The fruit flies have invaded my home and I am determined to rid my home of these obnoxious pests. The drains are cleaned with clorox, no fruit is out, nothing sweet is on the counters or in the garbage. I will NOT lose this battle. I never had them before and I always have fruit out in the fruit basket. Today I started to open a SEALED package of sweet rolls with fruit in the centers. The damn bugs were INSIDE the NEVER BEEN OPENED package. I threw the whole thing away!!!
When I went to see Dad today, his jugular vein was really hard and it was bothering him. I took him to get a Sonic burger and he wanted to stop back by the doc's office, but it was closed for lunch. When Mom got home from the beauty shop, she took him to the doctor's office. Doc was gone, but his staff called the surgeon who put the port in. She told Dad to go to the hospital and get an x-ray of the area. They couldn't get me on the phone, but the doc's office manager left me a message telling me where my parents were and that I should go to the hospital and find them. My brother is hosting a rehearsal dinner at his lake house, so he was out of pocket. As soon as I got home and got the message, I rushed to the hospital and found Mom sitting in a wheel chair in the waiting room. They thought she needed a wheel chair worse than Dad. Turns out that his neck had been swollen since they put the port in last Friday and when the swelling went down the vein was very prominent and hard. We all learned something new! There was a plastic tube in that vein coming from his port!!! Crisis averted!!!
Finally, I got a break! The abscess that I thought was coming did not materialize after I started back on antibiotics. I went to the doc yesterday morning as he instructed, but he was not there. His wife is a pediatrician and between the two of them, they could not get the fever down of their youngest child. I saw his truck at his office later on during the day, so I'm sure everything is OK now.
My dad is sleeping a lot. I hope this is the only side effect that he gets from the chemo since he is getting 1/3 of the usual dosage due to his age. I make sure I see him every day.
Dad's chemo was short today. We were finished by 9:30. Mom went with us today so she could see where he gets his chemo and I took her to get new glasses while he got his drip. Tomorrow my brother will take him for another short day of chemo. So far, he has had no ill effects. I suspect that will change though. I went back this afternoon to see for myself if he was OK.
The staph infection has reared its ugly head again. I am feeling a bit of discomfort sitting, but I cannot yet see an abscess. I suspect one is forming deep down below the surface in the same general area. I called the doc and got more antibiotics. His office called and wants me in the office first thing Thursday morning. They are closed on Wednesday. I just finished my last antibiotic a couple of days ago. Will I have to be on them forever??????
I ordered a shingles vaccine because I have a fear of shingles and I know stress can cause an outbreak. The shot costs $219 and is not covered by insurance. I will suck it up and pay for it. That's how scared I am of shingles. Doc gave me a prescription for it and it takes 7 days to get it in to the drugstore. With my luck lately, I'll get shingles before it comes in!!!
I left home at 7:00 this morning to pick up my dad and take him for his first chemo. Both of us were very nervous. After a preliminary visit with the doctor, we went downstairs for his chemo. He is getting two different kinds and lots of anti-nausea meds, but the greatest of all was the ativan (anti-anxiety). He went right to sleep after that started in his veins. I left to get a sandwich and when I got back he was all slumped down in his chair in a little ball asleep. For that, I am immensely grateful. Tomorrow will not be as long a day. I got home at 5:00 tonight...too late to make it to my yoga class, which I desperately needed today.
As usual on Father's Day, I went to be with my dad at his church and was shocked to find out that he wasn't there. He just did not feel well today. Mom said the area around his port was puffy, so I went and looked at it and took his temperature to make sure there was no infection. He didn't have a temp and his port looked fine to me. I'll be taking him for his first chemo tomorrow. Of course, he's worried about me having to wait that long for him. I'm worried about him because he is a very impatient man and doesn't just sit still very easily. He has macular degeneration, so he can't read. He will have a TV that he can watch, but even that gets old after a while. Things are just SUCKY right now. I'm trying to find the positive, but so far I have failed at that!
