Saturday, July 19, 2014
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MARCUS AURELIUS !!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SON. LOTS OF LOVE AND I WISH YOU THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!
Friday, July 18, 2014
Another Forgotten Part Of Healing.....
Today another aspect of the healing process that I had forgotten popped up. Seepage. Oh, it's clear, not bloody but not a good thing since it hinders the healing of the incision. The head nurse from the hospital called to check on me today and, when asked if I had any concerns or questions, I asked her about it. I was afraid that I might be remembering it wrong and was just telling myself it was normal. However, she set my mind at ease and said it really WAS normal. What I had to be concerned about was if it turned yellow or green (ICK!) or got bloody. She said if it did, I was to contact the doctor about it immediately!
What's bad is that it means I am having to change my pj bottoms a couple times a day even though I have put an absorbent rag next to the worst area (my upper thigh). I had to stay laying back in my recliner most of the day (and dozing off due to the pain pill..bless them!). My leg swelled up a bit because I was trying to do too much, too soon. But, right now, the leg is back to it's normal size and the seepage has gone down a lot.
The Beast went out and bought me this unusual combination cane and folding seat. I gather it's for when I feel I must stop and rest. It has a velcro strip that unwinds and allows the *cane* to open up into a sling seat. It's not MY idea of a cane but it works. I can get to the bathroom with much less pain since I can take the pressure off my left leg when I use it. I know he has to have thrown out my real cane and that is why he felt compelled to get me this. I think Mustachio went with him while I was asleep to buy it and may have had a hand in it. I had mentioned the severe need to sit at times when I did too much walking pre-surgery. With the need to heal, I think he had that on his mind and may have talked the Beast into getting it instead of a regular cane.
Mustachio discovered my walking staff that is here in my computer room, sitting in a corner. I told him that I could probably use it but it was really meant for when we walked here on some of the mountain trails. That's why I bought it in the first place. I discovered those mountain men weren't wimps, they were smart! The staff helps keep you from getting winded on those uneven trails. When the Beast and I were visiting some of the many waterfalls located here in Alabama, I was sooooooo grateful I had it. Those trails can be a real bear! I have a feeling they might also be a tool to discourage any critters that might want to take a taste of you....LOL!
Mustachio went to visit Sheepie since she was off work. They went out to eat at a small local restaurant and visited. She wanted to come visit with me and I was so glad he brought her over. We had a nice visit ourselves although I know she was horrified at the sight of my staples. But she is always fun to chat with. When Mustachio brought her home, she discovered her keys were missing so they called the restaurant (no one remembered finding any keys when they called) and came back here to see if she had left them. But, no! So they went to the restaurant and, lo and behold!, the keys had been left on the table. The waitress must have just held on to them figuring they would return and, of course, they did!
Mustachio just laughed at her since it seemed so like her to lose track of those things. She has never had her own apartment, mailbox key, etc. before this and is still getting used to needing such things. She told me that when she is alone in the apartment, she keeps the door locked, shuts the blinds and keeps in mind that she has a gun and knows how to use it. I gather she has a real schitzoid neighbor or two so she isn't going to take any chances. Knowing Sheepie and Teach, when their lease is up, they will be looking at a different apartment complex and hoping for more *normal* neighbors...LOL!
It was overcast and rainy here today. I had chancy internet connections and even my TV was *iffy*. But that seems to be over for now. I haven't even looked at the weekend forecast yet but it couldn't be any worse. Not that it bothers me. I'm stuck inside, regardless. I hope YOUR weekend is better and you get to enjoy it. Mustachio disappeared on me. He may be outside smoking and enjoying his drink. My lovely son made me a drink earlier but I can't walk out to where he is right now. He would probably have a fit if I did, anyway. Knowing him, he will be going to bed soon and so will I.
