Garry told me about his roomie today. I was always wondering about him...something was off.
When Garry was in the hospital the last time he had the best roomie...and that made the time go faster and he had someone to talk to...but this guy was always ... a little off. He always watches me if the curtain is open when am visiting...so I close it.
Today Garry told me this guy jerks off all the time...day and night. It is freaking him out. He can hear him. Today when I was visiting the Aides put a tent up around this guys "bottom section" LOL...so nobody could see what he is doing. WTF?
But I'm not surprised because if you spend a lot of time in the hospital sick or just visiting you see it all.
You see the best and the worst of people. In the corridors, on the elevators or on the sidewalk outside. Everyone has a story to tell I am sure. We all come from different backgrounds and religions. Winnipeg is a melting pot of all of that. And I guess some guys that like to jerk off with a fucking feeding tube in their nose...I don't know.
It takes all kinds..
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Hi there.......
Sally asked for the link to the NEW HOUSE BLOG and I put it on the side bar but it's not a direct link. It seems I have had so much on my mind lately I totally forgot how do shit on the blogger side bar.
It is: http://heywhatdoyouwantfornothing.blogspot.com/
Don't ask me how I came up with that address...I tried so many and they were rejected I just decided to be an asshole. As you know I'm good at that.
All the insulation has been done...the drywall was put up last week and now the tapers are in doing there thing. I will be going in again next week to take more pics. Actually I have a few of the insulation but they are pretty boring.
Now we are in selling mode for this house. I have spent countless hours trying to get the back 40 in shape, but its hard this time of year because all the trees are seeding and making such a mess. As for the rest of it ... it has been painted inside and out in the last year or so. De cluttering was done last fall when we thought we might be moving in winter....so not much left to do other than get someone to do all the windows. I used to do them myself, but some of them are so high and need to be taken out to be cleaned. They made stupid windows 25 years ago.
I still have junk that needs hauling...but that will stay until we sell the house...or it would be empty..LOL.
We will start anew. Only keeping our family treasures, furniture, plants and accessories we still like...and the our Penny Loafer. And yeahhhhh all my computer shit. Even my old Dell. Gord says we don't have to take her and I can get a new one....I have my eye on the touch screen HP...(Dellie don't be reading this...momma is just making a joke).
Bro is still improving. He even went out for a wheel chair ride last night with his daughter in the hospital. He still has to be watched with food....because he was intubed for so long he has problems swallowing. But I think he will be on solids very soon. Because he has been bed ridden so long he has "lost his legs" so to speak and they do Physio on him now. He is in a room right in front of the nurses station with another man who are "runners." And have an Aide watching them all the time.
But I think he has figured all this out and realized that he can't just get up and go anymore. His has been tied down for almost a month because he was tearing off his tubes etc...we didn't think he knew that when he was so out of it...but he did. He talks about it. But he wouldn't be here if they hadn't done that. It's so hard to explain so someone who just wants to go home.
He asked me yesterday the date of his daughters Wedding Social. (we have pre wedding socials in Canada) and they are fun.......and I said June 18th. and he said ..I have to be there... So he is thinking positive and wants to be there for her. Even he he can't go home by then I think he will be able to get a pass to be there.
Our wedding socials are great....people buy tickets for about 10 bucks a piece ...All their friends and family are invited to go to a hall and dance the night away....with ole fashioned food...Winnipeg Rye Bread, Salami, Kobasa, cheese, chips, and pickles. Lets not forget the booze... Everyone pays for their own booze and then they have different draws all night for prizes. What ever is left over from this goes to the bride and groom. We had one when we got married... I loved it. It's done a little differently today. In my day it was supposed to be a surprise social....now the couple puts it on themselves. It helps to to pay for the wedding. And that is why it was done in the first place. It's just a start for them, as it was for us.
So I am looking forward to this...and hope all will go well.
It is: http://heywhatdoyouwantfornothing.blogspot.com/
Don't ask me how I came up with that address...I tried so many and they were rejected I just decided to be an asshole. As you know I'm good at that.
All the insulation has been done...the drywall was put up last week and now the tapers are in doing there thing. I will be going in again next week to take more pics. Actually I have a few of the insulation but they are pretty boring.
Now we are in selling mode for this house. I have spent countless hours trying to get the back 40 in shape, but its hard this time of year because all the trees are seeding and making such a mess. As for the rest of it ... it has been painted inside and out in the last year or so. De cluttering was done last fall when we thought we might be moving in winter....so not much left to do other than get someone to do all the windows. I used to do them myself, but some of them are so high and need to be taken out to be cleaned. They made stupid windows 25 years ago.
I still have junk that needs hauling...but that will stay until we sell the house...or it would be empty..LOL.
We will start anew. Only keeping our family treasures, furniture, plants and accessories we still like...and the our Penny Loafer. And yeahhhhh all my computer shit. Even my old Dell. Gord says we don't have to take her and I can get a new one....I have my eye on the touch screen HP...(Dellie don't be reading this...momma is just making a joke).
Bro is still improving. He even went out for a wheel chair ride last night with his daughter in the hospital. He still has to be watched with food....because he was intubed for so long he has problems swallowing. But I think he will be on solids very soon. Because he has been bed ridden so long he has "lost his legs" so to speak and they do Physio on him now. He is in a room right in front of the nurses station with another man who are "runners." And have an Aide watching them all the time.
But I think he has figured all this out and realized that he can't just get up and go anymore. His has been tied down for almost a month because he was tearing off his tubes etc...we didn't think he knew that when he was so out of it...but he did. He talks about it. But he wouldn't be here if they hadn't done that. It's so hard to explain so someone who just wants to go home.
He asked me yesterday the date of his daughters Wedding Social. (we have pre wedding socials in Canada) and they are fun.......and I said June 18th. and he said ..I have to be there... So he is thinking positive and wants to be there for her. Even he he can't go home by then I think he will be able to get a pass to be there.
Our wedding socials are great....people buy tickets for about 10 bucks a piece ...All their friends and family are invited to go to a hall and dance the night away....with ole fashioned food...Winnipeg Rye Bread, Salami, Kobasa, cheese, chips, and pickles. Lets not forget the booze... Everyone pays for their own booze and then they have different draws all night for prizes. What ever is left over from this goes to the bride and groom. We had one when we got married... I loved it. It's done a little differently today. In my day it was supposed to be a surprise social....now the couple puts it on themselves. It helps to to pay for the wedding. And that is why it was done in the first place. It's just a start for them, as it was for us.
So I am looking forward to this...and hope all will go well.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Today he was himself
He did that the first time he was in the hospital.
I went to see him today and he was his own self. He was my bro again.
Thanks again for all your stuff. This is getting so old. I can count the wrinkles on my face...that little bugger did to me..
We will just carry on.
balonie
I went to see him today and he was his own self. He was my bro again.
Thanks again for all your stuff. This is getting so old. I can count the wrinkles on my face...that little bugger did to me..
We will just carry on.
balonie
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
It is what it is.
I am taking a break. I have to get on with my life.
I may regret saying this but after talking to him on Monday when he was lucid...he was a total prick. He may be depressed but the things he said to me were hurtful. He is rude to all the staff in the hospital. He did that the last time he was in as well.
He kept on saying "we don't want him." He just wanted to go home. Nothing we said would help. But this time he said he just wanted to die because everyone thinks he is a mental case.. Then he told his wife to fuck off when she tried to explain to him that he needed to be able to walk and eat properly before he could be released. I think..he thinks he we will put him in a mental ward or something......
