favorite, and I love her more. I have spend a lot more time with her - she is older, is able to do my hobbies, and has always been easier. But today is Monkey Boy's day! Tomorrow I will post a picture or two!
Peace
Yes they were there, and it was a madhouse. So she called upstairs to where one ortho guy and mine officed. They said they were sure the one where she was would be a madhouse because theirs was too. Dr F (my knee surgeon) had a heart attack a couple of weeks ago and died.
This news still brings the tears to my eyes, and yesterday it brought loud sobs while I was talking to Daughter. Dr F was one of the best people, let alone doctors I have ever met. My first visit to him was wracked with so much fear. I had heard such horror stories about the pain of joint replacement.
After looking at my knees, he said we had to do the left one ASAP because it was so unstable\\. He was afraid it would crumble and break at any time, and then I would have a real problem. I remember how reassuring he was. I clearly remember the words "we can't control the pain you are in now - we CAN control the pain post surgery." And he did.
He always took time to fully explain what was going on, what was going to happen, why and/or any other question we might have. We also talked about his hawks that he looked after in the area of the hospital.
After reading the tributes to him at the funeral web site, this is how he was with his patients. He CARED. He spent time. Explaining. Teaching. Curing. Talking. With one, they talked about music.
He also helped people who didn't have cures from other doctors. On that first visit, we talked with a man who fell into a pond on his farm in another state. He contracted MRSA - that skin eating bacteria. He was about to lose his leg and his life. He returned to Texas and Dr F. His leg was saved.
In reading those tributes, I discovered Dt F didn't only do knees and hips. He did shoulders. Oh, how I wish I had known this. I wouldn't be suffering as I am.
I think of my future. I will not see him for my yearly follow up. Something that I, like his other patients, looked forward to. We enjoyed going to see him. That isn't something most people feel about their doctors.
I am so very, very sad at his passing. The tears still want to flow. I know he was "only" my surgeon, but I know he looked on us as more than "only" his patients.
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The good is that birthday boy has had a good day with us. He needed this time today - with us - alone. Usually the girls push him our of the way and take over. It must be hell to be the middle between two sisters - especially like his outgoing sisters. The eldest usually brags that she is my favorite, and I love her more. I have spend a lot more time with her - she is older, is able to do my hobbies, and has always been easier. But today is Monkey Boy's day! Tomorrow I will post a picture or two!
Peace
Friday, July 06, 2012
Let the festivities begin
Ah, July. The month with the onslaught of birthdays for our family!
Today is Monkey Boy's eighth birthday. His mom always looks around and buys lots and lots of things before Christmas and birthdays, and she lets me shop her "store" when it is time. I will do that again this year, but for something small. I have decided that he is old enough (and has come around to thinking I am
an ok person - and he will even say he loves me without being prompted) that I will take him to lunch and out to choose his birthday present.
Tomorrow, Son turns 36. Wow - where did those years go. I was just so glad he wasn't born on the 4th, but he would have parlayed that into his Country band somehow. His cousin was due the same week. Son couldn't wait, and nephew was in no hurry, so he came on the 23rd. That would have been something to have two babies in the family that would have been 7-4-1976.
Doodle Bug comes in on the 20th. We will find out today if her early present is a real cast. She is handling the splint well, but I am not sure about 6 more weeks in a real cast. The other kids already can't get in the pool since she can't. Like the stereotypical baby of the family, she objects - loudly.
Then on the 26th I turn (gasp) 67. This is a new thing for me - to admit my age. But for a while there, I wasn't sure I would see this age. So now I might as well be proud of it. When I was teaching, the last thing you wanted was to be seen as old. The kiddos didn't take too well to that.
So July is hot as a firecracker (but not our hottest month) and we help the local economy too!
Stay cool, and have a good weekend.
Peace
Today is Monkey Boy's eighth birthday. His mom always looks around and buys lots and lots of things before Christmas and birthdays, and she lets me shop her "store" when it is time. I will do that again this year, but for something small. I have decided that he is old enough (and has come around to thinking I am
an ok person - and he will even say he loves me without being prompted) that I will take him to lunch and out to choose his birthday present.
Tomorrow, Son turns 36. Wow - where did those years go. I was just so glad he wasn't born on the 4th, but he would have parlayed that into his Country band somehow. His cousin was due the same week. Son couldn't wait, and nephew was in no hurry, so he came on the 23rd. That would have been something to have two babies in the family that would have been 7-4-1976.
Doodle Bug comes in on the 20th. We will find out today if her early present is a real cast. She is handling the splint well, but I am not sure about 6 more weeks in a real cast. The other kids already can't get in the pool since she can't. Like the stereotypical baby of the family, she objects - loudly.
Then on the 26th I turn (gasp) 67. This is a new thing for me - to admit my age. But for a while there, I wasn't sure I would see this age. So now I might as well be proud of it. When I was teaching, the last thing you wanted was to be seen as old. The kiddos didn't take too well to that.
So July is hot as a firecracker (but not our hottest month) and we help the local economy too!
Stay cool, and have a good weekend.
Peace
Thursday, July 05, 2012
Our first hotel of the trip
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| This is taken from in front of the dresser below. The bath is in the door with the mirror |
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| This is from the bed area in the first picture |
The closet isn't included in the pictures, but it is between the mirrored door and that chair in the above picture. You can see the remains of plumbing - like for a sink. All in all the closet was strange.