Love you all. Take good care of your health. Trust me, it matters...LOL! ***Hugs***
What's bad is that it means I am having to change my pj bottoms a couple times a day even though I have put an absorbent rag next to the worst area (my upper thigh). I had to stay laying back in my recliner most of the day (and dozing off due to the pain pill..bless them!). My leg swelled up a bit because I was trying to do too much, too soon. But, right now, the leg is back to it's normal size and the seepage has gone down a lot.
The Beast went out and bought me this unusual combination cane and folding seat. I gather it's for when I feel I must stop and rest. It has a velcro strip that unwinds and allows the *cane* to open up into a sling seat. It's not MY idea of a cane but it works. I can get to the bathroom with much less pain since I can take the pressure off my left leg when I use it. I know he has to have thrown out my real cane and that is why he felt compelled to get me this. I think Mustachio went with him while I was asleep to buy it and may have had a hand in it. I had mentioned the severe need to sit at times when I did too much walking pre-surgery. With the need to heal, I think he had that on his mind and may have talked the Beast into getting it instead of a regular cane.
Mustachio discovered my walking staff that is here in my computer room, sitting in a corner. I told him that I could probably use it but it was really meant for when we walked here on some of the mountain trails. That's why I bought it in the first place. I discovered those mountain men weren't wimps, they were smart! The staff helps keep you from getting winded on those uneven trails. When the Beast and I were visiting some of the many waterfalls located here in Alabama, I was sooooooo grateful I had it. Those trails can be a real bear! I have a feeling they might also be a tool to discourage any critters that might want to take a taste of you....LOL!
Mustachio went to visit Sheepie since she was off work. They went out to eat at a small local restaurant and visited. She wanted to come visit with me and I was so glad he brought her over. We had a nice visit ourselves although I know she was horrified at the sight of my staples. But she is always fun to chat with. When Mustachio brought her home, she discovered her keys were missing so they called the restaurant (no one remembered finding any keys when they called) and came back here to see if she had left them. But, no! So they went to the restaurant and, lo and behold!, the keys had been left on the table. The waitress must have just held on to them figuring they would return and, of course, they did!
Mustachio just laughed at her since it seemed so like her to lose track of those things. She has never had her own apartment, mailbox key, etc. before this and is still getting used to needing such things. She told me that when she is alone in the apartment, she keeps the door locked, shuts the blinds and keeps in mind that she has a gun and knows how to use it. I gather she has a real schitzoid neighbor or two so she isn't going to take any chances. Knowing Sheepie and Teach, when their lease is up, they will be looking at a different apartment complex and hoping for more *normal* neighbors...LOL!
It was overcast and rainy here today. I had chancy internet connections and even my TV was *iffy*. But that seems to be over for now. I haven't even looked at the weekend forecast yet but it couldn't be any worse. Not that it bothers me. I'm stuck inside, regardless. I hope YOUR weekend is better and you get to enjoy it. Mustachio disappeared on me. He may be outside smoking and enjoying his drink. My lovely son made me a drink earlier but I can't walk out to where he is right now. He would probably have a fit if I did, anyway. Knowing him, he will be going to bed soon and so will I.
Love you all. Take good care of your health. Trust me, it matters...LOL! ***Hugs***
Thursday, July 17, 2014
HOME AGAIN, HOME AGAIN...JIGGETTY JIG!!!
Once I woke up from the anesthesia after the surgery was over, I realized that there was a lot about my first surgery (on the right leg) that I had forgotten. I think it was more that I developed a type of amnesia that we all sometimes do to protect ourselves. I forgot about the PAIN! And I mean pain with a capitol P. Just trying to stretch my leg out fully was a nightmare. This time I had special bandages over the incisions. A nurse told me that there was an antibiotic on them to help keep the chance of infection down to a minimum.
I kept moving it, regardless and it eventually did become less painful. I knew I needed to be mobile before they would let me leave and I was determined to be able to walk the hallway without the need for any help. I made it...obviously...LOL!
Mustachio made it down here to stay with me for the first few days. He'll do some visiting while he's here. He wants to go and see Gunner...the newest addition to the family. He also wants to see Sheepie and Teach. Plus he will go visit with Tara and her kids for a bit. He's planning on stopping to see Marcus on his way back home so he'll get to see all the family as well as helping me out for a bit.