I don't know where all this is coming from....but if he keeps on acting this way..they might just do that.
I have to go back tomorrow...it's been two days off for me....
I'm not looking forward to it.
I may regret saying this but after talking to him on Monday when he was lucid...he was a total prick. He may be depressed but the things he said to me were hurtful. He is rude to all the staff in the hospital. He did that the last time he was in as well.
He kept on saying "we don't want him." He just wanted to go home. Nothing we said would help. But this time he said he just wanted to die because everyone thinks he is a mental case.. Then he told his wife to fuck off when she tried to explain to him that he needed to be able to walk and eat properly before he could be released. I think..he thinks he we will put him in a mental ward or something......
I don't know where all this is coming from....but if he keeps on acting this way..they might just do that.
I have to go back tomorrow...it's been two days off for me....
I'm not looking forward to it.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Just another day ...but another day is good.
I wish I didn't have to write my blog everyday with sadness. I am not always sad. One of the days I don't visit my brother I am happy. Which is every second day. I get on with my life. But one the day I have to go and look at what's happening to him...is very freaking sad.
Today the entire ICU developed some kind of infection....I had to wear a gown and gloves etc. and he had a huge rash on his ass. Something to do with fecal matter....don't ask. It spread though the ICU.
WTF....if his big fat loving heart doesn't fail him....an ass rash just might. It never ends.
SIL spent a lot of time together today after we left the ICU and went to the park and just talked. I could tell she needed to get a lot off of her mind. We both did. We talked and it felt good to know how we both felt. She has a heavy load on her.
What I probably haven't told you was that she foster's little FAS babies for Child and Family Services. She had done that for awhile. Hmmm yes I think I did...but anyway.....
A few days after Garry was in the hospital she had Child and Family Services get her some respite so she could get to see Garry. On the Sunday when she went to pick them up from the respite home....little Noah had died.
There were ambulances and fire trucks all around the house and she didn't know what was going on. Apparently little guys like that are likely to die of "crib death"...I know there is a better word for that...but I can't think of it now. And that is what happened...on top of everything else. She loved those little guys. The other one is now in another foster home. How much worse could this have got......we were devastated. He was such a cute little guy ... and I got to meet him at Easter at our dinner at their house.
She is now missing her babies she loved so much and Garry....and has to go home every day after visiting hours to an empty home. Her kids are right behind her doing what they can.....but I could see today when we were talking how much her life has changed....and she is scared silly. And so am I.
It is always harder on the the family than it is the patient sometimes...because he doesn't quite get it...Sometimes I'm thankful he doesn't.
Today the entire ICU developed some kind of infection....I had to wear a gown and gloves etc. and he had a huge rash on his ass. Something to do with fecal matter....don't ask. It spread though the ICU.
WTF....if his big fat loving heart doesn't fail him....an ass rash just might. It never ends.
SIL spent a lot of time together today after we left the ICU and went to the park and just talked. I could tell she needed to get a lot off of her mind. We both did. We talked and it felt good to know how we both felt. She has a heavy load on her.
What I probably haven't told you was that she foster's little FAS babies for Child and Family Services. She had done that for awhile. Hmmm yes I think I did...but anyway.....
A few days after Garry was in the hospital she had Child and Family Services get her some respite so she could get to see Garry. On the Sunday when she went to pick them up from the respite home....little Noah had died.
There were ambulances and fire trucks all around the house and she didn't know what was going on. Apparently little guys like that are likely to die of "crib death"...I know there is a better word for that...but I can't think of it now. And that is what happened...on top of everything else. She loved those little guys. The other one is now in another foster home. How much worse could this have got......we were devastated. He was such a cute little guy ... and I got to meet him at Easter at our dinner at their house.
She is now missing her babies she loved so much and Garry....and has to go home every day after visiting hours to an empty home. Her kids are right behind her doing what they can.....but I could see today when we were talking how much her life has changed....and she is scared silly. And so am I.
It is always harder on the the family than it is the patient sometimes...because he doesn't quite get it...Sometimes I'm thankful he doesn't.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Hello
Sorry for not posting for awhile... it's been pretty stressful. Bro went into cardiac arrest after he was released from ICU into a ward. Some how his food tube became dislodged and sent the food into his lungs...yeah. He was doing really good there, but something went wrong. He is now back in the ICU and we are starting this crap all over again.
Today they took him off the ventilator and he is breathing on his own. They had to drain all the that shit out of his lungs first. God only knows how much damage that did to his heart and lungs. He was awake yesterday and I got to talk to him several times ..but he is so weak and is still coming out of this second event.
Will fill you in this weekend....I'm so tired all the time...just from thinking. I just want to sleep and not think.
Joan
Today they took him off the ventilator and he is breathing on his own. They had to drain all the that shit out of his lungs first. God only knows how much damage that did to his heart and lungs. He was awake yesterday and I got to talk to him several times ..but he is so weak and is still coming out of this second event.
Will fill you in this weekend....I'm so tired all the time...just from thinking. I just want to sleep and not think.
Joan
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
I have to write this quick
Explorer keeps knocking me off here. I wrote the longest post yesterday only to find that blogger saw no need for me to keep in touch either. Bastards..
Quick update: Bro is still in limbo. He is awake, but still very tired. I have been there 3 times now and he has been asleep and I can't wake him up. I always manage to come after he has had visitors and that tuckers him out. For me..it is a long journey to the hospital because it is on the other side of city...so when he was stabilized I only go every two days. His family keeps me up to date when I don't go that day. It is so disappointing to just have to sit there and watch him snore. I left a message on our family board in his room that I have been there....but hey...I want to hear his voice. Tomorrow. Hopefully he will be awake...or I might have to set a firecracker under his ass.
In my long winded post yesterday I was telling you about Hospital Parkades. We call any parking facility over two stories a Parkade. So keep that in mind. Long story short:
In the last week and a half I have learned a lot of stuff .....
I have lost my truck and wandered around a parkade this very scary part of town trying to find it.
Elevators don't always take you to where you are going. And sometimes they don't even open up.
Always carry lots of change .. or a credit card because you will never get out of the parkade without it. 3 bucks for half an hour. Make sure you tell the person you are visiting you care alot about them in a hurry unless you want to hit the 6.00 dollar mark.
Always ... look around you in the parkade it's a pretty scary place. Especially downtown like this one is.
Parking is the pits my friends. On Friday I had to park on the highest level of the freaking Parkade. Level #5. The level of the devil. When SIL and I were in my Bro's room which overlooks the parkade I told her we could see my truck from there. I was all ..hey...look there is my truck! Garry was still sleeping at that time. So there was not much else to talk about.
I left before she did....and apparently she saw me on the 5th. level wandering around looking for my fucking truck. I'm sure she was laughing.... it wasn't there....the truck I was looking at from the hospital window was another black SUV...but not mine. To make this story shorter and a little less embarrassing...I found it on the 4th. floor. But that came at some cost. Okay the story will be a little longer...