The room was clean. It was BIG, but the a/c left a lot to be desired. The thermostat on the wall in the door to the outside alcove didn't seem to work. I'll bet that this was a great room at one time for a family. I have never stayed in a room as large as this one.
To be honest - I was glad we were only to be here one night. This hotel was built in 1905 I believe.
I will post pictures of the second old hotel in the next couple of days.
Peace
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
For today - answers
As to the Lipitor. I simply told the doc that I couldn't tolerate the leg cramps. Some of them were really deep in my upper thigh. I couldn't work them out sometimes for several minutes. He said this happens in about 10% of people taking the drug. He then asked how long I had been off of it, and I told him at least 2 months. My numbers still hadn't climbed too far, so he gave me something (I'll look at the script later if it seems important) that is a powder to put in my morning liquids. It doesn't enter the blood stream and acts like a magnet to the cholesterol and even some of the sugars to pass them out of the body. We'll see. But if it means being off the Lipitor and getting plaque, then it better hurry and build up. There are other threats out there to my life!
I was watching "The View" for a few minutes - until I got so tired of Paula Dean and realized it was a re-run. On there, Dr Oz pointed out to avoid white foods. I agree with him. I looked at my labs from the cardio doc (the only ones I was privy to) and saw that the potassium was at the limit for normal. With that in mind - I will be a bit more careful, but white foods - no! G wanted me to ask the cardio doc about that, but we talked about so many other more important things that I didn't get it in.
JuJu - yes I heard that Adele is pregnant!
Our friend/neighbor/cousin's death in reality is a good thing. One of the last things he told G when they talked on the phone was that brain cancer wasn't any fun. When we had seen him the month before, he was just a skeleton. Of course, he also had suffered a ruptured colon which almost killed him, and he was with a colostomy bag. I know the quality of his life was terrible. I don't think he was really happy about being alive, and they did everything possible to prepare for the eventuality of his death. They had Thanksgiving, Christmas, and birthdays in June knowing the end was near. I know there is peace for all now. I think the preparations were so complete that the funeral taking place the next day was just part of the plan. I personally hated it because we couldn't have made it under the best of circumstances.
Hopefully our upstairs a/c is finally fixed. Perhaps we should have just replaced the $500 board for the fan. After replacing the heater (yeah, that makes sense in July!) and the a/c coil - there has been nothing but trouble. If I didn't trust the company as I do, I would say they wanted to replace the entire system, which I wanted to suggest in the first place. But we are able to stay nice and cool down here since they are separate systems.
To those of you without power (if there is anyone), I really understand what you are going through. I really hope you are restored soon. It is such a terrible time. The news reports did say one thing that you have that is more than we in Swampland have - cellars. Not a great help to be sure, but they are cooler! Praying for you to have power restored soon.
In the other parts where the heat is so bad, I know what you are going through. I am praying for a break for you too! This is killer heat. Be careful.
Peace.
I was watching "The View" for a few minutes - until I got so tired of Paula Dean and realized it was a re-run. On there, Dr Oz pointed out to avoid white foods. I agree with him. I looked at my labs from the cardio doc (the only ones I was privy to) and saw that the potassium was at the limit for normal. With that in mind - I will be a bit more careful, but white foods - no! G wanted me to ask the cardio doc about that, but we talked about so many other more important things that I didn't get it in.
JuJu - yes I heard that Adele is pregnant!
Our friend/neighbor/cousin's death in reality is a good thing. One of the last things he told G when they talked on the phone was that brain cancer wasn't any fun. When we had seen him the month before, he was just a skeleton. Of course, he also had suffered a ruptured colon which almost killed him, and he was with a colostomy bag. I know the quality of his life was terrible. I don't think he was really happy about being alive, and they did everything possible to prepare for the eventuality of his death. They had Thanksgiving, Christmas, and birthdays in June knowing the end was near. I know there is peace for all now. I think the preparations were so complete that the funeral taking place the next day was just part of the plan. I personally hated it because we couldn't have made it under the best of circumstances.
Hopefully our upstairs a/c is finally fixed. Perhaps we should have just replaced the $500 board for the fan. After replacing the heater (yeah, that makes sense in July!) and the a/c coil - there has been nothing but trouble. If I didn't trust the company as I do, I would say they wanted to replace the entire system, which I wanted to suggest in the first place. But we are able to stay nice and cool down here since they are separate systems.
To those of you without power (if there is anyone), I really understand what you are going through. I really hope you are restored soon. It is such a terrible time. The news reports did say one thing that you have that is more than we in Swampland have - cellars. Not a great help to be sure, but they are cooler! Praying for you to have power restored soon.
In the other parts where the heat is so bad, I know what you are going through. I am praying for a break for you too! This is killer heat. Be careful.
Peace.
Tuesday, July 03, 2012
Bits of this and that
Our friend/neighbor/cousin that lives close to the SSB succumbed to his brain cancer yesterday morning. I really had wanted to attend his funeral. After all, we did have so many things in common - his wife had gotten sick at the same time I discovered my cancer, and he did have cancer. His was different however. It was fast growing, and killed him so quickly. We had planned to see him the next time we were at the SSB, the last time he was getting treated by hospice and we were going to be leaving the next day. Sad.
I had my follow-up with the nephrologist. He said my potassium was high, so he gave me a diet that would limit my ingestion of potassium. It is something that I simply cannot really adhere to because the very first part flies in the face of what I consider healthy. With pre-diabetes, I try to avoid white foods. This diet says to eat white bread and white rice as opposed to wheat bread and brown rice. Guess I am going to have a problem there.