This is going to be short because I have been sitting up a bit longer than I think the doctor thought I would be able to and my leg is feeling it. I need to get it elevated as soon as I take my pills. Love you all and I missed you. It's been a while since I was offline this long.
Have a great Friday and an even better weekend. ***Hugs***
I kept moving it, regardless and it eventually did become less painful. I knew I needed to be mobile before they would let me leave and I was determined to be able to walk the hallway without the need for any help. I made it...obviously...LOL!
Mustachio made it down here to stay with me for the first few days. He'll do some visiting while he's here. He wants to go and see Gunner...the newest addition to the family. He also wants to see Sheepie and Teach. Plus he will go visit with Tara and her kids for a bit. He's planning on stopping to see Marcus on his way back home so he'll get to see all the family as well as helping me out for a bit.
This is going to be short because I have been sitting up a bit longer than I think the doctor thought I would be able to and my leg is feeling it. I need to get it elevated as soon as I take my pills. Love you all and I missed you. It's been a while since I was offline this long.
Have a great Friday and an even better weekend. ***Hugs***
Sunday, July 13, 2014
An Early Post.....
My day isn't over yet but I want to get this post up. I won't be posting for a few days while I am in the hospital for the surgery on my leg. I will admit that it makes me nervous. Mostly because the incision will be so damn LONG! To do an arterial bypass is no small thing. A vein is removed from part of my leg and then it is attached above and below the area that is blocked. It's very invasive, as you can imagine.
The Beast should be home from church shortly. He left a bit early today so he could distribute the photos he had taken at the wedding. He did a really nice job on them. I was kind of surprised because he had never been interested in taking wedding pictures like the ones he did yesterday. His were always more snapshots than portrait quality. The subject of any picture he takes has to interest him if he is to do a good job. I guess the wedding yesterday fell into that category for a change.
It's very warm but overcast today. It's not humid, thank goodness. I dried off quickly after my shower. I smeared on the lotion they wanted me to use and I have to do the same tomorrow. I hate how it makes my skin feel, however. But I don't want any unnecessary infections so I am being good and applying it.
Mustachio says he will be here on Thursday. I'm looking forward to that. He is good company for me. Baron loves him, too. He will be very excited to see him.
The roses that the Beast's friend, Jason, brought over the other day still look wonderful. I cut the ends of the stems off like they say you should do and I mixed the powder they always include with flowers into the water. Whatever is responsible for them looking like they did when I first got them, I love it!
I'm trying hard to keep my activity to a minimum since I can't even use deodorant and I DO sweat when it's warm even if I DO love the heat. Funny, but since I have to go to the hospital for a couple days, I am actually doing more than anticipated. I'm clearing my desk and cleaning up my computer room. My wastebasket is nearby so I really don't have to move much for those things that are just trash. Why do we keep things around we really don't need?
Well, I hope your week goes well and it flies by for you. I wish you great weather, too. Love you all. ****Hugs****
The Beast should be home from church shortly. He left a bit early today so he could distribute the photos he had taken at the wedding. He did a really nice job on them. I was kind of surprised because he had never been interested in taking wedding pictures like the ones he did yesterday. His were always more snapshots than portrait quality. The subject of any picture he takes has to interest him if he is to do a good job. I guess the wedding yesterday fell into that category for a change.
It's very warm but overcast today. It's not humid, thank goodness. I dried off quickly after my shower. I smeared on the lotion they wanted me to use and I have to do the same tomorrow. I hate how it makes my skin feel, however. But I don't want any unnecessary infections so I am being good and applying it.
Mustachio says he will be here on Thursday. I'm looking forward to that. He is good company for me. Baron loves him, too. He will be very excited to see him.
The roses that the Beast's friend, Jason, brought over the other day still look wonderful. I cut the ends of the stems off like they say you should do and I mixed the powder they always include with flowers into the water. Whatever is responsible for them looking like they did when I first got them, I love it!