While of the 5th. floor floundering around like a big ole beached whale looking for my beloved rusty ole truck ... I spotted an elevator at the far end. NOT the elevator I took up there. This was a new shiny elevator. I was a little sceptical at first but I hopped in and decided to go back to the 1st. floor and find the bread crumbs I had left on my path to the 5th. floor when I first started my journey. I entered #1 and as I started down I realized I must be at a different part of the huge hospital system....this elevator had windows and I could see the street below. (SIL saw me in the elevator too..haaa)...but when I got to the the 1st. floor the door would not open. Dear God....I was beside myself with all this bullshit...I just wanted to sit down and cry. But instead of trying to get help I punched all the floors from 2-5 and it went back up one floor at a time. My reasoning was it had to stop at least one of these floors and open... It.did.not. Here I was again...on the fucking 5th floor...and the door would not open. I punched #1 again ... and down I went again. As I was sitting on the ground level ... and thanking God for not letting me get thrown down the elevator shaft in the basement ... I was so upset I couldn't even find the panic button. I decided to punch #1 again.... and the DOOR OPENED. I ran out of the building.
I ran over a few people in wheelchairs...wiped out a few on walkers...sideswiped a few who were having a smoke in front of the building. I found the cross walk back to the Parkade...put on my thinking cap... and figured I was probably parked on the 4th floor. This time I did not take the elevator...I took the stairs. I found my baby in about 2 minutes. My SIL had witnessed most of this from my brothers room. I'm pretty sure that is why she never let me babysit the kids when they were young.
Went home and drank a bottle of wine. Smoked a pack of cigs's ...did some LSD...and yeah...just mellowed out. Actually it was more like 2 Tylenol and magic mushroom soup. heh.
Hospitals are stressful enough....but trying to figure out the system is worse. Just a note...next time I go I will write the parking spot number on my ticket. Oh yeah...it's fun getting out of there too. First you have to go to a pay station and present the ticket you got when you came in. (If you can find it) ...nutter story. You stick it in the machine and it yells at you....PLEASE INSERT ALL YOUR ?DOLLARS...and as you are inserting your 100.00 DOLLARS..it keeps telling you to do this over and over ...until you want to kick it's ass. The overhead camera is the only thing that keeps me from coming down the ramp with my SUV after I have paid and taking it out.
I'm going back for more tomorrow. Bro better be awake because I has a lot of stories to tell him. And tomorrow I think I might look for street parking ....which is at a premium.
Don't let me forget to tell you about how I put streaks in my hair today. Why get a professional do what you can fuck up all by yourself?
Anyone want to send me a hat?
Balonie...treading carefully....
Quick update: Bro is still in limbo. He is awake, but still very tired. I have been there 3 times now and he has been asleep and I can't wake him up. I always manage to come after he has had visitors and that tuckers him out. For me..it is a long journey to the hospital because it is on the other side of city...so when he was stabilized I only go every two days. His family keeps me up to date when I don't go that day. It is so disappointing to just have to sit there and watch him snore. I left a message on our family board in his room that I have been there....but hey...I want to hear his voice. Tomorrow. Hopefully he will be awake...or I might have to set a firecracker under his ass.
In my long winded post yesterday I was telling you about Hospital Parkades. We call any parking facility over two stories a Parkade. So keep that in mind. Long story short:
In the last week and a half I have learned a lot of stuff .....
I have lost my truck and wandered around a parkade this very scary part of town trying to find it.
Elevators don't always take you to where you are going. And sometimes they don't even open up.
Always carry lots of change .. or a credit card because you will never get out of the parkade without it. 3 bucks for half an hour. Make sure you tell the person you are visiting you care alot about them in a hurry unless you want to hit the 6.00 dollar mark.
Always ... look around you in the parkade it's a pretty scary place. Especially downtown like this one is.
Parking is the pits my friends. On Friday I had to park on the highest level of the freaking Parkade. Level #5. The level of the devil. When SIL and I were in my Bro's room which overlooks the parkade I told her we could see my truck from there. I was all ..hey...look there is my truck! Garry was still sleeping at that time. So there was not much else to talk about.
I left before she did....and apparently she saw me on the 5th. level wandering around looking for my fucking truck. I'm sure she was laughing.... it wasn't there....the truck I was looking at from the hospital window was another black SUV...but not mine. To make this story shorter and a little less embarrassing...I found it on the 4th. floor. But that came at some cost. Okay the story will be a little longer...
While of the 5th. floor floundering around like a big ole beached whale looking for my beloved rusty ole truck ... I spotted an elevator at the far end. NOT the elevator I took up there. This was a new shiny elevator. I was a little sceptical at first but I hopped in and decided to go back to the 1st. floor and find the bread crumbs I had left on my path to the 5th. floor when I first started my journey. I entered #1 and as I started down I realized I must be at a different part of the huge hospital system....this elevator had windows and I could see the street below. (SIL saw me in the elevator too..haaa)...but when I got to the the 1st. floor the door would not open. Dear God....I was beside myself with all this bullshit...I just wanted to sit down and cry. But instead of trying to get help I punched all the floors from 2-5 and it went back up one floor at a time. My reasoning was it had to stop at least one of these floors and open... It.did.not. Here I was again...on the fucking 5th floor...and the door would not open. I punched #1 again ... and down I went again. As I was sitting on the ground level ... and thanking God for not letting me get thrown down the elevator shaft in the basement ... I was so upset I couldn't even find the panic button. I decided to punch #1 again.... and the DOOR OPENED. I ran out of the building.
I ran over a few people in wheelchairs...wiped out a few on walkers...sideswiped a few who were having a smoke in front of the building. I found the cross walk back to the Parkade...put on my thinking cap... and figured I was probably parked on the 4th floor. This time I did not take the elevator...I took the stairs. I found my baby in about 2 minutes. My SIL had witnessed most of this from my brothers room. I'm pretty sure that is why she never let me babysit the kids when they were young.
Went home and drank a bottle of wine. Smoked a pack of cigs's ...did some LSD...and yeah...just mellowed out. Actually it was more like 2 Tylenol and magic mushroom soup. heh.
Hospitals are stressful enough....but trying to figure out the system is worse. Just a note...next time I go I will write the parking spot number on my ticket. Oh yeah...it's fun getting out of there too. First you have to go to a pay station and present the ticket you got when you came in. (If you can find it) ...nutter story. You stick it in the machine and it yells at you....PLEASE INSERT ALL YOUR ?DOLLARS...and as you are inserting your 100.00 DOLLARS..it keeps telling you to do this over and over ...until you want to kick it's ass. The overhead camera is the only thing that keeps me from coming down the ramp with my SUV after I have paid and taking it out.
I'm going back for more tomorrow. Bro better be awake because I has a lot of stories to tell him. And tomorrow I think I might look for street parking ....which is at a premium.
Don't let me forget to tell you about how I put streaks in my hair today. Why get a professional do what you can fuck up all by yourself?
Anyone want to send me a hat?
Balonie...treading carefully....
Thursday, May 05, 2011
Still touch and go
They were still trying to get him awake when I was in the hospital today. He has almost been weaned off the med's that made him sleep to get all his stuff rested up. For the first time we were encouraged to talk loudly and touch him. And touch him and talk loud...we did. SIL and I went in early afternoon ... only to find my cousin...Garry's best friend was there and he was touching and feeling him...and talking loud. He got him to open his eyes several times. After he left we took over and Joan (yes my SIL is named Joan) not balonie however.... and we started talking to him. Joan took his arm and rubbed it and started talking to him and asked if he could open his eyes....he tried so hard and he got them half open...then off he went again. We kept on doing this for some time and finally his arms and hands started to move. His eyes would open occasionally but he would always drift off. The nurses were all ready for him because they said some people wake up FAST and they get agitated and start pulling out all their tubes so they tied his hands down ... just in case. They want everything to slow and smooth.