Today I went to the cardio doc. I told him that I had quit Lipitor on my own because I couldn't stand the muscle cramps in my legs at night. I thought he was going to tell me that was just tough and get back on it. I figure I will be 67 (ouch!) in a few weeks. My heart is in good condition. What is going to get me first? Cancer recurring or a massive stroke or heart attack. Let's face it, there simply aren't too many more dances in my future!
Doodle Bug had to go back to the clinic yesterday. It is still not clear if there is a fracture or not. I found out this was in the elbow. So she is in a splint for a few days then heading to a bone doc. We will see what happens now. She flipped out at first about the splint, but she is doing ok with it now. It is pink. It is ok.
Tomorrow I will try to post some pictures of the trip. I especially want to post that first hotel in Hot Springs, Arkansas. It was horrid! The pictures don't seem to do it the way it really was. It was just so bad. I still shudder when I think of it. I hope I never have to stay in 100 year old hotels!
Peace.
I had my follow-up with the nephrologist. He said my potassium was high, so he gave me a diet that would limit my ingestion of potassium. It is something that I simply cannot really adhere to because the very first part flies in the face of what I consider healthy. With pre-diabetes, I try to avoid white foods. This diet says to eat white bread and white rice as opposed to wheat bread and brown rice. Guess I am going to have a problem there.
Today I went to the cardio doc. I told him that I had quit Lipitor on my own because I couldn't stand the muscle cramps in my legs at night. I thought he was going to tell me that was just tough and get back on it. I figure I will be 67 (ouch!) in a few weeks. My heart is in good condition. What is going to get me first? Cancer recurring or a massive stroke or heart attack. Let's face it, there simply aren't too many more dances in my future!
Doodle Bug had to go back to the clinic yesterday. It is still not clear if there is a fracture or not. I found out this was in the elbow. So she is in a splint for a few days then heading to a bone doc. We will see what happens now. She flipped out at first about the splint, but she is doing ok with it now. It is pink. It is ok.
Tomorrow I will try to post some pictures of the trip. I especially want to post that first hotel in Hot Springs, Arkansas. It was horrid! The pictures don't seem to do it the way it really was. It was just so bad. I still shudder when I think of it. I hope I never have to stay in 100 year old hotels!
Peace.
Monday, July 02, 2012
Slow start
It has been a slow start to get back into the scheme of things. I finally got my laundry done. I don't know what that says about me - either I have way too many clothes or something. But I really do hate laundry.
We had new windows put in the other day. All the ones across the front are done, but the one we are having put in the back had to be re-ordered. Its frame was broken. It is a huge window - replacing two fairly large windows. It will be less expensive to put a picture window there. That's ok -we don't open the windows anyway. They could have all been picture windows.
Today we had the upstairs' heater replaced. The unit wasn't working properly before we left, and I made the appointment before we got home. It was a circuit board that was out, and it was going to be over $500. The heater was wonky to begin with, and there was the thought of the a/c coil being damaged, so that was done today.
Watch us bleed money!
Daughter has had her share of things recently, but she really has brought them on herself. Yesterday she went with LB to a swim meet. She had little DB with her. Then Monkey Boy had another base ball tournament. She brought DB with her. DB wanted to go home last night, but Daughter convinced her to stay longer. To cut to the chase - Monkey hit her with a bat. They thought her arm was broken. She went back this morning. I am still waiting on that one. She should have just brought the baby home - she was tired. This wouldn't have happened.
If you can read between the lines there, you can see that I really believe they have gone completely overboard with all this sports stuff. It is the weekend - from early Saturday (often Friday nights) to late Sunday night. Too. Much.
Yes - I am not into sports. When my kids were little we didn't do this. SIL's father was like this. SIL claimed he would never be this way , but actions speak louder than words.
Enough of my vile. I am really sorry so many of you are sweltering. I know how bad it can be. For a change, we had rain, and our temperatures are about normal for a change.
I know it will be over for you all soon - and we will be hit hard again. Ah, such is life.
Peace.
We had new windows put in the other day. All the ones across the front are done, but the one we are having put in the back had to be re-ordered. Its frame was broken. It is a huge window - replacing two fairly large windows. It will be less expensive to put a picture window there. That's ok -we don't open the windows anyway. They could have all been picture windows.
Today we had the upstairs' heater replaced. The unit wasn't working properly before we left, and I made the appointment before we got home. It was a circuit board that was out, and it was going to be over $500. The heater was wonky to begin with, and there was the thought of the a/c coil being damaged, so that was done today.
Watch us bleed money!
Daughter has had her share of things recently, but she really has brought them on herself. Yesterday she went with LB to a swim meet. She had little DB with her. Then Monkey Boy had another base ball tournament. She brought DB with her. DB wanted to go home last night, but Daughter convinced her to stay longer. To cut to the chase - Monkey hit her with a bat. They thought her arm was broken. She went back this morning. I am still waiting on that one. She should have just brought the baby home - she was tired. This wouldn't have happened.
If you can read between the lines there, you can see that I really believe they have gone completely overboard with all this sports stuff. It is the weekend - from early Saturday (often Friday nights) to late Sunday night. Too. Much.
Yes - I am not into sports. When my kids were little we didn't do this. SIL's father was like this. SIL claimed he would never be this way , but actions speak louder than words.
Enough of my vile. I am really sorry so many of you are sweltering. I know how bad it can be. For a change, we had rain, and our temperatures are about normal for a change.