Edited to add: My brother just called me at 4:30 and said they were finally leaving the hospital!!! That's 8 hours my dad was in the hospital to get a port!!! GRRRR!
I had Dad at the hospital at 8:30 where he was scheduled to get a port put in. He is not a patient man and I don't seem to have much patience in hospitals. They are on different clocks from the rest of the world. At 12:00 they finally came to get him. During the time that he was waiting, he told me his arm was hurting where the IV was. I just kind of blew it off and figured it would be okay. Later he told me again it was hurting. I went to look at it and his arm was huge where the fluid was going everywhere except the vein. I got someone to come in and, of course, they had to start over with the IV. My dad really hates needles. At 1:15 my brother came to relieve me and let me go home because I had been sitting on hard chairs for about as long as my ass could stand. I called him at 3:00 to see if they got home. He was still in the waiting room and they had not told him anything about why Dad was not out of surgery/recovery yet. Finally, at 3:15 the doctor came out and told him that it took so long because she could not find a vein suitable for the port. She finally got it in. I'm afraid his veins are as thin as his skin is due to his advanced age. I feel so sorry for him having to go through all this CRAP! Of course, he could have no food or drink after midnight and was completely starving. Brother is taking him to a diner to get some breakfast at 4PM!!!!
I'm taking Dad to get a port put in tomorrow..several days earlier than scheduled. Every day is important in getting the chemo started due to the aggressivenes of the cancer. We got a surgeon here in Minden to put in the port to save us a trip to Shreveport. I am tired already and we have only just begun, but I also know that my days with my dad are numbered. That makes me sad!
My brother took my mom and dad for Dad's appointment to get his CT scan at 10:00 while I went to another appointment to see if I qualify for an investigative gout study. I met up with them at the hospital where incompetence was rampant. It's no secret how I feel about incompetence. They failed to tell him he had to drink some stuff the night before, so he drank it when he got there, but then the machine broke down and he had to go somewhere else to get scanned. The kicker is that he had to wait 2 hours after drinking the prep stuff before they could do the scan. The man could not eat after midnight last night, so he was starving. We were late to the oncologist, but we called ahead to let them know why.
The oncologist is awesome. The CT scan revealed no cancer outside the lungs, but it is in both lungs. The only treatment is chemo. It is STAGE IV. We are getting a port put in Tuesday and Chemo starts Wednesday for 3 days. Its potency will be adjusted so as not to be so toxic on a frail 86 year old. The doc will check after the first round to see if it is helping. He thinks it will help him to breathe better. We wait about 3 weeks for the second round. This is a very aggressive cancer that has probably only been there a short time.
The following is a directly quoted email from a friend of my brother's. She is an excellent oncologist.
"I'm sorry to hear the bad news. the chemo works well, but prolongs life to about 9 months---range 6-18 months. Without treatment--6 weeks is the average. Small cell carcinoma is incurable 97% of the time. 86 years old-----hmmmm.....if he's a real healthy one--give it a shot with chemo. If it puts him in the bed most of 24 hours--probably too toxic for him....Quality of life is the issue--it may make him feel better for awhile---trust your judgement and his. I've never met an 86 year old that didn't know what he could handle; I've learned to trust THEIR judgement.Keep me posted. Side effects of chemo are much better prevented in this day and age, by the way."
My dad has small cell lung cancer. I totally tried to NOT look it up and read all about it, but I got out of bed and looked it up. I wish I hadn't!
In spite of the fact that I have been totally unable to work in my yard, my flowers have blossomed and made me proud.
The home health nurse told me yesterday that this wound is very small. The incision is only 1 centimeter, whereas the other one was 7 centimeters. She told me that it will probably be closed in about a week if it heals like the other one.
My mom told me that my dad was very depressed for the last couple of days, so I just got in my car and went to see him. I picked a few cucumbers in the garden and he went out with me to look at the garden. I told the nurse that I went to see him and she told me the doctor's orders said "no driving". No one told me that. I am still going to drive the short distance to Mom and Dad's. My dad needs to see me.