When I left I took his arm and rubbed it for awhile...then I asked him to open his beautiful brown eyes ... and he did. Just for a moment. Then I spoke Low German to him and threatened him that if he wasn't awake by tomorrow morning....I would make him eat rabbit shit like I did when we were kids. So I'm hoping that will work. He would have done the same for me.
So tomorrow should give us more news ... and we will proceed from there.
Somebody tape that kid's ears down....and I am really sorry I kicked his baby tooth out. We were fun fighting on the bed.
When I left I took his arm and rubbed it for awhile...then I asked him to open his beautiful brown eyes ... and he did. Just for a moment. Then I spoke Low German to him and threatened him that if he wasn't awake by tomorrow morning....I would make him eat rabbit shit like I did when we were kids. So I'm hoping that will work. He would have done the same for me.
So tomorrow should give us more news ... and we will proceed from there.
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Not too much to report
He is still in ICU. They put him on a ventilator yesterday because he was pulling the mask off every time he felt unable to breathe properly. Then they sedated him because he was very anxious. That helped immensely with his breathing and his heart rate. By the time I left on Friday he had settled down and was breathing pretty good. But on Friday night he started to get agitated again and they thought it would be best to put him on the ventilator. I might be saying this all backwards...but as of today he is still on the vent but of course he started a low grade fever....fuck! The prognosis is that he has Congestive Heart Failure. He has fluid built up around his lungs/heart making breathing very hard.
I pretty much figured that out three weeks ago when he was in there, but they were too busy trying to cope with the blood infection he got after his stent replacement. He had the same kind of breathing problems but they him some kind of drug ( I can't remember the name) to flush it out. And that worked and his breathing became normal. Now.... this time round... I don't know what is going on.
Apparently the best thing is to keep him quite and not to get him going. He has never really seen me there because he has been sleeping when I come and when I go. I would rather see that than what I saw when I got there of Friday when he was trying to catch a breath. It was disturbing.
I didn't go the facebook route with this ...this time ...because it was too serious and I didn't really want people that I barely know .. or are just friends of friends.. that are on my list to get involved. I wanted to keep it low key with my best friends on blogger who I trust and feel comfortable with.
So thank you very much for all your kind words. And to my friend Jude who has gone through this experience many times with her husband ... I keep the words you wrote when Fred was going through all of the same thing in my mind. And Fred is still here....so I take comfort in that.
On another note: It's freaking snowing!!! We have a couple of inches that came down today. Dog is very confused. But of course this is just gives her a reason to piss on the deck. Snow does not = lawn. Snow wins.
Thanks again for listening to my woes.....
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Balonie.......and Doris Day!
I pretty much figured that out three weeks ago when he was in there, but they were too busy trying to cope with the blood infection he got after his stent replacement. He had the same kind of breathing problems but they him some kind of drug ( I can't remember the name) to flush it out. And that worked and his breathing became normal. Now.... this time round... I don't know what is going on.
Apparently the best thing is to keep him quite and not to get him going. He has never really seen me there because he has been sleeping when I come and when I go. I would rather see that than what I saw when I got there of Friday when he was trying to catch a breath. It was disturbing.
I didn't go the facebook route with this ...this time ...because it was too serious and I didn't really want people that I barely know .. or are just friends of friends.. that are on my list to get involved. I wanted to keep it low key with my best friends on blogger who I trust and feel comfortable with.
So thank you very much for all your kind words. And to my friend Jude who has gone through this experience many times with her husband ... I keep the words you wrote when Fred was going through all of the same thing in my mind. And Fred is still here....so I take comfort in that.
On another note: It's freaking snowing!!! We have a couple of inches that came down today. Dog is very confused. But of course this is just gives her a reason to piss on the deck. Snow does not = lawn. Snow wins.
Thanks again for listening to my woes.....
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Balonie.......and Doris Day!
Saturday, April 30, 2011
a note
My bro is in grave condition in the ICU. I haven't said anything because when you type it ... it becomes real.
Joan
Joan
Monday, April 25, 2011
Just a note
Those babies are scheduled to be reunited with their parents. Family services always tries to keep the family together. SIL takes them 3-4-5 times a week to their homes for visits. One family didn't even have a home until last week. The other one will have a home. But.......
My question is.....a normal baby is a handful...imagine a mother who probably is still struggling with alcohol addition trying to be reunited with her child that has FAS? How will she cope.
I didn't expect to see such normal looking children when I went there. Their outward appearance has nothing to do with their fucked up their iddy biddy brains. They are much slower to develop and when they get older they have a very hard time figuring out right from wrong along with a whole lot of other shit.
The one little guy took a long time to focus. He sort of looked spaced out. But once my niece had him on her lap and got his attention by making noises and putting her hair in his face .... he finally centered on her. It took awhile. Then we got a huge toothless grin. He has problems with his hands and feet always twitching and then he scratches his head ... so he still has to wear little baby mittens and be swaddled at night.
I just hope Child and Family Services doesn't give them back to the parents before they and the babies are ready to go. I hear so many horror stories on how people abuse little children with their addictions ..... and I saw the little one's first hand this weekend ... it hit home. The little guys name is Zues. I think I fell in love.
My question is.....a normal baby is a handful...imagine a mother who probably is still struggling with alcohol addition trying to be reunited with her child that has FAS? How will she cope.
I didn't expect to see such normal looking children when I went there. Their outward appearance has nothing to do with their fucked up their iddy biddy brains. They are much slower to develop and when they get older they have a very hard time figuring out right from wrong along with a whole lot of other shit.
The one little guy took a long time to focus. He sort of looked spaced out. But once my niece had him on her lap and got his attention by making noises and putting her hair in his face .... he finally centered on her. It took awhile. Then we got a huge toothless grin. He has problems with his hands and feet always twitching and then he scratches his head ... so he still has to wear little baby mittens and be swaddled at night.
I just hope Child and Family Services doesn't give them back to the parents before they and the babies are ready to go. I hear so many horror stories on how people abuse little children with their addictions ..... and I saw the little one's first hand this weekend ... it hit home. The little guys name is Zues. I think I fell in love.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
We had a really good Easter this year
We were invited to share Easter dinner at my Bro's home...along with his wife's family. It was the best food I have eaten in a long time. Garry's wife Joan is Ukrainian and when they make a meal....it's the real deal. I counted 13 different dishes. Turkey, Dressing, Cranberry sauce, Pickerel (breaded fish), Meatballs with gravy, Ham, Mashed potatoes, then two different Ukraine dishes both were divine... one was rolled up pasta with a whipping cream sauce...and the other was a baked Perishky I think she called it...yum. Holubtsi, Perogies, Ceaser salad, coleslaw, and pickled eggs. I might have missed one or two....yikes....Cheesecake for dessert!!!
I wish I would have taken a picture of the dinner table before the vultures started to circle.
I love listening to Joan and her sister talk about how much their mom used to make for Easter on the farm....apparently they had huge roasters full of all that I just mentioned and more.
It was nice to sit down at the table with a large family around you ... and partake...very nice. I'm still dreaming of the Pickerel fish (walleye) to you Mericans...it was so good.
SIL also fosters little babies with FAS...and I got meet the two little 3 month old tykes yesterday. It is so sad that these beautiful children will never grow up to be normal adults because their mother drank too much.
Happy Easter my friends.
Joan
I wish I would have taken a picture of the dinner table before the vultures started to circle.
I love listening to Joan and her sister talk about how much their mom used to make for Easter on the farm....apparently they had huge roasters full of all that I just mentioned and more.
It was nice to sit down at the table with a large family around you ... and partake...very nice. I'm still dreaming of the Pickerel fish (walleye) to you Mericans...it was so good.
