My house is sooooo clean. Don't you just hate it when people spell "so" -- "sooooo" -- for emphasis? I could have bolded it, italicized it, underlined it (the word "so" that is), but instead I opted for spelling it incorrectly to draw attention to just how wonderful it is to have a clean house.
It took my happy helper two weeks to get it completed, but it's done. She'll be back in two weeks to do the usual stuff. I am so glad when the house is clean and it smells to nice. I even had her clean out the front door area of spiders! So you can come visit me (please call first) and you'll be greeted with a clean entry way on both sides of the door. Yippee!
I'm still recovering from one of the most wonderful family times I can recall. But I'm so glad I was able to have the children and grandchildren all together. It's such a rare occasion, and God surely blessed me with my children and the children he gave to my children.
Need to pray more for Phil. God help him to find the job you have for him. And, I wouldn't mind, if God allowed them to stay in the Cincinnati area.
ttfn
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Boy am I glad
I'm so glad we went to the "home hospital supply" store. The new walker is working well, and it kept me standing throughout the pool opening day, aiding my walking down to the pool and back two times. Let me explain. I went down for brunch -- trip no. 1. The pool opening was after brunch. I stuck around for that. Then I stayed for an hour or so just chatting with the neighbors. The pool water was too cold for me, and I hadn't slept at all the night before, so I went home and took a short nap before I got my dish ready for the evening dinner -- thus trip no. 2.
I figured with all that walking and standing I'd be really sore, and I prayed that wouldn't be, because on Sunday we were having our family Memorial Day picnic -- and 40th birthday celebration for my son, Phil. I also prayed that the predicted rain would hold off until after we finished with the picnic. The Lord blessed us and we had our picnic. I was able, once again with the aid of the walker, to enjoy the day, figuring I'd really be sore on Monday.
Monday dawned, and my grandson Dan woke us at 7:30 a.m. He's an early riser. I got up, made coffee, took my meds (I could barely walk) and waited for them to kick in. I was able to get breakfast made. Took a trip to the pool with the children -- it rained the whole time they were swimming, but it didn't bother them -- and then came home and made lunch. After lunch Becky and her family left, and I crashed. I hurt so bad. I still hurt really bad. I wonder how long it will take to get back into a mode where I can walk aided and not hurt like I do today.
We'll see.
Alan is loving MY chair. I've only gotten to sit in it once since it got into the house. I am now relegated to his recliner, which is okay, but it's a little large for me. The head rest is too high, and the foot rest is too low, but I manage. Basically, I just use it as a chair, not as a recliner. Now, MY chair, I recline all the way back. At least I did the one time I used it.
Time now, to get the clean clothes out of the drier and the ones in the washer into the drier. Laundry -- does it ever end?
I figured with all that walking and standing I'd be really sore, and I prayed that wouldn't be, because on Sunday we were having our family Memorial Day picnic -- and 40th birthday celebration for my son, Phil. I also prayed that the predicted rain would hold off until after we finished with the picnic. The Lord blessed us and we had our picnic. I was able, once again with the aid of the walker, to enjoy the day, figuring I'd really be sore on Monday.
Monday dawned, and my grandson Dan woke us at 7:30 a.m. He's an early riser. I got up, made coffee, took my meds (I could barely walk) and waited for them to kick in. I was able to get breakfast made. Took a trip to the pool with the children -- it rained the whole time they were swimming, but it didn't bother them -- and then came home and made lunch. After lunch Becky and her family left, and I crashed. I hurt so bad. I still hurt really bad. I wonder how long it will take to get back into a mode where I can walk aided and not hurt like I do today.
We'll see.
Alan is loving MY chair. I've only gotten to sit in it once since it got into the house. I am now relegated to his recliner, which is okay, but it's a little large for me. The head rest is too high, and the foot rest is too low, but I manage. Basically, I just use it as a chair, not as a recliner. Now, MY chair, I recline all the way back. At least I did the one time I used it.
Time now, to get the clean clothes out of the drier and the ones in the washer into the drier. Laundry -- does it ever end?
Friday, May 22, 2009
Hospital central
Well, not really. But it feels that way. All that paraphernalia we bought the last time I wrote.
