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The Man Has Been Faking!

  I am happy to report that I am actually wearing clothes today! I have been living in nightgowns for the past week. Never, in my wildest dreams did I think I would be drowning in so much pain. The amount of pain pills should have been a clue. The surgery went well, according to what the surgeon told The Man waiting for my release. He said the cyst was only the size of a quarter. This makes me wonder how something so small can cause my hand and fingers to hurt so much. My right arm is bruised almost to my elbow and my thumb and first four fingers are still blue and now turning yellow at the edges. So, remember that I seemed to be on a quest to injure my toe as many times as I could before submitting my hand to be cut open. The laceration from the food processor hitting my foot has healed. No thanks to me dropping that shelf on the previous injury .... but wait, it gets better. During the night the toe began throbbing and was hot to the touch. No, this can't be a gout attack. Or thi...
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I Will Be Happy When This Is Over

  The laceration on my foot was healing nicely. The pain was almost gone, and I was feeling good when I hiked up my driveway to play in the shed. But first I wanted to address the voids in my garden. I planted some tall grasses last year and not all of them made it. I had a gap to fill.  I really wanted to go buy some shrubs that would grow rather tall. But I was not going on a shopping spree. So, I dug a clump of day lilies up and split it into five good sized plants that I planted in the spots left after I removed the dead plants. I am glad I did this first since the rest of my day went straight to hell. I moved everything to install the cutting table. The Man arrived with my table and we began the installation. As is usual when working with him, things did not go smoothly. For whatever reason, he has a problem accepting advice from me and pretends to not understand what I am talking about. This irritates me and makes me want to smack the back of his head. I don't, because I...
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Irritated Beyond Belief!

  We left home at 11 am and returned at 6 pm. It was a long day. We went to the hospital with its many towers and pulled in to see if any signs could point us to the outpatient pre-op area. That would be too easy and make sense. I went into the closest tower, the blue tower and up to the handy information desk to inquire. The sweet little old lady consulted the computer and said, "Oh, honey you need to go to the separate facility that handles the pre-op testing." I told her that telling the patient this on one of the many reminder calls and texts they sent out. My bad. She then began to tell me where I could file a complaint and went on to say that maybe I should tell them when I got there. We arrived at the facility that we had passed on the way to the hospital. The blue tower is the entrance I will need to take on surgery day, so at least I got some useful information. My primary had given the printout of my blood panel to give to them and I avoided a needle. I signed all t...
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Best Laid Plans

  The phone woke me; it was the surgeon's office reminding me that I have an appointment tomorrow for my pre-op. It was storming and the rain beat down so loud on the roof it dulled the sound of anything else. I went back to bed and slept until 11am. That is unheard of for me. I reminded The Man about the trip to Gainesville tomorrow and he left to get the oil changed. I was left with a quandary. Should I head to Wits End and continue my quest to organize, or should I get a casserole put together and ready for the oven and then go to Wits End? Wait, another option presented in my brain ..... should I stay and mop the floor, too? None of the above happened. I was being very industrious as I cleaned the kitchen and got all the ingredients to the counter. I noted that 1/2 cabbage in the crisper and thought I should throw together some slaw to go with our dinner/supper tonight. As you all know by now, I have precious little counter space in my tiny kitchen and am forced to keep small a...
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I Was at My Wits End

  As my appointment for surgery draws near, my hand reminds me with shooting pains that this thing has to go! Despite that, I have been playing every day in my shed. I have both ends built in with work surfaces and now the fun begins as I begin to unpack all the stuff that has accumulated in there. I have discovered things lost and forgotten. I found the foot pedal for my favorite sewing machine (I now have 4 in various states of repair). One end of the room will be dedicated to sewing. All my thread is on the peg wall. Ribbons are on dowels waiting to be mounted on the ceiling above the work surface.  On the ceiling, you say? There is a 5' loft above each end. That means that I can touch the ceiling will little effort, so why not use it? There is 6' in the middle that will have my cutting table affixed. I am stingy about my space and will use every square inch! Under the cutting table will be the big clear plastic totes with fabric. I should be able to go three high with stac...
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Kevin Has A Job

  The cat that has been here consistently for the longest time is Lucy. She showed up with her black mama cat and two other kittens. Her brother, Lucifer, scratched me with wild abandon when he came onto the porch and then tried to get away from my dogs. I was only trying to help him! He left and never came back. The other female I tentatively named Ethyl disappeared one day, never to be seen again. That left Lucy and her mama cat, Mousey Tongue. A pretty sleek black cat. MT was the wildest of all the cats we have encountered thus far. She would be with the other cats who all ran to greet me when I went outside, but always hanging back and ready to flee.  She didn't show up one day, leaving Lucy here. Lucy was still a kitten. I thought she might warm up to us when her mama left. This is about the time that Gray Lady was first to the dinner tray and her belly was growing. Lucy never left our yard but was still not going to get too close to us. Gray Lady birthed her babies, ate ...
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Cats R Us

  Another beautiful day and I was anxious to get outside and do some planting. I was heading around the house to turn the water on and begin the endless watering and suddenly Lucy was right beside me meowing loudly. She is not usually vocal when she follows me. I looked down and saw her big belly was gone! I stopped and looked around, wondering where she had put her babies. The back side of the house does not get a lot of sun. She chose wisely. She was under the pressure washer that was behind a roll of fencing. I had not raked all the leaves from last fall out and could barely make out an orange baby and then a black baby and another baby that looked like Marco, Polo's (now Kevin) lost brother. No, I did not touch them, wanting to gain her trust so that she will let me touch them. I still have some replacement formula from my adventure with the kittens I could not save. I stirred the powder in the warm water and tore some bread in to give it substance. I fed it to Kevin's cat ...
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