I got home last night after being back in the hospital since Friday on IV drugs. Home Health will be putting me back in their daily rotations until the new abscess is closed.
The biopsy results will not be ready until tomorrow, but preliminary exams are not good. Dad's right lung is completely blocked and the left lung is mostly blocked. The only air he is getting is a very small amount from the left lung. Next week we will meet with the doctor to determine the course of treatment. No wonder the poor man can not breathe.
My staph infection is alive and well. The doctor had to lance a new abscess very, very near the old one that is nearly healed. I am back to square one and on massive doses of antibiotics again along with an ointment to put in my nose since the staph lives in the nose. Of course, I am back in major pain with another hole in my ass! Tomorrow I go back to the doctor and he will decide if he will put me back in the hospital on IV antibiotics. Crap....just CRAP! Even the doctor's wife had one of these abscesses on her butt last week. He said the infection is rampant. It will just not die and I have to get well so I can take care of my parents. My brother has had to do way more than his share and I am so sorry for that. He has never complained and he never would, but his plate is full!
I started feeling some pain while sitting at the hairdresser's yesterday, so I took a mirror when I got home to look at the wound that is almost healed. There is yet another damned abscess coming right beside the other one. CRAP! I called home health to come out and take a look. She said yep another is starting. She called my doc, who is closed on Wednesdays. He is calling in more antibiotics and I am to be in his office first thing in the morning. If it needs to be lanced, he will do it before it reaches ER stage like I did last time.
My brother has already stepped up to take Dad to his biopsy tomorrow morning.
On a positive note......I was walking around outside a few minutes ago and a stanger stopped her car in the middle of the street and told me how beautiful my flowers are! AWWWW! I needed that! Even though I can't mow the yard or weed eat or anything else, she still thinks it's pretty!
Home health told me today that I am almost done with them. Probably one more visit next week and then a discharge. That makes me very happy. I still have to be very careful for fear of pulling apart what has grown back together. I got permission to sweat some as long as I shower off immediately after I finish my work. I do that anyway, so no problem there.
No one hates snakes more than I do. They petrify me, no matter how sweet and nice they are. My sister-in-law told me to come outside for my brother to show me something. I told her NO because I don't trust him. She promised he wouldn't scare me. I went outside and he was standing just off their patio holding two kingsnakes by the tail that were mating. They were all wound around each other and he was holding them up by the tail. He took them back and let them go because they are GOOD snakes! Whatever! Now I will have to watch for their whole damn family when they have the babies!!!
My brother took Dad for his appointment today and the doc said the spots were suspicious. He will be doing a biopsy on Thursday morning at 7. I will take him to get that done.
I am not allowed to sweat until my wound is completely closed. Since it's already 90, that means I can't even go outside because I start sweating immediately! I have found that I can go out and trim one azalea, then go back inside. So far, over three days, I have trimmed 3 azaleas. At this rate, they will grow back before I finish. It's time to trim and fertilize now!
Yesterday was my last daily visit from home health nurses. The wound has closed enough to not need packing, so now the protocol is Neosporin and a sterile 4 X 4 three times a day. I can do that and they will come once a week to look at it until it is totally healed. Today I felt free again because I didn't have to wait around for the nurse to come. Actually, I took my first trip to Shreveport in two months and got the car washed. I also met the Thursday lunch group for lunch today. It was nice to have some semblance of normal back again.
Tomorrow my dad has an appointment with the pulmonologist. My brother will take him to the appointment and I will just wait at home to hear from them. I'm sure they will schedule a biopsy.
Remember a couple of months ago when we leased our land all around the home place for $100 an acre? Now people are getting 4, 5, and 6 thousand dollars an acre. There has been a huge natural gas find in the area, maybe even the largest ever found! My cousin leased over 600 acres at 4,000 an acre....Do the math! That's over 3 million dollars! He and his wife are on a Mediterranean cruise right now. Another friend leased 182 acres at $3000 an acre. I am happy for all of them, but sorry we were too hasty to lease. I would have been able to fill my car with gas!