The chair arrived and was set up by the techs who brought it. It was all explained to us, and I sat in it, tested it, and I love it. In fact, it's the first chair I've ever been able to sleep in. I sat in the chair to read yesterday, and feel asleep, quite quickly, I might add. But...
Since then, after I woke up and started dinner Alan decided he wanted to sit in MY chair. That was okay with me. After dinner, since we don't like the same TV programs, I opted to watch TV in our bedroom, and he stayed in MY chair. He likes it better than his, I'm afraid. So, I have a feeling I'm going to be relegated to his chair, which really doesn't fit me well. The headrest is too high for my short stature, and the foot rest hits me mid-back of the leg, which if I'm having any fibromyalgia problems really, really hurts.
I don't care really. As long as he's comfortable. He's the one that has more comfort problems than I. We also bought him a donut pillow, but it's all covered with material so you can't tell it's a donut pillow, which I thought was a neat idea. That seems to be alleviating his tail bone pain immensely. In fact, yesterday, he was not hurting in that area of his back at all.
Today, he woke up and complained that his kidneys were bothering him. That could be for several reasons -- yesterday he moved a lot of things to get read for the chair, including vacuuming with both the big vacuum and the hand-held vacuum. I figured I'd leave it until the dear soul that cleans for me comes next week. He also cleared out all the old newspapers and put them in his office somewhere. I haven't found them, so I assume they're in the closet.
So that could be the cause of his back problem. Also, it took almost two weeks to get a prescription filled and it was for a pill that he needs for his kidneys. He started taking those meds again yesterday. We'll see what happens. He's really concerned that he won't be able to participate in the pool opening, the Memorial Day ceremony, and worst of all he won't be able to go to the family gathering on Monday. If I have to wheel him there, he's going! I'll have Quinn to help me, also. I think he can be PERSUADED to go.
So, that's my life up till now. I love the chair. The walker is amazing -- it's unbelievable how having something that pushes so easily and yet keeps me from falling has helped my knees. And I'm almost down to using just the cane all the time, instead of the walker. When the knees start bothering me, I head for the walker. When the knees are fine, I use the cane.
So, from hospital central, I wish you all a happy Memorial Day. Don't forget to pray for our troops, okay? And pray for the families of those who have given their lives for our country.
ttfn
The chair arrived and was set up by the techs who brought it. It was all explained to us, and I sat in it, tested it, and I love it. In fact, it's the first chair I've ever been able to sleep in. I sat in the chair to read yesterday, and feel asleep, quite quickly, I might add. But...
Since then, after I woke up and started dinner Alan decided he wanted to sit in MY chair. That was okay with me. After dinner, since we don't like the same TV programs, I opted to watch TV in our bedroom, and he stayed in MY chair. He likes it better than his, I'm afraid. So, I have a feeling I'm going to be relegated to his chair, which really doesn't fit me well. The headrest is too high for my short stature, and the foot rest hits me mid-back of the leg, which if I'm having any fibromyalgia problems really, really hurts.
I don't care really. As long as he's comfortable. He's the one that has more comfort problems than I. We also bought him a donut pillow, but it's all covered with material so you can't tell it's a donut pillow, which I thought was a neat idea. That seems to be alleviating his tail bone pain immensely. In fact, yesterday, he was not hurting in that area of his back at all.
Today, he woke up and complained that his kidneys were bothering him. That could be for several reasons -- yesterday he moved a lot of things to get read for the chair, including vacuuming with both the big vacuum and the hand-held vacuum. I figured I'd leave it until the dear soul that cleans for me comes next week. He also cleared out all the old newspapers and put them in his office somewhere. I haven't found them, so I assume they're in the closet.
So that could be the cause of his back problem. Also, it took almost two weeks to get a prescription filled and it was for a pill that he needs for his kidneys. He started taking those meds again yesterday. We'll see what happens. He's really concerned that he won't be able to participate in the pool opening, the Memorial Day ceremony, and worst of all he won't be able to go to the family gathering on Monday. If I have to wheel him there, he's going! I'll have Quinn to help me, also. I think he can be PERSUADED to go.