I'm trying hard to keep my activity to a minimum since I can't even use deodorant and I DO sweat when it's warm even if I DO love the heat. Funny, but since I have to go to the hospital for a couple days, I am actually doing more than anticipated. I'm clearing my desk and cleaning up my computer room. My wastebasket is nearby so I really don't have to move much for those things that are just trash. Why do we keep things around we really don't need?
Well, I hope your week goes well and it flies by for you. I wish you great weather, too. Love you all. ****Hugs****
Last Day Before Surgery
You know the saying, *Which came first? The chicken or the egg?* Well, I am wondering just how much of a relationship my pain and my pain pill have to each other. I think that the pill might actually be making the pain worse because it puts me into such a sound sleep that I think my leg is in a strange position and that is why the pain wakes me up. I'm just not sure and the Beast doesn't pay attention to those things. He doesn't even notice.
I spent most of the day sleeping due to taking the darn pain pills. I couldn't help it. When you are in too much pain to walk, and the pain doesn't pass, there is no sense suffering. Even the pain alone makes you tired. I never took a pill any closer than six hours apart (once it was even 10 hours) but it was a nightmare that started yesterday and dragged on all night and all day long. I suppose I will be glad if the surgery gets rid of that problem, although then I will have pain from the incisions. **Sigh** You can't win for losing!
Today was the wedding of the young couple from the Beast's church. They looked like a very sweet young couple from the picture he took of them after the wedding then rushed home to print up to give them as a wedding day gift. He admitted he was showing off by doing that but the picture was really a very nice one. The bride was just thrilled and almost didn't want her groom to hold it....LOL.
He came home and started printing up some of the pictures he took of the guests so he can give them to the bride (or her parents) tomorrow. I don't think the bride and groom are actually going away for a honeymoon for some reason. They are the type that will stay at a nice hotel for a day or two but will be at church tomorrow. Know what I mean?
Good news from Mustachio. He says he has his pinky and ring finger back, which means he can now feel them and they are not totally numb as they were before. He is very upbeat over that and happy about it. So am I and TY for your prayers on his behalf.
He decided he wanted some kind of a pet to distract him. He can't have a dog, he's not crazy about cats either so he decided on a tank of fish. He says watching them is relaxing and calming so he set out to *build himself an ecosystem*. The pet store actually delivered it to his apartment since they could see he was injured and he spent enough money on everything he bought. He spent a day filling up the tank with water and treating the water to get rid of the chlorine, adjust the pH and whatever else needed doing. He had rinsed the rocks, set them in place, also the plants and other ornaments. Then he went to pick out his fish. We won't discuss the goldfish fiasco. He had no idea that goldfish are bullies, especially in the numbers he had. So he started over with six *striped* ones and three colorful ones. He didn't remember their names but I think the colorful ones are cyclids. The striped ones ended up bullying the cyclids until he removed the one he thought was the more aggressive of the six. Sure enough, they calmed down and peace reigned in his underwater kingdom.
Then two of the cyclids started chasing the third one around to exhaustion. She (yes, it is a she and she is full of eggs) finally was pinned down. He is hoping to get some little juvenile fish in there now but I told him not to count on it. Eggs are still food for fish and some even eat their own eggs. I told him that fertile females are usually put in a separate tank to lay their eggs or to bear them alive, depending on the fish. If these are cyclids, the female will carry the eggs inside her until they hatch and then she will guard them much like an alligator mother does her brood. If threatened, she opens her mouth and they rush inside. After the danger passes, she opens her mouth and out they come.
Anyway, he has something to look forward to watching intently for a while. As long as he can't work, he wanted a distraction. He certainly has one now. He wants to add a few more fish, little by little. He has a 38 gallon tank so he has room for more. He is planning on coming down here for a few days after my surgery and he says he is going to hire Buttmunch (to make sure she feels obligated to come) to stop by and feed the fish. I told him to ask about a vacation feeding block that slowly softens and the fish can eat the food off the block. I read about them when we had our tank. That way he can be sure they won't starve while he is gone. I would hate for him to cut his visit short because he's worried about his fish!