I went to see about Dad this morning. He doesn't feel well, but he is trying to do a few things in the garden. He is just glad to know there is a definite reason for his breathing difficulties. He asked me today how do they operate on lungs. I told him they put the patient on a heart/lung machine while they operate and he has already been on one of those machines when he had his heart bypass. We are hoping for an appointment with a pulmonologist this week.
I am continuing to improve. The nurses seem to think this will be my last week of daily packing. The wound is almost closed and ready for just a small bandage to keep it clean along with some neosporin.
Dad and I dug our first potatoes this morning. We found enough for them to eat tomorrow along with some turnip greens and turnips. I think I'll go there for lunch tomorrow!
I took Dad for his CT scan today and before we got home the doc had called my brother and told him there are 3 suspicious spots in Dad's lungs. He would not say that it was cancer, but he gave indications that he suspected that it was. Next week he is trying to get Dad in to a pulmonologist, who would do a biopsy to be sure. Dad is not upset. I am! When the nurse came late today to change my packing, my blood pressure and pulse were considerably higher than usual. She said it was directly stress related. Dad, in my opinion, is too old and frail to undergo the rigors of chemo. I just don't want him to have to do that. Personally, I think he would choose not to do it if it came to that, but I don't know that for sure. He told us his biggest problem was worrying his kids. Mom told him to just be glad they had some kids to worry!!!
I'm not much of a worrier, but my brother just called me and told me Dad's doctor called and told Stewart that there was a spot on Dad's lung and he wanted to schedule a CT scan for tomorrow. The doctor will be able to talk to the pathologist after the CT scan and pretty much know if it is cancer.
The nurse came early today so I could go take my mom to a dinner on the grounds at the cemetery where her family is buried. When I took her home, Dad was gone fishing with my brother, so I went home to rest so Mom could rest as well. I had barely been home when my phone rang and my brother told me the ambulance was on the way to get Dad. Dad had passed out in the boat, thrown up, and soiled his clothes. My brother thought it was over! He brought Dad around and took him home where the ambulance was waiting. Dad had to take a shower and change clothes before he would see the ambulance attendants. They checked him out, but he was very, very pale. We spent a couple more hours at the ER where they did all kinds of tests. They wanted to keep him overnight, but he convinced the doc he would rest better at home. The tests didn't show anything major, but he could have had a slight heart attack or slight stroke. The CT scan had not been read yet, but my brother took him home. I spent most of the ER time out in the waiting room where there were some soft chairs because I could not sit on the hard chairs in his ER cubical.
Finally things are beginning to look up. I am feeling better. The wound is healing really well. I even looked at it today and saw that it was closing up in the middle before the ends. It was 4 inches long, so now I have to be careful not to pull that apart that has hooked back together.
I have been battling diarrhea for the 3 weeks that I have been out of the hospital. Part of that time I was taking an antibiotic that had that for a side effect, but I have been off all antibiotics for a week. Today I went back to the doctor. When I told him what was happening, we discovered that I came home from the hospital with a prescripton for colchicine with instructions to take 4 times a day. When I told him that, he said he had never written a prescription for that for 4 times a day. The pharmacy must have misread it. He is sure that is what has been causing the diarrhea. It's been so bad that I could not eat and my whole body is just incredibly weak from dehydration and no food. Now I have another med for the stomach distress. I am really, really tired of being sick. Today I have been able to eat a few crackers and some gatorade. A few minutes ago, I ate some watermelon. We'll see how things go tonight. Yesterday, I was ready for someone to just kick the dirt in on me. That's how bad things have been.
Not much has changed. I went to lunch with the ladies yesterday, but couldn't stay long. I just can't sit for very long. I have already opted out of a lunch honoring my friend's father at Barksdale Air Force Base tomorrow. He was a P.O.W. and is honored every year there. Tomorrow is my dad's birthday and I have already opted out of going to dinner at our favorite catfish place because it is too far away and I can't sit that long. Tomorrow is our krewe's Cochon de Lait and golf tournament, so I am missing that as well. Let's face it. I am just still a mess! I just hope I can make it to Dad's house long enough to say happy birthday...he's 86!