SIL also fosters little babies with FAS...and I got meet the two little 3 month old tykes yesterday. It is so sad that these beautiful children will never grow up to be normal adults because their mother drank too much.
That's my niece holding #1
This is # 2.....they are such good babies....but what will come of them. So very sad.
Happy Easter my friends.
Joan
Thursday, April 21, 2011
It's raining...better than snow...
It always starts to rain before Good Friday and into the next week. It wouldn't be Good Friday if it wasn't gloomy....so I will curl up with a good book and pretend I am still at work and this is a paid holiday. This was the last one I had last year.
You remember that....all my bitching about retirement etc.? Yup ... it has almost been a year now. My attitude has changed dramatically. I was just pissed off that they didn't let me stay until I was 65. It had nothing to do with performance ... only with the logistics that was happening with the company at the time. But I took offence. I was given a time line of my choice when I wanted to leave. I chose the end of April 2010.
At the time I did not realize I had made the smartest choice of my life. Timing was everything.
After all was said and done I have made more money this year that I have ever made in a year of my life.
Sitting here on my bony ass! Bitching about nothing to do..blah blah blah......colour me an ass hat.
Sometimes you just have to put stuff in perspective ...and thank the good Lord for looking after you.
That being said....Gord is spending money on the new house faster than I can cash my checks!! He got a stair lighting system to his Man Cave upstairs.... it lights up as you go up the stairs and when you come down. What will they think of next? Magic.
Just got the carpets cleaned today. They did an excellent job. The carpets look close to new. And it smells so good. All the dog smell and hair is toast. I was expecting their truck that houses the water and crap to explode with dog hair and all that has gone on around here in ten years. Yes...ten. The last time Sears did it they did a shitty job and put a hose through one of our walls. So we haven't had it done since.
I'm going to the new house tomorrow and will take some pic's of what is new there.
Happy Easter to you....and yours....
Joan
You remember that....all my bitching about retirement etc.? Yup ... it has almost been a year now. My attitude has changed dramatically. I was just pissed off that they didn't let me stay until I was 65. It had nothing to do with performance ... only with the logistics that was happening with the company at the time. But I took offence. I was given a time line of my choice when I wanted to leave. I chose the end of April 2010.
At the time I did not realize I had made the smartest choice of my life. Timing was everything.
After all was said and done I have made more money this year that I have ever made in a year of my life.
Sitting here on my bony ass! Bitching about nothing to do..blah blah blah......colour me an ass hat.
Sometimes you just have to put stuff in perspective ...and thank the good Lord for looking after you.
That being said....Gord is spending money on the new house faster than I can cash my checks!! He got a stair lighting system to his Man Cave upstairs.... it lights up as you go up the stairs and when you come down. What will they think of next? Magic.
Just got the carpets cleaned today. They did an excellent job. The carpets look close to new. And it smells so good. All the dog smell and hair is toast. I was expecting their truck that houses the water and crap to explode with dog hair and all that has gone on around here in ten years. Yes...ten. The last time Sears did it they did a shitty job and put a hose through one of our walls. So we haven't had it done since.
I'm going to the new house tomorrow and will take some pic's of what is new there.
Happy Easter to you....and yours....
Joan
Friday, April 15, 2011
Busy busy week
Got all the bookwork done for the accountant. Left it till the last minute again.. yes that is the way I roll.
My goodness I had let everything go around here until today. Did the laundry, cleaned up the kitchen, made a new batch of wine ( I was running short)..cleaned up all the winter dog shit off the back patio, cleaned out my fridge ...whoa...lots of crap in there...did some shopping and now I think I have crossed off everything in my to do list....until tomorrow.
Tomorrow I will be doing a big clean around the house. The guys are coming to do the carpets on Thursday and I want everything done before then. After that I will just clean the windows AGAIN...and it's time to sell. Oh and yeah...we have new guys coming over this year to clean the back 40. Last year they made such a mess of it I had to most of it myself.....I'll be out there with a stick in my hand if they so much as don't rake up a leaf. I will give them my balonie face!
The house is going fine. They put in the wall which holds the 3 sided fireplace and a shelving unit yesterday. I went to see it today, but Gord gave me the wrong key for the house....soo I had to shimmy up the front porch in my velvet pant suit (another story) to look in the window of my own house to see what it looked like. I liked it. I tried the key I had for the back door and it got stuck and I pulled the knob right off...LOL... I t still didn't open. I stuck it back in like I was never there.
Chances of floods in our area are slim.....so that is great.
I just looked out..............it is snowing again!! Shit happens. It will be gone by tomorrow. The birds have been singing so loud these days and making me crazy......and hitting my windows. Mating season seems to let go of their good sense. Most of them sit for bit...look a little dazed and fly off. You wonder if they can remember who their partners were. Or if they mate after that and have brain addled off springs that will hit your window again next year. Hey, what comes around goes around.
I don't let this keep me up a night.....
I had two guys in here to look at our carpets for cleaning this week...and Penny wanted to be their best friend. First she barked at them ... because they were intruders....and then she sniffed them....they wore plastic shoe covers over the shoes to come in the house ..yeah...nice...so she sniffed their plastic shoe covers and found they were not dangerous at all. She did every trick in the book to get their attention while we were discussing what had to be done. She laid down in front of them and looked cute with her belly exposed. Rubbing it was what she wanted but of course the carpet boys didn't want to get sexy with my dog. Then she brought them her fav ball....dropped in front of them 10 times and of course they didn't want to throw it in our house.....plus I was trying to have a conversation with them. Then she pulled out her big one..."sitting pretty".....they couldn't believe a dog could sit on her big fat ass that long. She is a lover that one.
I hope she gets me a discount.
Happy Friday!!!
balonie.............:)
My goodness I had let everything go around here until today. Did the laundry, cleaned up the kitchen, made a new batch of wine ( I was running short)..cleaned up all the winter dog shit off the back patio, cleaned out my fridge ...whoa...lots of crap in there...did some shopping and now I think I have crossed off everything in my to do list....until tomorrow.
Tomorrow I will be doing a big clean around the house. The guys are coming to do the carpets on Thursday and I want everything done before then. After that I will just clean the windows AGAIN...and it's time to sell. Oh and yeah...we have new guys coming over this year to clean the back 40. Last year they made such a mess of it I had to most of it myself.....I'll be out there with a stick in my hand if they so much as don't rake up a leaf. I will give them my balonie face!
The house is going fine. They put in the wall which holds the 3 sided fireplace and a shelving unit yesterday. I went to see it today, but Gord gave me the wrong key for the house....soo I had to shimmy up the front porch in my velvet pant suit (another story) to look in the window of my own house to see what it looked like. I liked it. I tried the key I had for the back door and it got stuck and I pulled the knob right off...LOL... I t still didn't open. I stuck it back in like I was never there.
Chances of floods in our area are slim.....so that is great.
I just looked out..............it is snowing again!! Shit happens. It will be gone by tomorrow. The birds have been singing so loud these days and making me crazy......and hitting my windows. Mating season seems to let go of their good sense. Most of them sit for bit...look a little dazed and fly off. You wonder if they can remember who their partners were. Or if they mate after that and have brain addled off springs that will hit your window again next year. Hey, what comes around goes around.
I don't let this keep me up a night.....