The temperature climbed into the 90's today and it's 3am and the temp is only down to 72. But that is still a nice temperature for sleeping, which I am going to try doing without the use of a pain pill since I am not in pain right now.
Love you all. I hope you have a nice, calm and happy Sunday. ***Hugs***
I spent most of the day sleeping due to taking the darn pain pills. I couldn't help it. When you are in too much pain to walk, and the pain doesn't pass, there is no sense suffering. Even the pain alone makes you tired. I never took a pill any closer than six hours apart (once it was even 10 hours) but it was a nightmare that started yesterday and dragged on all night and all day long. I suppose I will be glad if the surgery gets rid of that problem, although then I will have pain from the incisions. **Sigh** You can't win for losing!
Today was the wedding of the young couple from the Beast's church. They looked like a very sweet young couple from the picture he took of them after the wedding then rushed home to print up to give them as a wedding day gift. He admitted he was showing off by doing that but the picture was really a very nice one. The bride was just thrilled and almost didn't want her groom to hold it....LOL.
He came home and started printing up some of the pictures he took of the guests so he can give them to the bride (or her parents) tomorrow. I don't think the bride and groom are actually going away for a honeymoon for some reason. They are the type that will stay at a nice hotel for a day or two but will be at church tomorrow. Know what I mean?
Good news from Mustachio. He says he has his pinky and ring finger back, which means he can now feel them and they are not totally numb as they were before. He is very upbeat over that and happy about it. So am I and TY for your prayers on his behalf.
He decided he wanted some kind of a pet to distract him. He can't have a dog, he's not crazy about cats either so he decided on a tank of fish. He says watching them is relaxing and calming so he set out to *build himself an ecosystem*. The pet store actually delivered it to his apartment since they could see he was injured and he spent enough money on everything he bought. He spent a day filling up the tank with water and treating the water to get rid of the chlorine, adjust the pH and whatever else needed doing. He had rinsed the rocks, set them in place, also the plants and other ornaments. Then he went to pick out his fish. We won't discuss the goldfish fiasco. He had no idea that goldfish are bullies, especially in the numbers he had. So he started over with six *striped* ones and three colorful ones. He didn't remember their names but I think the colorful ones are cyclids. The striped ones ended up bullying the cyclids until he removed the one he thought was the more aggressive of the six. Sure enough, they calmed down and peace reigned in his underwater kingdom.
Then two of the cyclids started chasing the third one around to exhaustion. She (yes, it is a she and she is full of eggs) finally was pinned down. He is hoping to get some little juvenile fish in there now but I told him not to count on it. Eggs are still food for fish and some even eat their own eggs. I told him that fertile females are usually put in a separate tank to lay their eggs or to bear them alive, depending on the fish. If these are cyclids, the female will carry the eggs inside her until they hatch and then she will guard them much like an alligator mother does her brood. If threatened, she opens her mouth and they rush inside. After the danger passes, she opens her mouth and out they come.
Anyway, he has something to look forward to watching intently for a while. As long as he can't work, he wanted a distraction. He certainly has one now. He wants to add a few more fish, little by little. He has a 38 gallon tank so he has room for more. He is planning on coming down here for a few days after my surgery and he says he is going to hire Buttmunch (to make sure she feels obligated to come) to stop by and feed the fish. I told him to ask about a vacation feeding block that slowly softens and the fish can eat the food off the block. I read about them when we had our tank. That way he can be sure they won't starve while he is gone. I would hate for him to cut his visit short because he's worried about his fish!
The temperature climbed into the 90's today and it's 3am and the temp is only down to 72. But that is still a nice temperature for sleeping, which I am going to try doing without the use of a pain pill since I am not in pain right now.
Love you all. I hope you have a nice, calm and happy Sunday. ***Hugs***
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Getting Ready For My Surgery.....
