Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Monday, August 06, 2012
Monday, August 06, 2012
Last night I went to bed at 11 with my alarm set for midnight, woke up to tell the BW to take her bigger prednisone pill, went back to sleep, and then was wakened at 1:30 because she wanted to go to the emergency room. It was an easy trip - the six lane streets would have one or two lights in sight going each direction, all the way to Mease Eastlake hospital. When we walked in, there were a hundred chairs, but no customers (about 2:00 AM).
After we got her in bed, nearly 2:30, the word was they would give her an IV shot, she would rest an hour, and then we could go home. The IV didn't do it's magic, so they kept her "overnight" and I went home about 5:00. Then I slept until 8, fed the dogs and did the dishes, and after a bunch of phone calls, got back there around 10:00. The new estimate was that she would get out tomorrow morning, because she wasn't responding to the treatment the way they would like, so I hung around until about 1:00, then came home.
After I fed myself I called her primary care doctor's office and answered their earlier call. I had tried to do that this morning, but after being on hold for a measured 30 minutes I figured it would be better in the afternoon. Then I spent some more time getting rid of stuff from the bookcases (I'm up to 10 empty shelves now, and several others are pretty light), and dragged the 26 inch TV and DVD player out to the car, along with the remotes and the owners manual for the TV. I couldn't find the one for the DVD player, so someone would hove to just wing it.
Then I took everything to the Sherrif's Ranch, only to find it closed. They have a sign that I had never noticed - it says open from 9 AM to 4:30 PM. I looked at my watch - 4:35, and beating on the door didn't do any good. I left everything in the car because it is a bear to get the TV in and out of the back seat - it's too big for the trunk. I'll try to deliver the stuff to them tomorrow before I go see the BW, or take her car to try to pick her up.
I'm on my way back now - it's too late for me to break in another wife, so I have to be nice to the one I have.
Sunday, August 05, 2012
We want to replace the carpets here (they're 8 1/2 years old now) and before we do that the BW wants to paint everything inside while the old carpet is still here - just in case. So far I have finished two bathrooms, two bedrooms, and a hallway. The carpet guys say they will move the furniture to install the carpet, but there can not be anything in it. Unfortunately, this is a small house (three bedrooms) and we have been living in it for 8 1/2 years, so it's stuffed as full as possible without just having aisles through a room. I have been getting rid of stuff for several months, and we agreed last week that I would paint the BW's room last week. I started after lunch Wednesday, worked all day Thursday, and finished up on Friday. It was a lengthy job because I couldn't move the furniture, and it takes two people to lift the heavy wood futon to get it out of the room. I finally pulled the drawers out of two chests, cleared everything off the futon, and bought slides for everything, including the two smallest five drawer chests, which make up a desk for here, along with a loose top. I couldn't get the drawers out of them, and couldn't move them, so the slides were the only choice. It took two trips to the Home Depot to get everything mobile, so I wound up moving everything to one side of the room, painting that, and then moving everything to the painted side to finish the painting. Then I had to put the outlet covers and switch plates back, the register back, etc. Everything went back OK, and the BW is happy.
I was going to take yesterday off, but the BW had an allergic reaction to something and broke out in big blisters all over her body, so we were at the urgent care center, drug store, etc. for most of the day.
Then today I cut the grass and did the laundry, and almost took her to the emergency room. She is taking the second set of medicine now, and it looks as if she might need to have the IV cortisone at the hospital.
I do plan to take tomorrow off, for sure. I've been back at cleaning out my room today, and I now have seven empty shelves out of 20 (or 24 if you want to count the tops of the bookcases. More stuff to the library and the thrift shop.
Saturday, August 04, 2012
A priest dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him is a guy who's dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket and jeans.
Saint Peter addresses this cool guy, "Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?"
The guy replies, "I'm Jack, retired airline pilot from Houston."
Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the pilot, "Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom." The pilot goes into Heaven with his robe and staff.
Next, it's the priest's turn. He stands erect and booms out, "I am Father Bob, pastor of Saint Mary's for the last 43 years."
Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the priest, "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom."
"Just a minute," says the good father. "That man was a pilot and he gets a silken robe and golden staff and I get only cotton and wood. How can this be?" "Up here - we go by results," says Saint Peter. "When you preached - people slept. When he flew, people prayed."
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