I am able to sit longer at a time now and actually went to Wal Mart for groceries yesterday morning while everyone was at church. Then I went to my brother's for lunch for the first time in 4 weeks. I am able to do a little more around the house, but mostly I just lie down. My neighbor came across the street on his riding lawn mower and mowed my yard today. I have awesome neighbors. My brother was going to do it, but I called him and told him he didn't have to this time.
The home health nurse told me I probably had two to three more weeks before the hole closed up completely, but it is healing from the bottom up like it is supposed to. It is not as deep as it once was. They measure it once a week to compare.
The last two days there was pain when the packing was removed from the wound. Today the nurse said it is healing and growing to the gauze in the 24 hours since it was changed, so she packed it with less gauze today. The gauze is soaked with saline solution and they wet it again before pulling it out to help it come out easily. Those home health people are fabulous.
I am feeling better, but I still will not take the chance of going somewhere where I have to sit such as a restaurant. I have missed the last 4 weeks going to lunch with the ladies. Maybe next week.
I spent 2 hours in the surgeon's office this morning just waiting. I was just about to walk out when he finally came in. He looked...said it looks good...come back in 2 weeks. I am NOT going back.
This afternoon I was able to get out on the new street behind my house and walk a little bit. I have to get some strength back.
Back to doc today and I am much better. Blood work improved. Pain not as intense. As always, I try to find the silver lining in all adversity....I found it today. Since Thursday at doc's office, I have lost 9 pounds! I don't recommend this diet!
Today I feel like I turned the corner. Perhaps it was all the prayers that I know were said today. Sitting is still not much of an option, but the pain is less. The second abscess is getting smaller and less painful. A friend of mine who works at the hospital sent me an email telling me how very, very, serious this MRSA is and that I must do everything exactly as told for as long as I am told. I will do that!
I am still very sick. Went back to doc today about the other place at the base of my tailbone that has been hurting badly. It's another abscess. He did not open it, but ordered more antibiotics and meds for yeast. Also got a celestone shot because my gout still really hurts. I need your prayers to be healed from this very serious malady. I'm a mess!!!
I'm not feeling this, but I have a few faithful readers who deserve an update. I have been in the hospital since Thursday with a peri-rectal abscess with secondary MRSA staph infection. It was bad and I had emergency surgery on Friday to lance it. The spread was bad and I am still very sick. Got home yesterday. Can't sit here and type....in fact, can't sit at all. More later!
These words are most often misused and it drives me bonkers. It even happens on professional signs, webpages, TV ads....it's freakin' everywhere!
When I was a teacher, I harped on this...but, alas, no one learned!
They made me send in the rebate info twice. Two days after I sent it in the second time, I received my rebate card worth $50 as promised. Of course, they had not yet received the info I submitted the second time. Last week I got a text message that my rebate had been mailed. OK. Whatever! Today I got a second $50 rebate card and NO, I am not honest enough to send it back. The damn phone was way overpriced anyway and I don't want to reward incompetence!! I'm off to buy some more plants.....woohoo....free stuff!
My shoulder snapped out of it as quickly as it snapped in it. Only a couple of hours of pain were involved and then it was gone! I'm glad it did because I was committed to helping clean my friend's new house on Saturday preparing it for her move on Wednesday. There were six of us who pulled together and got it ready.
I bit the bullet and ordered a new battery for my Ipod. It came with the instructions and the tool to replace the battery. There are two tiny little screws that have to be removed. Well, one of them would not come out and I managed to strip the little area where the phillips head screwdriver goes. Now, what do I do? I have no idea. CRAP!