I know it will be over for you all soon - and we will be hit hard again. Ah, such is life.
Peace.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Home again, home again ...
We made it home in good time. Of course it was 104 here too. Wonderful. And the heat hasn't stopped yet.
I had called the a/c people from Tulsa because I knew the unit for upstairs was out. So they came yesterday early morning. It was, as I suspected, a problem with the fan. And it was. A circuit board (which means $$$) was out. It will cost $500, but the heater unit is bad, and replacing it will cost about $3000. AND doing this may break the internal a/c coil. Nice.
We picked up our fur babies right after coming home. Simone acted strange all night - in fact she threw up. She acted like someone tugged too hard on a leash and irritated her throat. It may have been me since she was ready to walk out the door as soon as we got there. Today, she is her old self again.
Shadow has never been a really friendly cat. He wanted to be close by, but he really didn't want to be in a lap and petted. He never even purred much. He is a different cat. For the most part, he doesn't want to be away from me. Today is is spending time looking out the window during the day, but at night he is clingy.
So now life returns to normal - whatever that is.
Peace.
I had called the a/c people from Tulsa because I knew the unit for upstairs was out. So they came yesterday early morning. It was, as I suspected, a problem with the fan. And it was. A circuit board (which means $$$) was out. It will cost $500, but the heater unit is bad, and replacing it will cost about $3000. AND doing this may break the internal a/c coil. Nice.
We picked up our fur babies right after coming home. Simone acted strange all night - in fact she threw up. She acted like someone tugged too hard on a leash and irritated her throat. It may have been me since she was ready to walk out the door as soon as we got there. Today, she is her old self again.
Shadow has never been a really friendly cat. He wanted to be close by, but he really didn't want to be in a lap and petted. He never even purred much. He is a different cat. For the most part, he doesn't want to be away from me. Today is is spending time looking out the window during the day, but at night he is clingy.
So now life returns to normal - whatever that is.
Peace.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Warm welcome
We were given a very warm welcome back to Texas. We have stopped in Dallas to visit G's elderly aunts. Dallas was kind enough to give us a warm welcome, very warm - 106 degrees warm. While I appreciate the gesture, you didn't have to do it - really.
Yesterday we drove from Cedar Rapids to Tulsa - actually a little place south of Tulsa. Then today was the leg to Dallas.
If G ever leaves for a trip without a map, I swear I will kill him. That has caused more problems than anything else on this trip. I really don't think the GPS in the car is working properly. In fact, I know it. I cannot input addresses. etc. The map is ok - until it is messed with!
The road from Tulsa to Dallas is not well marked with road signs. We wanted highway 75. That highway and 69 ran together, but 75 wasn't marked well. The GPS didn't have the markings either.
Tomorrow - home. And the next day - we have the ac people out. Our upstairs ac was out before we left. I will bet it is over 100 up there today.
We had dinner with the aunts. They are getting so feeble. But we went to dinner and had a great time.
Bed time now!
Peace
Yesterday we drove from Cedar Rapids to Tulsa - actually a little place south of Tulsa. Then today was the leg to Dallas.
If G ever leaves for a trip without a map, I swear I will kill him. That has caused more problems than anything else on this trip. I really don't think the GPS in the car is working properly. In fact, I know it. I cannot input addresses. etc. The map is ok - until it is messed with!
The road from Tulsa to Dallas is not well marked with road signs. We wanted highway 75. That highway and 69 ran together, but 75 wasn't marked well. The GPS didn't have the markings either.
Tomorrow - home. And the next day - we have the ac people out. Our upstairs ac was out before we left. I will bet it is over 100 up there today.
We had dinner with the aunts. They are getting so feeble. But we went to dinner and had a great time.
Bed time now!
Peace
Saturday, June 23, 2012
The end has come
We finished off the convention with another train ride. And to think we made fewer trips this year!!
This one ended at an independent train operation shops around here. All would have been good with one glaring exception. We were to get off the train for lunch. They SAID there would be seating. Do I need to tell you? No, well I will anyway. There were about 8 tables that sat 8 - for about 300 people. Now my math doesn't have those numbers equal.
People were leaning anyplace they could, sat anyplace they could - on the ground or any flat piece of equipment or simply stood to eat a pretty good meal of chicken breast, chicken tetrazinni, a mayo salad, roll and cookie. That has been a weakness here.
Tomorrow we head to St Joe's. We want to be as close to Dallas as we can get. We want to see G's 2 remaining aunts. They are the only ones left from the 10 children, and my favorite one doesn't sound good at all. They had lived in Houston until Aunt B's daughter insisted they not live alone, and not live in Houston. She wanted her mom close, but I don't know why. She is never home.
It has been overall a good time here. The meals were the glitch. I already talked about those associated with the train rides. We went to the banquet last night. It was a zoo getting in. They finally served food. The tables were not properly set - like only four coffee cups for seven people - things like that. The food was, well, banquet food. There was to be a program, but at 8 it had not begun. So we left. That was ok - I wanted to be home. I couldn't believe he had signed up for the banquet. The last one we went to was a zoo too!
Peace
This one ended at an independent train operation shops around here. All would have been good with one glaring exception. We were to get off the train for lunch. They SAID there would be seating. Do I need to tell you? No, well I will anyway. There were about 8 tables that sat 8 - for about 300 people. Now my math doesn't have those numbers equal.
People were leaning anyplace they could, sat anyplace they could - on the ground or any flat piece of equipment or simply stood to eat a pretty good meal of chicken breast, chicken tetrazinni, a mayo salad, roll and cookie. That has been a weakness here.