So, that's my life up till now. I love the chair. The walker is amazing -- it's unbelievable how having something that pushes so easily and yet keeps me from falling has helped my knees. And I'm almost down to using just the cane all the time, instead of the walker. When the knees start bothering me, I head for the walker. When the knees are fine, I use the cane.
So, from hospital central, I wish you all a happy Memorial Day. Don't forget to pray for our troops, okay? And pray for the families of those who have given their lives for our country.
ttfn
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Date day
Alan and I don't have date nights. We'd fall asleep. Oh, we go out to dinner rarely, but after that we head home and basically wipe out. So we have our dates during the day.
Today was the first date day we've had since before Christmas. We usually go to see a movie then out to dinner -- see? -- backwards. Well, we went to see the new Star Trek movie and I found it very enjoyable, if not a little bit evolutionary and new agey. I could overlook those items because basically it was a nice movie. No sex, one bad word. It was enjoyable. But my poor husband, whose concentration is just not doing it these days, didn't get the plot at all until I explained it to him. I won't tell it here because some one reading this BLOG might not yet have seen this film.
After the movie we had decided to go to a medical supply place and get me a new walker. Yes, I got a cadillac of walkers and am so glad I did. It has a seat, a basket, and four wheels instead of two and those things you have to put cut-up tennis balls on. My previous walker gave out in the Bahamas about three weeks ago. I also got a new cane, as my cane also wore out on that trip. It was made of wood, and broke. Not a good thing.
And -- ta da -- we got a pop-up chair for me, although I'll bet that Alan uses it more than I. It's leather, and it was half price -- not because it was a floor model or anything, it's just the model has been discontinued and they were getting rid of them. And if Medicare comes through, we'll really be getting the chair on the cheap. Yes!!!!
In fact, we went to a store which I didn't even know existed until today. I thought it was a medical building, but it was a medical supply store located just outside the theater where we saw Star Trek; and the prices in this particular store were better than the prices at Walgreen's and CVS. So, we bought what we though we needed.
Alan really wanted to get a chair that you sit in and the remote control on the arm gets you around. I don't want to go there yet. I need to exercise my legs and so does he, and I'm afraid if we get one of those chairs, neither of us would get enough exercise. We already have one for the outdoors, and that's good enough I think. He also wanted to get a wheel chair which isn't a wheel chair. It's more like a stroller for adults, and it holds up to 500 pounds. I talked him out of that. Unless and until we travel again we don't need it, and if and when we both travel again, we can run down the street (the store is only a mile away) and get the adult carriage. :)
Did we go out to eat? No. By the time we had gone to the movie and the store, I really didn't want to go out to eat, nor did Alan. I had put left-over roasted chicken in the crock pot this morning thinking I'd freeze it for soup so instead of freezing the chicken and juices, I just popped some veggies into crock pot and some noodles, and that's what we ate. I have to admit, and so did Alan, it was very good, and very filling.
Well, I guess that gets me caught up for another week. Alan is still hacking away -- will it ever end? I certainly hope so.
ttfn.
Today was the first date day we've had since before Christmas. We usually go to see a movie then out to dinner -- see? -- backwards. Well, we went to see the new Star Trek movie and I found it very enjoyable, if not a little bit evolutionary and new agey. I could overlook those items because basically it was a nice movie. No sex, one bad word. It was enjoyable. But my poor husband, whose concentration is just not doing it these days, didn't get the plot at all until I explained it to him. I won't tell it here because some one reading this BLOG might not yet have seen this film.
After the movie we had decided to go to a medical supply place and get me a new walker. Yes, I got a cadillac of walkers and am so glad I did. It has a seat, a basket, and four wheels instead of two and those things you have to put cut-up tennis balls on. My previous walker gave out in the Bahamas about three weeks ago. I also got a new cane, as my cane also wore out on that trip. It was made of wood, and broke. Not a good thing.
And -- ta da -- we got a pop-up chair for me, although I'll bet that Alan uses it more than I. It's leather, and it was half price -- not because it was a floor model or anything, it's just the model has been discontinued and they were getting rid of them. And if Medicare comes through, we'll really be getting the chair on the cheap. Yes!!!!