I had two guys in here to look at our carpets for cleaning this week...and Penny wanted to be their best friend. First she barked at them ... because they were intruders....and then she sniffed them....they wore plastic shoe covers over the shoes to come in the house ..yeah...nice...so she sniffed their plastic shoe covers and found they were not dangerous at all. She did every trick in the book to get their attention while we were discussing what had to be done. She laid down in front of them and looked cute with her belly exposed. Rubbing it was what she wanted but of course the carpet boys didn't want to get sexy with my dog. Then she brought them her fav ball....dropped in front of them 10 times and of course they didn't want to throw it in our house.....plus I was trying to have a conversation with them. Then she pulled out her big one..."sitting pretty".....they couldn't believe a dog could sit on her big fat ass that long. She is a lover that one.
I hope she gets me a discount.
Happy Friday!!!
balonie.............:)
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Dat Red River ...she is getting higher and higher
Here we go again in spring trying to fight the mighty Red River which runs through the city. But this time it is affecting us big time because we bought property very close to the mighty Red.
It has all been upgraded to the highest flood levels ever recorded....but still. I see the access road right close to the river is flooded which is about 1/2 a mile from our new house. Too close for comfort.
My BIL has lived on that street for 35 years and he told me to shut up.....heh...yes the river gets high but we are not in any danger because we have the flood way which diverts the water in some kind of system so no flooding will occur. Yes... some flooding will occur before they close the floodgates...and that is what happened today. And low lying properties will still be flooded. Hundreds of sandbaggers will be needed. We are expecting the crest here in about two weeks.
So just let's see what we done got ourselves into!
I'm sure it will be okay....it's just not something we are used to ... living inland like we do now.
Everything has started melt and the back 40 is looking good....except for the dog poop. OMG. Melted dog shit. Puddles of poop. The best thing is that she couldn't get off the downstairs patio bricks to poop because the snow was so high and all the shit is pretty much in one area. She did make a trail or two to the neighbours fence and did some pooping there too...but it is all confined. Tomorrow if all the ice is gone I will take my shit shovel and shovel the shit off the patio ... I can't put it in a bag because the shit has already seen the spring rains and has turned into runny old shit. Now it is old runny shit which I will throw on the lawn as fertilizer...and then she will run through the runny old shit and get it on her paws. But it's funny old frozen shit does not stink. I smelled it. Okay because it was on my boots! I didn't stick my frickin nose in it.
So my theory is: If your dog goes poo poo, pick it up and freeze it for a later date... and no smellies. But if you don't really want to have freezer full of dog shit .... step in it like I do. I put my boots in the freezer.
It's always a trade off ...isn't it.
That made no sense. I'm high on dog shit.
Happy Sunday :)
It has all been upgraded to the highest flood levels ever recorded....but still. I see the access road right close to the river is flooded which is about 1/2 a mile from our new house. Too close for comfort.
My BIL has lived on that street for 35 years and he told me to shut up.....heh...yes the river gets high but we are not in any danger because we have the flood way which diverts the water in some kind of system so no flooding will occur. Yes... some flooding will occur before they close the floodgates...and that is what happened today. And low lying properties will still be flooded. Hundreds of sandbaggers will be needed. We are expecting the crest here in about two weeks.
So just let's see what we done got ourselves into!
I'm sure it will be okay....it's just not something we are used to ... living inland like we do now.
Everything has started melt and the back 40 is looking good....except for the dog poop. OMG. Melted dog shit. Puddles of poop. The best thing is that she couldn't get off the downstairs patio bricks to poop because the snow was so high and all the shit is pretty much in one area. She did make a trail or two to the neighbours fence and did some pooping there too...but it is all confined. Tomorrow if all the ice is gone I will take my shit shovel and shovel the shit off the patio ... I can't put it in a bag because the shit has already seen the spring rains and has turned into runny old shit. Now it is old runny shit which I will throw on the lawn as fertilizer...and then she will run through the runny old shit and get it on her paws. But it's funny old frozen shit does not stink. I smelled it. Okay because it was on my boots! I didn't stick my frickin nose in it.
So my theory is: If your dog goes poo poo, pick it up and freeze it for a later date... and no smellies. But if you don't really want to have freezer full of dog shit .... step in it like I do. I put my boots in the freezer.
It's always a trade off ...isn't it.
That made no sense. I'm high on dog shit.
Happy Sunday :)
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
Just coming down
My bro is safe and sound and at home again. All is well with the world for now.
We are getting busy with the house now. We met with the contractor on Monday and went through all the stuff we were concerned about ...shit that always happens ... to make sure all the electrical is where it is supposed to be because once they start drywalling it gets hard to change. I am confident we have chosen the right brick siding and the stucco colours for the house.
I have gone for long rides to different new housing sites here in the city to look at what is happening today. I have to say I hated most of them. They were all huge houses. Nothing like we are building. But I could see how they were using brick and stucco. It was very interesting.
So I went through it with our decorator and we made a decision. HAAA...then I came home and looked at the samples again ...I changed my mind.... The stucco was too yellow for the brick. I know... Lighting has everything to do with the way you see samples.
So I'm going with my gut feeling about the brick and the stucco. You have to make a decision sometime and right now I think I have got it nailed. I fell in love with the brick siding when I saw the sample.....it looks cottage. That was what I was aiming for. Rustic.
We will use the same brick for our fireplace inside the house.
Off to eat some chicken....
We are getting busy with the house now. We met with the contractor on Monday and went through all the stuff we were concerned about ...shit that always happens ... to make sure all the electrical is where it is supposed to be because once they start drywalling it gets hard to change. I am confident we have chosen the right brick siding and the stucco colours for the house.
I have gone for long rides to different new housing sites here in the city to look at what is happening today. I have to say I hated most of them. They were all huge houses. Nothing like we are building. But I could see how they were using brick and stucco. It was very interesting.
So I went through it with our decorator and we made a decision. HAAA...then I came home and looked at the samples again ...I changed my mind.... The stucco was too yellow for the brick. I know... Lighting has everything to do with the way you see samples.
So I'm going with my gut feeling about the brick and the stucco. You have to make a decision sometime and right now I think I have got it nailed. I fell in love with the brick siding when I saw the sample.....it looks cottage. That was what I was aiming for. Rustic.
We will use the same brick for our fireplace inside the house.
Off to eat some chicken....
Friday, April 01, 2011
LTNSee
My get up and go...got up and said....goodbye.
Just a mixture of my bro being in the hospital and now our house is starting to get built again. Now everything is in a rush. I understand the winter hiatus ...but now suddenly it seems they have just woke up from a long winters nap and we have to scramble with shit that won't even happen until June. It is annoying. I almost forgot about the house over the winter. I lived in my cocoon. Loved it. I'm not rushing anymore. Screw that. We rushed with everything in fall...and nothing happened. We chose everything inside the house except the paint colours .... well how long does it take to go the store and get a freaking can of paint?
Today they are emailing me about the brick siding and other exterior shit....when the house is sitting there with half the wiring and plumbing done. Screw that. Once I see drywall coming up on the interior I will let them know what I want on the outside. I will not be rushed. They told us to do this in fall, but we didn't even know what the house might look like until they put the shingles on ... and the next day it snowed...so I didn't even see the roof until last week.
Don't get me wrong...they are reputable house builders but if you are building your own home it is hard. I got an appointment with their interior decorator on Monday and we will go through the house room by room to see what paint colours etc. we can use. BUT still ... it is only framed...howinthehell can I see what has to be done.
So on Monday I will take the brick and stucco samples to her and maybe she can give me some idea on how to match it all up. I don't want people pointing at our house and saying....WTF are those people on drugs?