Today I had my pre-op testing. Talk about being thorough! I had an EKG, they drew five ampules of blood, checked and double-checked all my medications, asked about 100 questions about all the surgeries I've had, medical problems of my siblings and parents....then instructions on using this awful smelling cream prior to surgery. I have to start using it on Saturday and even on Monday before I go into the hospital. It has to be applied everywhere from the neck down except in the *private* area. Sheesh!
After I was finally done, I went to the Walmart store in Boaz since it's only a couple blocks away from the hospital. I needed to get a robe or coverup in a summer weight material. What I found screamed *old lady* at me even though the print is a nice floral one on white background. But I felt like the Beast's Auntie Em. When I put it on tonight (just for shits and giggles!), I showed it to the Beast and asked him who I reminded him of. He was floored and knew immediately what I meant. He laughed. I didn't think it was quite as funny as he did but there wasn't a whole lot of choices. I wanted it for the hospital , however. If I have to wear that ugly gown, I will but at least I can cover it up with this robe.
I admit that I cruised around the store for a bit (I had one of the electric carts I was using) and realized that the Walmart in Boaz is much more upscale than the one near to our house. I was stunned by the differences. I also bought some snacks for the Beast and a couple for me. The Beast loved everything I bought and immediately opened up the bag of miniature Mounds bars. I am looking forward to having some of the peanut butter patties I got. That's one of my weaknesses. I do love them.
(Note: after talking about them, I just HAD to go get a few..LOL). I meant to pick up more Glucerna while I was there but I will let the Beast pick some up for me this weekend. It was 88 today and we expect to be in the 90's tomorrow. At least it IS cooling down at night. It's 72 at the moment but it's expected to go down to around 65 or less within the next couple of hours. I have my window open and the fan is working away. I will sleep like a baby tonight.
BTW....Mustachio's surgery went well. He was surprised that they DID put him under for it. He said one minute they were asking him how he felt and the next he woke up with a flexible cast on his arm. It took the whole day and a few hours into late night before all the anesthetics wore off. Yes, he has pain but the nerve that was released will take a few days to recover. It may take a few months for it to recover completely from the damage that first cast caused. TY all for your prayers. Now it's just a *wait and see* time for us.
Love you all. Be kind to one another. Life is short. ***Hugs***
After I was finally done, I went to the Walmart store in Boaz since it's only a couple blocks away from the hospital. I needed to get a robe or coverup in a summer weight material. What I found screamed *old lady* at me even though the print is a nice floral one on white background. But I felt like the Beast's Auntie Em. When I put it on tonight (just for shits and giggles!), I showed it to the Beast and asked him who I reminded him of. He was floored and knew immediately what I meant. He laughed. I didn't think it was quite as funny as he did but there wasn't a whole lot of choices. I wanted it for the hospital , however. If I have to wear that ugly gown, I will but at least I can cover it up with this robe.
I admit that I cruised around the store for a bit (I had one of the electric carts I was using) and realized that the Walmart in Boaz is much more upscale than the one near to our house. I was stunned by the differences. I also bought some snacks for the Beast and a couple for me. The Beast loved everything I bought and immediately opened up the bag of miniature Mounds bars. I am looking forward to having some of the peanut butter patties I got. That's one of my weaknesses. I do love them.
(Note: after talking about them, I just HAD to go get a few..LOL). I meant to pick up more Glucerna while I was there but I will let the Beast pick some up for me this weekend. It was 88 today and we expect to be in the 90's tomorrow. At least it IS cooling down at night. It's 72 at the moment but it's expected to go down to around 65 or less within the next couple of hours. I have my window open and the fan is working away. I will sleep like a baby tonight.
BTW....Mustachio's surgery went well. He was surprised that they DID put him under for it. He said one minute they were asking him how he felt and the next he woke up with a flexible cast on his arm. It took the whole day and a few hours into late night before all the anesthetics wore off. Yes, he has pain but the nerve that was released will take a few days to recover. It may take a few months for it to recover completely from the damage that first cast caused. TY all for your prayers. Now it's just a *wait and see* time for us.