In fact, we went to a store which I didn't even know existed until today. I thought it was a medical building, but it was a medical supply store located just outside the theater where we saw Star Trek; and the prices in this particular store were better than the prices at Walgreen's and CVS. So, we bought what we though we needed.
Alan really wanted to get a chair that you sit in and the remote control on the arm gets you around. I don't want to go there yet. I need to exercise my legs and so does he, and I'm afraid if we get one of those chairs, neither of us would get enough exercise. We already have one for the outdoors, and that's good enough I think. He also wanted to get a wheel chair which isn't a wheel chair. It's more like a stroller for adults, and it holds up to 500 pounds. I talked him out of that. Unless and until we travel again we don't need it, and if and when we both travel again, we can run down the street (the store is only a mile away) and get the adult carriage. :)
Did we go out to eat? No. By the time we had gone to the movie and the store, I really didn't want to go out to eat, nor did Alan. I had put left-over roasted chicken in the crock pot this morning thinking I'd freeze it for soup so instead of freezing the chicken and juices, I just popped some veggies into crock pot and some noodles, and that's what we ate. I have to admit, and so did Alan, it was very good, and very filling.
Well, I guess that gets me caught up for another week. Alan is still hacking away -- will it ever end? I certainly hope so.
ttfn.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Finally....
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Dan acting silly. He'll be 11 tomorrow. Happy birthday, Dan!.jpg)
Annie, looking beautiful as always. Here she is dressed to the nines in scarves and more scarves..jpg)
And Gracie is dressed in a one-size Pancho I purchased in Antigua which is full of rhinestones and just a LITTLE big for her, but she was having a good time, and that's what's important. Her sweetness and beauty just shine from her..jpg)
The girls before they were "finished" dressing.Well, Becky came to visit yesterday and the girls played dress-up and tea party. I got a few pictures of them, while Dan was not so cooperative. He's almost 11 and really doesn't like to (1) be hugged, or (2) have his picture taken, but I got him to "act" out for the camera.
I took Alan to the eye doctor today for an exam, his eye is still healing, and while they did the eye exam, they invited him back in 4 weeks to see if the Rx has changed at all, if not, they'll order him glasses. He can see 20/30 without the glasses in his left eye. His right, which the first eye on which he had the cornea transplant, needs to be corrected with glasses as well, but we're waiting for the left eye to heal altogether so we only have to pay for one pair.
His "cold" is better than it was, but he's still hacking a lot, just not as violently as before. My knees are standing better than they were, and the past two days (Saturday and Sunday) were a delight, and I praise God I was able to enjoy the two family visits. It was such a blessing to have my children with me the past two days.
ttfn
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Okay, I had to add Grandchildren, Part 3
Jack looks like little Shandon used to look in this picture. Every time I look at him, I see another of his siblings. So, when he gets to be a year, maybe he'll resemble some other family member, not all of them as he seems to do at this point. 
Ellie looks so happy. She wouldn't let me get a picture of her in her pretty pink dress. I did get a picture of her hair-do. She was wearing the cutest pony tail holders. You can't see them in this picture, but they were curled ribbon in the colors of her dress -- pink, yellow, and orange.
Here you can see her pony-tail holders better. I just had to get a picture of her "do." She was pulling at it, so you can see some of it has come loose. But when she came in the pony tails were in perfect condition.
That's it. I'm finished with bragging rights for today.
ttfn
Grandchildren pictures -- Part 2
Here Jack looks like Cyndi as a baby.
Here Jack looks like Jonah as a baby.
Toria looks like her mom, and Ellie looks like her daddy.
Top two pictures are of Jack, at six weeks. I put in the age so I won't forget it when I go back to these pictures.
Bottom picture is Toria (who was having a bad hair day and didn't want her picture taken). She's holding Ellie.
I took 25 pictures, but I won't bore my one follower with all 25. Just to say, I love taking pictures. These will appear in Jack's first year album which I'm going to get really going on next week. I just got a new supply of baby papers and stickers from CM and I'm raring to go with that project.
Aside: My sis called me today and we talked for over an hour. Good thing we both have that phone program where long-distance is not charged by the minute. At least there is one thing in this world that is less expensive than it was when I was growing up.
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