It was all so easier buying a house already built....and deal with stuff you didn't like.
I found a new sofa for the house yesterday... It was Corduroy....I sunk into that baby and called her my own....I haven't had a new sofa since we got married. We never had kids so our sofa never got worn out. And I guess I never sat on it because I hate sofa's... I like chairs....but I think I could sit on this one. Plus we will have to side chairs if I don't, Over the years my priorities changed and I didn't really care that much about furniture especially when I discovered computers and I gladly exchanged a new computer instead of getting a new sofa. But now that I have the opportunity of choosing between both of them I will get a new one and some really kick ass comfy side chairs.
Just a note: Bro is still in the hospital. He has a blood infection. They are now going through another 7 days of antibiotics to get this thing out of him. How he got that we don't know. Probably when he had his stent replaced. He lost a lot of memory and was crazy for awhile. Now he is doing better. They assessed him yesterday and attributed the memory loss to the blood infection and are giving him stuff to alleviate that.
I was there yesterday and he seemed so much better than when I saw him two days earlier. His mind is working much better. But he has lapses. I took him on a wheel chair walk ... he wanted to go through the hospital to the front entrance where he could see the real world. He was devious however...his idea I found out later was to find a store that sold cigarettes. When he found out that hospitals do not sell cigarettes he opted out for the vending machines that sold chips. He really really wanted them, and chose 4 different kinds but I told him I only had enough change in my purse for one and he could choose. He chose Hickory Chips. He had already forgotten about the cig's and ate them with much gusto as we went back to the room.
I know a guy who just had a new stent put in his veins should not have chips....but but but....he looked so damn happy.
They are treating him for that now.. I can't remember the name they called it...but it's like some kind of memory loss you get from the blood infection. He was the best I had seen for a weeks so I went for it. But the next time I take him out for a spin I won't believe everything he tells me...I have an inkling as we were going through all the corridors, elevators and stuff he was looking for a way out of the hospital. Well I got lost on the way down....so he will never find it.
I gave him a test yesterday. We have a thing between us: I say something stupid and he asks me to repeat it and I say it again....and if I do...he will say...I heard you the first time. Man we have done this since we were kids. I did it to him yesterday and he got it.
So lets see what happens.
Balonie...over and out....gotta family newsletter to put out by Monday.
Just a mixture of my bro being in the hospital and now our house is starting to get built again. Now everything is in a rush. I understand the winter hiatus ...but now suddenly it seems they have just woke up from a long winters nap and we have to scramble with shit that won't even happen until June. It is annoying. I almost forgot about the house over the winter. I lived in my cocoon. Loved it. I'm not rushing anymore. Screw that. We rushed with everything in fall...and nothing happened. We chose everything inside the house except the paint colours .... well how long does it take to go the store and get a freaking can of paint?
Today they are emailing me about the brick siding and other exterior shit....when the house is sitting there with half the wiring and plumbing done. Screw that. Once I see drywall coming up on the interior I will let them know what I want on the outside. I will not be rushed. They told us to do this in fall, but we didn't even know what the house might look like until they put the shingles on ... and the next day it snowed...so I didn't even see the roof until last week.
Don't get me wrong...they are reputable house builders but if you are building your own home it is hard. I got an appointment with their interior decorator on Monday and we will go through the house room by room to see what paint colours etc. we can use. BUT still ... it is only framed...howinthehell can I see what has to be done.
So on Monday I will take the brick and stucco samples to her and maybe she can give me some idea on how to match it all up. I don't want people pointing at our house and saying....WTF are those people on drugs?
It was all so easier buying a house already built....and deal with stuff you didn't like.
Just a note: Bro is still in the hospital. He has a blood infection. They are now going through another 7 days of antibiotics to get this thing out of him. How he got that we don't know. Probably when he had his stent replaced. He lost a lot of memory and was crazy for awhile. Now he is doing better. They assessed him yesterday and attributed the memory loss to the blood infection and are giving him stuff to alleviate that.
I was there yesterday and he seemed so much better than when I saw him two days earlier. His mind is working much better. But he has lapses. I took him on a wheel chair walk ... he wanted to go through the hospital to the front entrance where he could see the real world. He was devious however...his idea I found out later was to find a store that sold cigarettes. When he found out that hospitals do not sell cigarettes he opted out for the vending machines that sold chips. He really really wanted them, and chose 4 different kinds but I told him I only had enough change in my purse for one and he could choose. He chose Hickory Chips. He had already forgotten about the cig's and ate them with much gusto as we went back to the room.
I know a guy who just had a new stent put in his veins should not have chips....but but but....he looked so damn happy.
They are treating him for that now.. I can't remember the name they called it...but it's like some kind of memory loss you get from the blood infection. He was the best I had seen for a weeks so I went for it. But the next time I take him out for a spin I won't believe everything he tells me...I have an inkling as we were going through all the corridors, elevators and stuff he was looking for a way out of the hospital. Well I got lost on the way down....so he will never find it.
I gave him a test yesterday. We have a thing between us: I say something stupid and he asks me to repeat it and I say it again....and if I do...he will say...I heard you the first time. Man we have done this since we were kids. I did it to him yesterday and he got it.
So lets see what happens.
Balonie...over and out....gotta family newsletter to put out by Monday.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Spring is in the air
But it is coming very slowly. This is good. Because we have a major flood coming our way again. The slower the melt the better. Fargo ND got dumped on last week....so that stuff all comes intoour river network here in Manitoba. So I'm not wishing for really high temps right now. A slow melt will ease the situation and not cause major flooding on the Red River that runs through the city...AND right behind my new house!!
So you guys in the US quit wishing for spring if your river runs through us. .OKAY....let's do it nice and easy. Don't make me come out there and give you a knuckle sandwich..heh..
Yeah..I'm feeling a like a little bad ass today.
Bro is still in the hospital. Still on antibotics for the mystery infection. He seems to get spaced out every time they hook up that IV. His vitals are good...no problem...just this mystery shit. I have calmed down. I have stopped terrorizing his nurse and doctor when I am there or on the phone. It gets me nowhere. They are doing their best and I understand. But I just want them to understand that even if all of us cannot be there 24-7 ..we are taking notes ...and we care. I have seen a lot of people in the hospital and are just left without an advocate. Someone to speak in their behalf if they cannot.
That being said....I have a horrible problem with going to the hospital. It fucking scares me to death. My blood pressure must be over the top when I do go. I have to talk myself into it everytime. I did the same thing when my mom was in the hospital before she died, then Gordon when he had heart problems....I don't want to see them sick and I have to crank up everything in my mind to get there. I am wringing my hands as I am writing this. I am pretty sure that is the reason I got lost going home last week from the hospital. I was a nutcase. Plus it's in an area of town I am not familar with.
But I will go back tomorrow to see for myself "what condition his condition is in." ...even if I have a panic attack on the way.
So you guys in the US quit wishing for spring if your river runs through us. .OKAY....let's do it nice and easy. Don't make me come out there and give you a knuckle sandwich..heh..
Yeah..I'm feeling a like a little bad ass today.
Bro is still in the hospital. Still on antibotics for the mystery infection. He seems to get spaced out every time they hook up that IV. His vitals are good...no problem...just this mystery shit. I have calmed down. I have stopped terrorizing his nurse and doctor when I am there or on the phone. It gets me nowhere. They are doing their best and I understand. But I just want them to understand that even if all of us cannot be there 24-7 ..we are taking notes ...and we care. I have seen a lot of people in the hospital and are just left without an advocate. Someone to speak in their behalf if they cannot.