Tomorrow we head to St Joe's. We want to be as close to Dallas as we can get. We want to see G's 2 remaining aunts. They are the only ones left from the 10 children, and my favorite one doesn't sound good at all. They had lived in Houston until Aunt B's daughter insisted they not live alone, and not live in Houston. She wanted her mom close, but I don't know why. She is never home.
It has been overall a good time here. The meals were the glitch. I already talked about those associated with the train rides. We went to the banquet last night. It was a zoo getting in. They finally served food. The tables were not properly set - like only four coffee cups for seven people - things like that. The food was, well, banquet food. There was to be a program, but at 8 it had not begun. So we left. That was ok - I wanted to be home. I couldn't believe he had signed up for the banquet. The last one we went to was a zoo too!
Peace
Friday, June 22, 2012
Nearing the end of the convention
And I am glad. I really am ready to go home. Basically I am a home body who married basically a nomad. And, of course, since the temperatures here have broken and are back to the normals of 80's, he really doesn't want to go home. At breakfast he read that the temp in Houston was going to be 105. Now I do readily admit I HATE that too, but then I am a house person. I rarely go out in those temperatures.
Now to the travelog, or what I did on my vacation. Yesterday I had the morning to myself. It was just Della, the computer, and me. I visited some sites, did some on-line buying of embroidery designs (like I need more since at last count I was over 45,000). I discovered that it's easy to set up a store on Facebook. Now I know that will come back to bite me in the butt. Facebook doesn't do anything to help the average person, but I did it anyway. So I am about half way through loading my stuff.
In the afternoon, we took the fob to the Toyota place. You see we have one of those fancy-dancy starting thingies that you don't stick the key in to start. When the fob goes, you have a few times of magically touching the start button with the fob Toyota side down. We have been depend on my fob alone on this trip. But this was the way it was planned. G figured we would have free time here, and Cedar Falls is certainly big enough to have a Toyota dealer.
The problem with that dang thing was when we followed the manual, there was no battery just staring us in the face when we opened the thing. Knowing how much normal fobs run, I wasn't about to take the thing apart. I could just see me breaking welds and the like. The circuit board had to be removed! A little step that the fine people in Japan neglected to tell us folks over here. My son would say he could just see the writer of the manual laughing his a*s off thinking of us poor souls here in the states trying to figure this one out.
So, fob with new battery in hand, we set out to explore Cedar Falls. We thought we would go down to Czech square, since the closest we got was the museum that wasn't open (still questioning that one!). Most of the stores are still boarded up from the terrible flood two years ago.
We set out for home with a mission to find paper plates. That one came out of left field, didn't it? We needed them so that on Saturday night we can have a smorgasbord of left over Mexican and Chinese foods. Appetizing isn't it?
That led us to a Dairy Queen. My diet has completely gone in the toilet this week. The trips we have been on include lunch. The lunches are big, but do I only eat a little of it, oh, no! Of course not! After all there are starving children in _________ (you fill in the blank). That's always an excuse, right? AND yesterday put the period to any thought of going home with less of me than I started with. I had a MEDIUM blizzard. Something that I have not had in at least 10 years. And. I. Enjoyed. Every. Bite!
So as I sit here, falling over this chair on both sides, and before I waddle to the banquet tonight, I'll sign off my little report.
Peace.
Now to the travelog, or what I did on my vacation. Yesterday I had the morning to myself. It was just Della, the computer, and me. I visited some sites, did some on-line buying of embroidery designs (like I need more since at last count I was over 45,000). I discovered that it's easy to set up a store on Facebook. Now I know that will come back to bite me in the butt. Facebook doesn't do anything to help the average person, but I did it anyway. So I am about half way through loading my stuff.
In the afternoon, we took the fob to the Toyota place. You see we have one of those fancy-dancy starting thingies that you don't stick the key in to start. When the fob goes, you have a few times of magically touching the start button with the fob Toyota side down. We have been depend on my fob alone on this trip. But this was the way it was planned. G figured we would have free time here, and Cedar Falls is certainly big enough to have a Toyota dealer.
The problem with that dang thing was when we followed the manual, there was no battery just staring us in the face when we opened the thing. Knowing how much normal fobs run, I wasn't about to take the thing apart. I could just see me breaking welds and the like. The circuit board had to be removed! A little step that the fine people in Japan neglected to tell us folks over here. My son would say he could just see the writer of the manual laughing his a*s off thinking of us poor souls here in the states trying to figure this one out.
So, fob with new battery in hand, we set out to explore Cedar Falls. We thought we would go down to Czech square, since the closest we got was the museum that wasn't open (still questioning that one!). Most of the stores are still boarded up from the terrible flood two years ago.
We set out for home with a mission to find paper plates. That one came out of left field, didn't it? We needed them so that on Saturday night we can have a smorgasbord of left over Mexican and Chinese foods. Appetizing isn't it?
That led us to a Dairy Queen. My diet has completely gone in the toilet this week. The trips we have been on include lunch. The lunches are big, but do I only eat a little of it, oh, no! Of course not! After all there are starving children in _________ (you fill in the blank). That's always an excuse, right? AND yesterday put the period to any thought of going home with less of me than I started with. I had a MEDIUM blizzard. Something that I have not had in at least 10 years. And. I. Enjoyed. Every. Bite!
So as I sit here, falling over this chair on both sides, and before I waddle to the banquet tonight, I'll sign off my little report.