Punishment was tossed on me for being such a slacker today. It has rained all day, so I became a hermit and just slept a lot and watched bad TV. I jumped up off the bed ( and yes, I always jump off the bed) and heard/felt something pop between my shoulder and neck. O my gosh! The pain was monumental and I could barely move my neck and arm. Since then I have managed to take some aspirins and lie on a heating pad and the pain is not as intense now, but, WOW, that really hurt and for no apparent reason. How does one explain to others when they ask what happened? I think I'll just stay home so I won't see anyone to have to explain what a dork I am.
I surely wasn't a slacker today, but it goes in cycles. Some days I am a waste of skin!
I just finished paying my Louisiana income tax, which wasn't really due until May 15th. Now I have to pay my estimated Louisiana income tax for this year, which is due April 15th! I don't want another BIG surprise when my taxes get done next year, so I am paying in advance this time.
Until the garden at Dad's dries up some, I can't work in it so today I just hung out at my house not doing much. After yesterday, I needed to just kick back and chill. All day yesterday was spent taking both my mom and my dad to the eye doctor in Shreveport. That may not sound like much, but trust me, it's very trying! There were some other places they wanted to go, but neither of them could see after having their eyes dilated, so we came home. Still, it killed a whole day.
Saturday night was our Captain's Party for the Krewe des Ambassadeurs. It was awesome at the lake house of one of our members. Cheeseburgers in Paradise was the main food. It's a great idea for a party. We had our own DJ, who is also a krewe member, a margarita machine furnished by yet another krewe member. It was a good time! I'm just not the party animal that I used to be! Thank goodness for that!!
I hit the ground running this morning because the yard needed to be mowed before it rained. It was already sprinkling, but I mowed anyway and it hasn't rained yet!
Last year I marked the date that I saw the first hummer...March 26th...so I put the hummingbird feeder out a couple of days ago and saw my first hummer feeding at it today. My mom saw her first ones today as well.I'm armed this year to get some close ups with my new video camera. Of course, I haven't bothered to learn how to upload video to the computer yet. I guess if the need arises, I will learn!
Wind is really getting on my nerves. How do people live in those perpetually windy places like West Texas? All day was spent working in my yard doing all the edging and planting grass plugs. I tried to blow everything off, but it kept blowing back in my face and in my garage.
My azaleas are suffering from lace bugs, so I sprayed them for the second time, but I'm not sure how much got on the plants with the wind working against me.
Yesterday I worked down at the home place and took Dad to Wal Mart. Now I have potatoes, onions, cabbage, some squash, and the first of the corn planted. We stagger the corn, so it won't all get ready at the same time, so I planted 3 rows yesterday and will wait a couple of weeks to plant more. 
My mom is not doing well. She could barely walk on Sunday when she came to lunch at my brother's house, but when I went to her house yesterday she had stripped the beds to wash the sheets. I told her she should have been resting her back and let me do the sheets. I went out to work outside and when I came back, she had already put clean sheets on her bed, had vacuumed, and was cleaning out from under a kitchen cabinet. I'm such a wuss, that if my back were hurting I wouldn't be doing anything!! She is just an amazing woman! I told her I would be happy to do all that, but she said I do enough around there. WHATEVER! She did let me put the clean sheets on Dad's bed.
My cooking skills are not my forte', but I made some killer baked mac and cheese last night. Last week there was a recipe in the paper which sounded EASY (key word) and good. I have never in my life made baked mac and cheese, but this stuff was delish! I'm going to make some for my dad this week. He doesn't eat much of anything, but he said he might eat some of that. Cooking it was a learning experience since I haven't had much experience with pasta that doesn't come out of a box. I made WAY too much pasta and had to throw most of it out. Next time I'll know that a bag of pasta turns into a bucket of cooked pasta. It's mixed with some cheese soup, sauteed onions, hot sauce, milk and grated sharp cheddar cheese, then baked for 30 minutes. It was even good cold!
I spent several hours working at Dad's today. He located a bunch of seedling peach trees in the middle of a grown up fence row and wanted the row cleaned up so the little trees can grow, so he and I were going to do it. I knew it would be me doing it because he just cannot do work anymore. My brother came and used the blade on the tractor and helped me a lot. 