That being said....I have a horrible problem with going to the hospital. It fucking scares me to death. My blood pressure must be over the top when I do go. I have to talk myself into it everytime. I did the same thing when my mom was in the hospital before she died, then Gordon when he had heart problems....I don't want to see them sick and I have to crank up everything in my mind to get there. I am wringing my hands as I am writing this. I am pretty sure that is the reason I got lost going home last week from the hospital. I was a nutcase. Plus it's in an area of town I am not familar with.
But I will go back tomorrow to see for myself "what condition his condition is in." ...even if I have a panic attack on the way.
Friday, March 25, 2011
This came from my good friend Jude .. it sums it all up
Because more and more Seniors are texting and tweeting, there appears to be a need for a STC (Senior Texting Code.) If you have reached the magical golden number of 60 or above you qualify and these are the codes for you.
ATD: At The Doctor's
BFF: Best Friend Fell
BTW: Bring The Wheelchair
CUATSC: See You At The Senior Center
FWIW: Forgot Where I Was
FYI: Found Your Insulin
GGPBL: Gotta Go, Pacemaker Battery Low!
GHA: Got Heartburn Again
HGBM: Had Good Bowel Movement
IMHO: Is My Hearing-Aid On?
LMDO: Laughing My Dentures Out
LOL: Living On Lipitor
OMSG: Oh My! Sorry, Gas.
ROFL... CGU: Rolling On The Floor Laughing... And Can't Get Up
TTYL: Talk To You Louder--
WAITT: Who Am I Talking To?
WTP: Where's The Prunes?
GGLKI (Gotta Go, Laxative Kicking In)
Haaaaa I can so relate. Thanks Jude I needed a good laugh.
ATD: At The Doctor's
BFF: Best Friend Fell
BTW: Bring The Wheelchair
CUATSC: See You At The Senior Center
FWIW: Forgot Where I Was
FYI: Found Your Insulin
GGPBL: Gotta Go, Pacemaker Battery Low!
GHA: Got Heartburn Again
HGBM: Had Good Bowel Movement
IMHO: Is My Hearing-Aid On?
LMDO: Laughing My Dentures Out
LOL: Living On Lipitor
OMSG: Oh My! Sorry, Gas.
ROFL... CGU: Rolling On The Floor Laughing... And Can't Get Up
TTYL: Talk To You Louder--
WAITT: Who Am I Talking To?
WTP: Where's The Prunes?
GGLKI (Gotta Go, Laxative Kicking In)
Haaaaa I can so relate. Thanks Jude I needed a good laugh.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Little bro is still in the hospital
He was supposed to come home two days after the stint or is a stent? was put in but he now has contracted a mystery infection in the hospital. The suspect is the catheter. He has fluid around his lungs and it makes it very hard for him to breath. He also is very confused. I was up to see him again today and he could not stay awake long enough to talk to me. They had given him large doses of antibiotics and stuff to drain the liquid from his lungs. His breathing was very labored.
He knew me and greeted me as I came in but in an instant he closed his eyes and fell to sleep. I stayed while the nurses did all the stuff nurses do....he had just had lunch (which he didn't eat) and they cleaned him up. He has to wear a diaper because they need to know if he is peeing. He has heart problems along with type 2 diabetes so kidney function is a worry. It was kind of funny because when I came in and tapped him on the shoulder he woke up and said HI! We talked for a bit ...but he was mostly repeating what I had already said to him. Then he snoozed....I sat for awhile and then I went to the nurses station and had a talk with the head nurse and his doctor about what condition his condition was in. When I got back.... I woke him up again ...yes I pinched his cheek... heh... He had no idea I had been there before and said HI! and we did a little small talk. ... and he fell asleep. Finally I saw no point in staying there so I pinched his cheek one last time and said I'm going home.... and he said HI. I told him I would see him tomorrow and he was very alert and thanked me for coming.....so that's all I got.
Then I got lost going home. The Health Science Centre where is being housed is far away from where I live. It's downtown where I never would normally drive. Sure ... years ago I used to work in that neighbourhood but everything has changed so much I don't have a clue anymore. I have been up to visit him twice and always turned where I supposed to turn. Today I guess my mind was elsewhere and I missed the turn. Be damned it I could get back on track. I drove through the most seediest parts of town trying to get back home. On the horizon I could see the sky scrapers down town where I should have been, but be damned it I could head back to it. Winnipeg has a river running through it. When you end up on the wrong side of the river it's a bitch trying to find your way back to the other side. Fudge....People ... it took me 20 minutes to get to the hospital and 1 1/2 hrs. to get home. I saw a lot of stuff on the other side of the river. In fact I crossed the same bridge twice and two over passes. And the downtown sky line only kept on getting dimmer. Finally I came to a place I remembered being before.....and within 20 minutes I was at home.
I have a portable GPS system which was NOT connected because I think I know everything. I could have pulled off and connected it or called Gord for directions....but I was a little embarrassed that I could not find my way back home in my own city.
I guess I have my own comfort zone in the South part of the city and don't like to drive downtown. I now know where I made the mistake and that will never happen again. ..if it does I'm pretty sure I will drive around like an assehole and do it all over again. It was like a mini vacation. See the seedy side of town...and lock yer doors.
He knew me and greeted me as I came in but in an instant he closed his eyes and fell to sleep. I stayed while the nurses did all the stuff nurses do....he had just had lunch (which he didn't eat) and they cleaned him up. He has to wear a diaper because they need to know if he is peeing. He has heart problems along with type 2 diabetes so kidney function is a worry. It was kind of funny because when I came in and tapped him on the shoulder he woke up and said HI! We talked for a bit ...but he was mostly repeating what I had already said to him. Then he snoozed....I sat for awhile and then I went to the nurses station and had a talk with the head nurse and his doctor about what condition his condition was in. When I got back.... I woke him up again ...yes I pinched his cheek... heh... He had no idea I had been there before and said HI! and we did a little small talk. ... and he fell asleep. Finally I saw no point in staying there so I pinched his cheek one last time and said I'm going home.... and he said HI. I told him I would see him tomorrow and he was very alert and thanked me for coming.....so that's all I got.
Then I got lost going home. The Health Science Centre where is being housed is far away from where I live. It's downtown where I never would normally drive. Sure ... years ago I used to work in that neighbourhood but everything has changed so much I don't have a clue anymore. I have been up to visit him twice and always turned where I supposed to turn. Today I guess my mind was elsewhere and I missed the turn. Be damned it I could get back on track. I drove through the most seediest parts of town trying to get back home. On the horizon I could see the sky scrapers down town where I should have been, but be damned it I could head back to it. Winnipeg has a river running through it. When you end up on the wrong side of the river it's a bitch trying to find your way back to the other side. Fudge....People ... it took me 20 minutes to get to the hospital and 1 1/2 hrs. to get home. I saw a lot of stuff on the other side of the river. In fact I crossed the same bridge twice and two over passes. And the downtown sky line only kept on getting dimmer. Finally I came to a place I remembered being before.....and within 20 minutes I was at home.
I have a portable GPS system which was NOT connected because I think I know everything. I could have pulled off and connected it or called Gord for directions....but I was a little embarrassed that I could not find my way back home in my own city.
I guess I have my own comfort zone in the South part of the city and don't like to drive downtown. I now know where I made the mistake and that will never happen again. ..if it does I'm pretty sure I will drive around like an assehole and do it all over again. It was like a mini vacation. See the seedy side of town...and lock yer doors.
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