Peace.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
So, it's Thursday (isn't it?)
We are staying at a really nice hotel. It is only about 6 months old. Very clean, very bright, wonderful desk for me to use. But, and you knew there would be a but from me, the air conditioner is a schizophrenic!
When we first got into the room a few days ago, the room was hot and stuffy. So we cranked the thermostat down to 65. After a bit, we were freezing, so we put the thermostat at 72. Then we were boiling. It was not 72 I will tell you! It had to be more like 79.
That night I cranked it down to 67 under G's watchful eye. In the middle of the night - when I was sure he was asleep - that sucker went down. I don't know how far down because it was dark and I didn't have my glasses on. Better.
This was about the same for the next day. We were pretty comfortable day and night. We also turned the fan to high which produced a strong puff rather than an asthmatic wheeze. Worked fairly well. But it was set at 67. Uh, not the real temperature.
Last night we didn't change anything. It was HOT during the night, but we both were so restless, I dared not change it. I couldn't be assured G was asleep.
This morning I told G we needed to report this to the desk. Well, he left for this tour of the smokestacks at the ethanol plant. I didn't want to do this one - hart hats, steel toed shoes and safety goggles. Not in my wardrobe. Besides I get freaked out with huge equipment!
But back to the AC. I am sitting here FREEZING. How do I get someone here to check the b**tard when it appears to be working fine. BAH!
We only have two more functions. Tomorrow night is the banquet. I don't really know why G chose to go. We went to one, and it was boring, boring, boring. But we will go. Then on Saturday we have another train trip. We will go to Waterloo.
Yesterday was a bus tour. We went to a museum that isn't open yet. It isn't even filled out with displays. Then a little settlement of houses brought in to be like a working man's living area in the late 1800's to about 1930. Cute little houses. It ended with a tour of a mansion. I didn't take the tour choosing the museum instead because there were a lot of stairs.
Stairs have been my nemesis. School buses, trains, etc. I will be glad to get home!
Peace.
When we first got into the room a few days ago, the room was hot and stuffy. So we cranked the thermostat down to 65. After a bit, we were freezing, so we put the thermostat at 72. Then we were boiling. It was not 72 I will tell you! It had to be more like 79.
That night I cranked it down to 67 under G's watchful eye. In the middle of the night - when I was sure he was asleep - that sucker went down. I don't know how far down because it was dark and I didn't have my glasses on. Better.
This was about the same for the next day. We were pretty comfortable day and night. We also turned the fan to high which produced a strong puff rather than an asthmatic wheeze. Worked fairly well. But it was set at 67. Uh, not the real temperature.
Last night we didn't change anything. It was HOT during the night, but we both were so restless, I dared not change it. I couldn't be assured G was asleep.
This morning I told G we needed to report this to the desk. Well, he left for this tour of the smokestacks at the ethanol plant. I didn't want to do this one - hart hats, steel toed shoes and safety goggles. Not in my wardrobe. Besides I get freaked out with huge equipment!
But back to the AC. I am sitting here FREEZING. How do I get someone here to check the b**tard when it appears to be working fine. BAH!
We only have two more functions. Tomorrow night is the banquet. I don't really know why G chose to go. We went to one, and it was boring, boring, boring. But we will go. Then on Saturday we have another train trip. We will go to Waterloo.
Yesterday was a bus tour. We went to a museum that isn't open yet. It isn't even filled out with displays. Then a little settlement of houses brought in to be like a working man's living area in the late 1800's to about 1930. Cute little houses. It ended with a tour of a mansion. I didn't take the tour choosing the museum instead because there were a lot of stairs.
Stairs have been my nemesis. School buses, trains, etc. I will be glad to get home!
Peace.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
First train trip of the convention
We had that trip today. It. Was. Long! We boarded the bus to go to the train at 7:30 and as soon as we got off the bus we boarded the train. We got back at 7pm. I. Am. Tired!
It was a great trip - being brought almost all the way back by a steam engine, but that meant that we had to travel more slowly. The steamer is like me - slower and more fragile!
The bad (and only bad) part of the trip was lunch. The train stopped at a park that had perhaps three benches for lunch. There are a lot of us older folks that cannot sit on the grass. G and I found some playground equipment at the far end of the park and I sat on a hot slide to eat.
The best part of the lunch was a man we came across. At first I just thought it strange that he had no teeth. Our group is definitely middle class (or some much better). This is NOT a cheap hobby. So I thought it strange this guy had no teeth.
We talked about the train since they were going to do a "fly by" which means the train backs up to come by at speed for those who want pictures of that. Anyway, we just sort of mentioned the fly by.
Later G said - "he must be homeless." And G had to be right! This man managed to score himself a box lunch in the madness of getting those boxes! I know that wasn't the "right thing" to do, but I was so glad he was able to have a meal. I doubt many, if any others, know about this, but I was happy for this man.
He seemed to be very sweet, and when we were leaving, we looked out of the train window. He was helping the caterer clean up the area. Well done. And thanks be to God.
It was a great trip - being brought almost all the way back by a steam engine, but that meant that we had to travel more slowly. The steamer is like me - slower and more fragile!
The bad (and only bad) part of the trip was lunch. The train stopped at a park that had perhaps three benches for lunch. There are a lot of us older folks that cannot sit on the grass. G and I found some playground equipment at the far end of the park and I sat on a hot slide to eat.
The best part of the lunch was a man we came across. At first I just thought it strange that he had no teeth. Our group is definitely middle class (or some much better). This is NOT a cheap hobby. So I thought it strange this guy had no teeth.