Love you all. Be kind to one another. Life is short. ***Hugs***
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
No Word Yet From Mustachio......
Tomorrow is the day I go for my pre-op. I really am NOT looking forward to the *op* part. I know what to expect. I will be cut from mid calf on the inside of my leg clear up to mid-belly. No one in their right mind would be eager for that! It took me so long to heal. *Sigh* It wouldn't be so bad if the Beast were better at nurturing but he will let me just stay in my room and never even ask if I would like some ice water or a cup of coffee. That's what he did to me the last time. Even after 2-1/2 years, my memories of that time are not fun ones.
Mustachio had his surgery this morning. His doctor told him it would take approximately 3 hours and I figured he would have to spend some time in recovery before they let him go home. One of his buddies was driving him there and was taking him home afterward. When we talked on the phone last night, I told him that I knew he would need to rest once he got home and just chill out for a bit. He promised to call me this evening but we didn't set a time. I have no idea when I will hear from him but I am keeping my fingers crossed that everything went all right. He needs to regain the full use of the hand.
I am setting my hopes on the fact that his doctor is one of the best doctors in the country for hand problems. He did the first hand transplant or reattachment that was successful. He has an amazing reputation and I am crossing my fingers that it is deserved and Mustachio gets the full benefit of it.
The Beast spent the day just resting and trying to get over the past week's activity. I told you he ruined his *Sunday-go-to-meeting* shoes due to his dragging his left foot, right? He MUST have been tired of all the walking since it gets worse when he's tired. The shoes were like new when he left. Now they look like they are a few years old and barely worth throwing out. He picked up a new pair when he was in NC at his aunt's house.
Did I tell you his aunt's health has really deteriorated? Her Parkinson's is really bad and all four limbs shake like crazy. Plus they had to put a stomach tube in her because the same nerves that control her ability to swallow are affected by her Parkinson's. Three times a day, his cousin has to use a special funnel to pour in a liquid nourishment for her and they told Auntie M that she has to have the tube for a minimum of three months due to the probability of an infection if they try to take it out sooner. Auntie M keeps yelling that it is coming out NOW! She's 94 come September and, knowing her, she has to HATE what he life has become.
Her shaking is so bad that the Beast tried to make her laugh by telling her that he was going to drive her down to Lowe's and get her a job as a paint shaker. She DID laugh at that idea. He's also fairly certain that Auntie M is more than likely going to die soon. She is just miserable with what is going on and says she misses her hubby and is looking forward to seeing him in Heaven soon. His cousin hates when she talks like that but the woman doesn't live in real life nor does she want to admit that her mother is miserable the way she is. And there's no hope for improvement. I'm glad that the Beast and his sister got to see her this time since it is more than likely the last time he will see her.
The Beast doesn't do illness very well and it makes him uncomfortable. That's why he pretty much stays away from me when I am recuperating from any major surgery or illness. He damn near let me die when I had the flu a couple years back. I could barely crawl to the bathroom to pee and it was the only way I got any water to drink during the three days I was sick as a dog. When I told him he had to have been hoping I would die by the way he never even asked me if I wanted water or some soup, he said, *I know how you like to be left alone when you don't feel well.* Yeah, sure!
He just shut the bedroom door and had the TV on so loud, he couldn't hear me when I tried to call him. That is how he *handles* such things. But, oh, how different it is when HE is sick! He pisses and moans and groans and becomes as demanding as a baby. He whines and wants to be waited on hand and foot. I really get tired of it since he is so bad about returning the favor. Plus, he really is never THAT sick. Know what I mean? I guess it's a *man thing* since other wives have pretty much the same kind of complaint.