It's time to start planting stuff, so I ran the tiller and got some rows ready to plant corn. We had onions waiting to be planted, so I got all them planted.
Then I had to mow my yard. It was downright embarrassing. I could have hidden Easter eggs in my yard, but it's all clean now. I still have to edge and use the blower, but........as is usual...I AM USED UP! I'm off to the Lazy Boy for a night of vegetating!!!!
When Mom told my brother this morning who was moving next to me, his exact words were, "He's the one who stole my class ring." O my goodness.....now I will always have to think of that when I see my neighbor!!!
My friend, who is the developer of this new subdivision, wanted to show my house to the people who will be building the house next to me. When they came by, I didn't know them, but it turns out that he went to school for a while in my home town and was in the class with my brother. When I told my mom who he was, she remembered him for one reason.....she thought he was the one who stole my brother's class ring!!! I told Mom to please just let that GO! Stewart got his ring back, but Mom doesn't remember how. Actually, he was the Methodist minister's son, so they never stayed in one place for a long time. It's amazing to me...the things my mom remembers!
If we had winds like this when I lived in Texas, they would have had a name...a tropical storm name! Tropical storms become named at 39 mph, I think. We have beat that a lot today. The airport has had to close down stranding many passengers in Shreveport. This has been made worse due to DFW closing down as well. Almost all flights from SHV go to Dallas for connections. Gusts have been clocked at 60!
Once again we are under a tornado watch and a wind advisory. It's nearly 80 degrees with a cold front on the way. This makes for "a particularly dangerous situation"....their words, not mine! We heard this a lot Friday night. I have moved all the plants inside that could blow away or break from the winds.
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Finally, the AC man came back today after I called him yesterday. He took a measurement several months ago to add a booster fan to my AC system, but never came back. Today he changed the ducts to the master bedroom and bath to a larger size. Hopefully, this will help to cool them a little better. There are huge windows in the bedroom which could contribute to the poor job of cooling, but that would not affect the bathroom. I hope this works. If not, he will come back and add a booster fan.....all this at no charge because he wants it to be right and he installed the system originally. I like that work ethic!
It's been a long time since I had a rant, so I am overdue. My calm demeanor gets a little riled when everybody in the damn Wal-Mart is talking on their cell phones. Why can't they just get out of the way if they have to talk? Personally, I don't see any reason why one has to carry on a big conversation while they are supposed to be shopping. They are loud and obnoxious and IN THE WAY! They are totally oblivious to any other shoppers in the store! OK. I'm done!
Tonight I went to the Easter musical at my church. I usually don't go on Sunday nights, but this was a special event and well worth it. It was incredibly moving and the music was awesome. The rest of the day I was basically useless. After church and lunch at my brother's, I was comatose for a couple of hours. I woke up once again sometime in the night with my toe showing signs of gout again, so I medicated myself. My doc doubled my meds that are supposed to prevent recurrence...obviously, that is not working!
As I was watching TV last night the weatherman broke into programing with a tornado warning. Turns out all the weathermen reported for duty and stayed on the air for two hours nonstop! I knew it was serious when that happened. They run crawlers along the bottom of the screen, but never come on live and stay on. There were tornados very close by. Their weather equipment is just amazing. We knew exactly where the tornados were and where they would be every minute. It was scary!
And it's only 2 P.M.............This day has been a wonderful day all spent outside getting things done in the yard. I heard people over at my new neighbor's house, so I went over at lunch time and went to Sonic to get lunch for them. I felt bad because all her friends were over there helping clean the house getting ready for her and her husband to move next week and I wasn't over there helping. I'm trying to get everything finished here so I can devote my time to gardening at Dad's. Yesterday I spent hours at the garden taking advantage of the weather and some partially dry soil. I got lots of tilling done and planted 4 rows of potatoes. After that I was used up yesterday, too! There is a pattern here......I'm used up A LOT! I just can't do like I used to!