We talked about the train since they were going to do a "fly by" which means the train backs up to come by at speed for those who want pictures of that. Anyway, we just sort of mentioned the fly by.
Later G said - "he must be homeless." And G had to be right! This man managed to score himself a box lunch in the madness of getting those boxes! I know that wasn't the "right thing" to do, but I was so glad he was able to have a meal. I doubt many, if any others, know about this, but I was happy for this man.
He seemed to be very sweet, and when we were leaving, we looked out of the train window. He was helping the caterer clean up the area. Well done. And thanks be to God.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Last night
We traveled a long time yesterday - much longer than anticipated. You see, the man who usually reads maps for fun while on the john didn't have a map. We got lost twice. I couldn't believe it! Plus even though we have a GPS in the Toyota, I don't know how to use it, and I wasn't going to try to learn on the road. I did that once, and it tooks weeks to get the voice quiet again, and not try to find a restaurant in Rockport, Texas.
We finally got to the motel, and discovered they had a terrible storm the day before. Their power was off for a long while, and the cable wasn't working when we checked in. That was a tragedy because last night was the conclusion of The Killing . We have watched this program for two years to find out who killed Rosie.
I had loaded Hulu on the computer, but decided to just check. Eureka, it was on! So we got to watch the ending - which was a great surprise, then they repeated it immediately, so we got to watch the bit we missed.
Today we headed out to Cedar Rapids. On the way we stopped for our first event. I had not been sure of what it was - a Thrasher Museum?? But it was fun. We got to ride a street car and a narrow gauge steam engine rail road. There were many farm implements in the museum. It was neat overall.
While there, we met out friend from California. So that was fun. We had lunch together there, and since the buses for those who were already here and came out there that way were going to not leave for hours, we brought him back to his hotel.
Tomorrow we will take a loooong train ride. But that's ok. I will wear my gimme hat however. This trip has been one for embarrassing things for me. First was not being able to make the step into the trolley in Eureka Springs, today while riding the steam engine, my wig was taken off my heat by the winds. Geesh! What else - uh, no I don't want to know!
Our motel room is nice. This is a NEW place!! It still has some paint smell to it. I can take that after squeeky floors, weird arrangements of rooms, etc!
Peace,
We finally got to the motel, and discovered they had a terrible storm the day before. Their power was off for a long while, and the cable wasn't working when we checked in. That was a tragedy because last night was the conclusion of The Killing . We have watched this program for two years to find out who killed Rosie.
I had loaded Hulu on the computer, but decided to just check. Eureka, it was on! So we got to watch the ending - which was a great surprise, then they repeated it immediately, so we got to watch the bit we missed.
Today we headed out to Cedar Rapids. On the way we stopped for our first event. I had not been sure of what it was - a Thrasher Museum?? But it was fun. We got to ride a street car and a narrow gauge steam engine rail road. There were many farm implements in the museum. It was neat overall.
While there, we met out friend from California. So that was fun. We had lunch together there, and since the buses for those who were already here and came out there that way were going to not leave for hours, we brought him back to his hotel.
Tomorrow we will take a loooong train ride. But that's ok. I will wear my gimme hat however. This trip has been one for embarrassing things for me. First was not being able to make the step into the trolley in Eureka Springs, today while riding the steam engine, my wig was taken off my heat by the winds. Geesh! What else - uh, no I don't want to know!
Our motel room is nice. This is a NEW place!! It still has some paint smell to it. I can take that after squeeky floors, weird arrangements of rooms, etc!
Peace,
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Eureka Springs
We are almost finished with this part of the trip. We finally got back to the car to put the parking permit in the window.
Last night was spent out on the balcony eating dinner and listening to a guitar and fiddle player play and sing. They were good, and the food was ok. Then we returned home for me to get ready to go to sleep.
Why so early? Well, what's with these hotels. The last one and this one have ONE chair! So, I sit on the bed - which is really uncomfortable. AND they are saving electricity. The bulbs are so small. In fact the bedside table lamp has a bulb that would normally be put in a chandelier candle. I am now sounding like my dad - this is all too dim!
Today we - now get ready for this newsflash - rode a train. It was a nice trip - with scenery we have seen 25 times, but that is just being an excursion rail road. This was a lunch trip. The food was really good! We had a great time.
Then we bought the daily pass for the trolley. We rode two of the routes, saw some beautiful houses, and traveled several hair pin turns to get to HIGH altitudes.
The hills here are steep. When we rode the trolley back, we chose the stop that is up the hill from the hotel. That was a crazy trip down. The sidewalk is as uneven as a dirt road. An unimproved dirt road! Several parts of the trip had to be a 30 degree path. I certainly watched my step closely.
The part I would like to forget - getting on the first trolley. G stopped one in the middle of the block. The part of the street I had to use was way lower than the step. The driver - sitting in the middle of traffic - had to lower the wheel chair lift to get me on. I could have died! My knees simply won't put a lot of push into things.
So, we are on the road tomorrow on our way to Iowa. It is just a sleep stop, so I am not expecting drama from a 100 year old hotel. I need a break!
Tonight will go out in style here. Our room is under the room that can be rented for special occasions. We have a wedding reception going on up there. It is only 5:37 - the thing hasn't even begun, and we are hearing a lot of heavy steps. Oh well - I have my ear plugs, and they have worked well for the last two nights!
Peace.
