Today was one of those days when I felt lazy and did as little as possible. The Beast pretty much felt the same way. It has to be because the day was overcast, warm and humid. It was one of those lazy Southern days that you often see Southern Belles fanning themselves out on the porch of their mansion and complaining about it all being just *too much to bear*! Of course, I'm referring to old movie characters that have no basis in reality.....except for the hot, humid weather..which is real.
I got a chance to see the pictures the Beast took of Gunner and, in listening to him, I realized how unrealistic he is about a baby. You and I know that the cute little faces they make are fleeting. It happens when you talk to them and they like the sound of your voice. Or they like how you are stroking their adorable little faces. The Beast expects a baby...a baby not even a week old, to pose! At Gunner's age, his main objective every day is to eat and sleep. Being awake for any length of time is a bonus....sometimes. With Gunner, it's a neat thing because he's not a whiney baby. He doesn't do much in the way of crying for which I am sure everyone in the household is grateful.
It looks like Mustachio may be getting his surgery on Monday. It's done with a local anesthetic and takes approximately 30 minutes he was told. Say a little prayer for him if you would. I am hoping the surgery is successful and he regains full use of his left hand (he's a leftie). Then, after some physical therapy and strength exercises, he should be able to return to work. He's going stir crazy and has been in constant pain. Being in pain 24/7 means that he hasn't had a decent nights sleep in months. It's more like a short nap, several times a day. He's up and down all night. I saw that when he was here, visiting. I felt so damn bad for him. Being in such pain all the time wears on your spirit. He's actually done remarkably well...considering. But, sometimes when we are talking online, I can tell he's having a tough time keeping his spirits up. The doctor told him he only has a 50/50 chance of regaining the full use of his hand....or even getting relief from the pain. That's a sad state of affairs, don't you think?
Baron's skin infection really looks great. He also hasn't been scratching himself like he was doing since he's been on this medication the vet gave the Beast. I noticed it today when I looked at the raw area....or where it had been. The area looks healed and all the hair is growing back. I am so glad for him. That had to have been miserable.
I'm going to be 68 on the 26th of this month. God but that sounds OLD!!! I may look old but I really don't FEEL old. Understand what I mean? My body has betrayed me but my spirit is still young. Worse news....I will be married 50 years.....50 YEARS!!!!...the first of August! OMG! No one should be married that long...LOL. No...there will not be a big party for us. None of my kids could afford one and no one in my family could really afford to travel here for something like that. Maybe...just maybe...we will go out to Red Lobster for dinner. That works for me except for the part that my companion will be the Beast. He lacks a bit in being good company. He only seems to want to talk about either politics or religion, neither of which really interests me at the moment.
I was thinking about the Beast and his fear of dying. I know that's why he suddenly *found* religion once more. He's really afraid that there might actually BE a God and he needs forgiveness for many things. I won't go into them because it's now water over the dam for us but I know that he's afraid he might not actually be forgiven for them.....if there IS a God. I know that he has had many doubts over the years, for normal reasons. I have never doubted there is a God. How interested He really is in our daily lives I am not sure of but I have tried hard to be a good person and I always did the best I could under some trying circumstances. I know He sometimes answers our prayers....maybe not in the way we want but He does, sometimes. We just have to be able to recognize it. And, sometimes, He says NO. We have to accept that also.
I am not going to be able to make my annual trip up to Chicago this year. It looks like I may have to have some surgery on my left eye. The one that has had the retina problem. It is starting to get some changes the doctor told me to watch for. At first, the idea of the surgery scared the hell out of me until the doctor told me just how it's done. As long as the eye stays where it is, I can handle it....LOL! The bad thing is that it will have to be done up in Huntsville. That's not exactly an place where I can expect any real company. It's a long ride.
Well, it's late and I want to get this posted and get some sleep. Love you all. Hope you are having a great weekend. ***Hugs***
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