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Night Blindness

  We walked out of the hospital and into the night. Did I mention my night-blindness? Under normal circumstances, I would never attempt to drive at night. History has taught me that the ordinary is not noteworthy. Stress never brings out the best in me. Some things make me want to curl into a ball and cry, and while that would be a great release, it would not help me navigate dark roads. Instead, I broke out in a cold sweat. I could feel rivulets of sweat cascading down my back and underarms and scalp. By the time I had backed the truck out of the parking space, my hair was wet and my clothes were stuck to my skin. The air-conditioning felt like ice, and I was shivering (not in anticipation). The road from Blairsville to Hiawassee is being changed to 4 lanes. Safety cones line both sides of the route approved for traffic. You would think that would be a help for someone with my vision. Instead, the headlights sent out a beam that seemed to strike the reflective part of the cone and...

The ER Visit

  Yesterday's post is still lingering, waiting for an opportunity to get to the icon for publishing that says 'post'. You can see that this is very frustrating. Back to the story. After thanking all the cats for their concern as we walked into the yard, he made it up the steps and into the house. Toni must have sensed something was amiss, as she decided to stand in front of The Man with adoring cloudy eyes and block his path to the bathroom. I had to pick her up and move her. Time to assess the damage. It took some doing, but he finally got his shirt off. I had the scissors ready to cut it off, but he was adamant about saving the stupid shirt. It has a hole in the back where a branch or something poked through. I was hoping to limit the mess that removing his shirt would make to the bathtub. I didn't.  He was still holding his left arm close and said his shoulder hurt. I managed to rinse the blood and dirt off. Lots of scratches. nothing major. He is on blood thinners, ...

I Love a Parade!

Did you think I fell off the face of the earth? I feel like I did and have finally crawled back onto a flat surface. My laptop is still not cooperative. I have to catch it unaware, and I can finally do something, though only on a half screen. Never letting The Man choose one for me again. That is a task for my son.  Finally finding ourselves with no doctor visits pending, I was getting the RV ready to roll. It has been humid and hot, so I used the hottest portion of the day to bathe two dogs. Eddie is still shunning me for making him get clean. Bo loved it. My back hated it. It didn't cool down until around 6:30 and I was going out in my pjs to make the RV bed and inventory clothes and supplies to see what I would need to load. As you all know, well maybe you forgot, The Man has a favorite chore. It is getting the mail. He is not so patiently waiting for his new glasses. It has been a month, and he was told two weeks. That was like telling a toddler he could have a snack in an hour...

Lazy

  Seems like my laptop is suffering attacks as often as the weather is flooding regions of our country. As if that is not enough, I have to jump through hoops to get my blog back. The weather is lovely here and I spent some time outside in the gardens. I wish I could download pictures, but my efforts seem to annoy the powers that rule the internet. It is all I can do to stay online, much less try to learn a new trick. I took The Man by his hand and we walked outside. What I saw was completely different than his view. His carport has become his dumping ground. Well, besides the back seat of his truck. Inside he tends to use my coffee station. Did you hear me scream "WET AREA" when I had to pull all the mail and receipts piled there when they got wet and left a gooey mess of paper pulp. You say you didn't? Well, you certainly should have. I asked him what he saw as he looked around. He saw the cute kittens frolicking in the front yard and what he calls periwinkles everywher...

I Smell a Conspiracy!

I am sleeping too much! First, I can't seem to get to sleep, then I find myself longing to crawl back into bed all day long. This is not right. I woke this morning at 6:02, thanks to our alarm system, Toni Louise, barking her fool head off and jumping around excitedly. Nothing new here, she wakes every morning in the 6:00 range. She wears a diaper at night, so that can't be her issue. She wants to be fed. I get up and let all the dogs out and greet Kevin, the cat at the door. He stays out at night with Lucy and her kittens. By morning he is so happy to see me. He butts my head and I butt his. Then after greeting each one of the dogs, he jumps into the recliner belonging to The Man and sleeps. I decided to try withholding feeding time until 7:00 in an attempt to change the time on Toni's internal clock. She will give me the stink eye and wander back to the bathroom where she arranges herself over the air vent. Is she going through menopause and having hot flashes? I have fin...

I Think My Laptop Has Covid!

  My laptop developed a virus! Just add that to all my current mishaps! It was 47 degrees when I woke this morning. A bit nippy. I had to locate a sweater to wear as I was hurrying to accompany The Man to his cardiologist appointment. He was rebuked by the nurse practitioner for not keeping track of his blood pressure. He didn't hear her and had that deer in the headlight look on his face. He won't just tell people that he is having trouble hearing them. I have to do it. Other than neglecting to monitor his blood pressure, he is fine for another 6 months. While I was recovering from my ill-fated hand surgery, The Man ordered new hearing aids. He swore this was going to revolutionize his world. I was pessimistic. He needs to be evaluated by an audiologist to be properly fit with some that actually work. My prediction of doubt proved to be true. They were different, in that you didn't have to fiddle with the volume on the device itself. It came with pocket sized computer to d...

The Need To Travel

  As I sit here, BoJangles is at my side, eyeing the keyboard as I type. He must have something he would like to say, but it is my turn today. Hand is still swollen, but the pain has subsided a lot. I was able to mow the grass in the dog yard today. All the recent rain has the grass growing to new heights! It was so high I had to mow twice. Once with the blade higher, then again with the blade lowered. The Man say I am scalping the grass with the blade too low. He said it was not meant to be that low and to go up a notch. I told him if it wasn't meant to be used, it would not be there.  Anyway, I won that argument. After all this time of me mowing, years and years, I can pick the level I want the blade. I like the grass very short for many reasons. It is easier to scoop poop. Long grass makes it possible to end up with a surprise on the bottom of your shoe. Also, very short grass is not inviting to snakes. I have nothing against snakes as long as they stay away from my yard an...