Oh well. Hope you had a great Hump Day. The Beast threw out the boxes I had piled up with nary a complaint. Why not? We had almost no garbage this week and it didn't even fill up the trash container. He threw them in and wheeled out the container last night so it would be picked up this morning. That was the extent of the work he did other than wheeling in the empty container this morning when he went out to drop off his clothes at the cleaners and fill up the Prius with gas. Then he came home and chilled for the rest of the day. After he took his bath, he had me rub on some ointment on his left shoulder since he said it was stiff and painful.
Love you all. Be good and be kind to everyone. ***Hugs***
Mustachio had his surgery this morning. His doctor told him it would take approximately 3 hours and I figured he would have to spend some time in recovery before they let him go home. One of his buddies was driving him there and was taking him home afterward. When we talked on the phone last night, I told him that I knew he would need to rest once he got home and just chill out for a bit. He promised to call me this evening but we didn't set a time. I have no idea when I will hear from him but I am keeping my fingers crossed that everything went all right. He needs to regain the full use of the hand.
I am setting my hopes on the fact that his doctor is one of the best doctors in the country for hand problems. He did the first hand transplant or reattachment that was successful. He has an amazing reputation and I am crossing my fingers that it is deserved and Mustachio gets the full benefit of it.
The Beast spent the day just resting and trying to get over the past week's activity. I told you he ruined his *Sunday-go-to-meeting* shoes due to his dragging his left foot, right? He MUST have been tired of all the walking since it gets worse when he's tired. The shoes were like new when he left. Now they look like they are a few years old and barely worth throwing out. He picked up a new pair when he was in NC at his aunt's house.
Did I tell you his aunt's health has really deteriorated? Her Parkinson's is really bad and all four limbs shake like crazy. Plus they had to put a stomach tube in her because the same nerves that control her ability to swallow are affected by her Parkinson's. Three times a day, his cousin has to use a special funnel to pour in a liquid nourishment for her and they told Auntie M that she has to have the tube for a minimum of three months due to the probability of an infection if they try to take it out sooner. Auntie M keeps yelling that it is coming out NOW! She's 94 come September and, knowing her, she has to HATE what he life has become.
Her shaking is so bad that the Beast tried to make her laugh by telling her that he was going to drive her down to Lowe's and get her a job as a paint shaker. She DID laugh at that idea. He's also fairly certain that Auntie M is more than likely going to die soon. She is just miserable with what is going on and says she misses her hubby and is looking forward to seeing him in Heaven soon. His cousin hates when she talks like that but the woman doesn't live in real life nor does she want to admit that her mother is miserable the way she is. And there's no hope for improvement. I'm glad that the Beast and his sister got to see her this time since it is more than likely the last time he will see her.
The Beast doesn't do illness very well and it makes him uncomfortable. That's why he pretty much stays away from me when I am recuperating from any major surgery or illness. He damn near let me die when I had the flu a couple years back. I could barely crawl to the bathroom to pee and it was the only way I got any water to drink during the three days I was sick as a dog. When I told him he had to have been hoping I would die by the way he never even asked me if I wanted water or some soup, he said, *I know how you like to be left alone when you don't feel well.* Yeah, sure!
He just shut the bedroom door and had the TV on so loud, he couldn't hear me when I tried to call him. That is how he *handles* such things. But, oh, how different it is when HE is sick! He pisses and moans and groans and becomes as demanding as a baby. He whines and wants to be waited on hand and foot. I really get tired of it since he is so bad about returning the favor. Plus, he really is never THAT sick. Know what I mean? I guess it's a *man thing* since other wives have pretty much the same kind of complaint.
Oh well. Hope you had a great Hump Day. The Beast threw out the boxes I had piled up with nary a complaint. Why not? We had almost no garbage this week and it didn't even fill up the trash container. He threw them in and wheeled out the container last night so it would be picked up this morning. That was the extent of the work he did other than wheeling in the empty container this morning when he went out to drop off his clothes at the cleaners and fill up the Prius with gas. Then he came home and chilled for the rest of the day. After he took his bath, he had me rub on some ointment on his left shoulder since he said it was stiff and painful.
Love you all. Be good and be kind to everyone. ***Hugs***
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