Last night was spent out on the balcony eating dinner and listening to a guitar and fiddle player play and sing. They were good, and the food was ok. Then we returned home for me to get ready to go to sleep.
Why so early? Well, what's with these hotels. The last one and this one have ONE chair! So, I sit on the bed - which is really uncomfortable. AND they are saving electricity. The bulbs are so small. In fact the bedside table lamp has a bulb that would normally be put in a chandelier candle. I am now sounding like my dad - this is all too dim!
Today we - now get ready for this newsflash - rode a train. It was a nice trip - with scenery we have seen 25 times, but that is just being an excursion rail road. This was a lunch trip. The food was really good! We had a great time.
Then we bought the daily pass for the trolley. We rode two of the routes, saw some beautiful houses, and traveled several hair pin turns to get to HIGH altitudes.
The hills here are steep. When we rode the trolley back, we chose the stop that is up the hill from the hotel. That was a crazy trip down. The sidewalk is as uneven as a dirt road. An unimproved dirt road! Several parts of the trip had to be a 30 degree path. I certainly watched my step closely.
The part I would like to forget - getting on the first trolley. G stopped one in the middle of the block. The part of the street I had to use was way lower than the step. The driver - sitting in the middle of traffic - had to lower the wheel chair lift to get me on. I could have died! My knees simply won't put a lot of push into things.
So, we are on the road tomorrow on our way to Iowa. It is just a sleep stop, so I am not expecting drama from a 100 year old hotel. I need a break!
Tonight will go out in style here. Our room is under the room that can be rented for special occasions. We have a wedding reception going on up there. It is only 5:37 - the thing hasn't even begun, and we are hearing a lot of heavy steps. Oh well - I have my ear plugs, and they have worked well for the last two nights!
Peace.
Friday, June 15, 2012
What's the deal?
My house is almost furnished with antiques - and no not G and I. I really love old things. At least I did.
Last night we were in Hot Springs, Arkansas. We were in an 80 year old hotel in a neighborhood that has seen its last days or at least better days. I think we escaped bed bug free ... at least I hope. The only real place to eat (without a $4 parking fee for 2 hours) was at the hotel. It was EXPENSIVE Italian. And they had the gall to remove the dish I wanted from the menu.
Well - we got out of there. Tonight? I am so glad you asked. We are in a hotel that was built in 1905 in Eureka Springs. I have to admit, the room is nicer. The elevator sucks as much as last night's, and we are once again on the fifth floor.
This place is a full out tourist area. When we got here, we found streets that were about the width of our single driveway. We couldn't find a place to park at the hotel, couldn't turn around due to the traffic, and played near bumper cars with a USP truck (second time after we did get a turn around place).
We finally found the parking lot for the hotel at the bottom of the hill on another street (??!?!?!?). We parked there, found a phone to call the hotel. They sent a shuttle (immediately - before I could sort luggage) that brought us and our metric ton of luggage back. They are there at our call - for a tip each way.
We will see what tomorrow brings. We are staying here for two nights.
See ya and peace
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Still here
Still here, still kickin', on the road to Iowa, have wonky internet right now.
We are in Hot Springs - in a hotel that has to be 100 years old. The internet was free for 30 minutes, but I looked and looked and found a couple that are free - the only problem being they conk out quickly and I have to reconnect.
Catch you tomorrow - hopefully with better internet!
We are in Hot Springs - in a hotel that has to be 100 years old. The internet was free for 30 minutes, but I looked and looked and found a couple that are free - the only problem being they conk out quickly and I have to reconnect.
Catch you tomorrow - hopefully with better internet!
Wednesday, June 06, 2012
Well ...
Yesterday we got pedicures (yes G gets them too!), and I wanted a manicure as well. My manicurist's next appointment came in talking about finally getting a hold of her oncologist.
So feeling like we had something in common, I asked what cancer she had. She said breast cancer, and so I asked what was the medication she was taking. It was femara - like me. Only, she was having a lot of problems with it.
She couldn't sleep (yes), she was gaining weight that she couldn't get rid of (oh, yeah), her glucose was erratic (um, yes - that's why I am taking metforamin and testing twice a day), her blood pressure was high (yes - that's probably why I am seeing a nephrologist for the protein in my urine), and generally retaining fluid (nope), But I certainly listened.
I can and should go off it this month or next at the latest, but I really thought I would stay on it for a while longer since I have about four months of pills left. Now I am thinking I won't. Perhaps I can get my body straightened out!
But anyway. We are headed off to the internet dead zone tomorrow. We will be there until Tuesday, so I will be out of touch. I have Wednesday to get ready for Iowa. So you all take care until I am back in touch!
Peace.
So feeling like we had something in common, I asked what cancer she had. She said breast cancer, and so I asked what was the medication she was taking. It was femara - like me. Only, she was having a lot of problems with it.
She couldn't sleep (yes), she was gaining weight that she couldn't get rid of (oh, yeah), her glucose was erratic (um, yes - that's why I am taking metforamin and testing twice a day), her blood pressure was high (yes - that's probably why I am seeing a nephrologist for the protein in my urine), and generally retaining fluid (nope), But I certainly listened.
I can and should go off it this month or next at the latest, but I really thought I would stay on it for a while longer since I have about four months of pills left. Now I am thinking I won't. Perhaps I can get my body straightened out!
But anyway. We are headed off to the internet dead zone tomorrow. We will be there until Tuesday, so I will be out of touch. I have Wednesday to get ready for Iowa. So you all take care until I am back in touch!
Peace.
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