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I Have a Surgery Date!

  I actually saw the hand surgeon!! We did arrive an hour early, as I had predicted. I saw the surgeon for a good 5 minutes of the appointment. The surgery is scheduled for May 5th. The hospital will call with my time the night before. But here is the crazy part. I have to see the surgeon for my pre-op visit April 29. That was a little annoying since I live so far away .... and no, 8am will not work for me. But the hospital has to see me for a pre-op and plan to do a full cardiac work-up before the surgery. I have a cardiologist and just had an extensive work-up and do not see the necessity of this. When I had my oral surgery, my cardiologist approved it and that was fine with that surgeon. Can't be because it is in a different state, all my doctors are in Georgia. My oral surgeon is in Tennessee .... I am quite certain that Medicare will be charged for each visit. With the oral surgeon he included all the office visits in the cost of the surgery. I had to pay for that one myself. ...

We Must Be On Time!

  The big day is here. I will be seeing the hand surgeon today. As great as that is, it is only a consultation. The internet keeps playing with my emotions and when I finally get a chance to read posts or write one, it will go in and out and I lose part and keep part and then just close my laptop in frustration. We went to Chattanooga last Friday to meet up with some favorite people. We went to a restaurant and had brunch. Oh, my goodness, this place, Milk and Honey, was so good! The Man ordered his favorite sausage and biscuits. No adventure with him! I had chicken and waffles and could not eat it all. There is a bakery in house, and we left with a box of goodies and my leftovers. Pistachio White Chocolate scones and some cruffins. The pasties melted in my mouth. I toyed with thoughts of hiding them from The Man and telling him he had eaten his share. That would be mean, though. A nice fantasy. It was in the downtown part of Chattanooga and parking was an issue, but the drive over...

The Man Cannot Fool Me!

  A sleek black cat showed up this afternoon. I am pretty sure it is a female, having no dangling parts showing as she walked away. I have learned to look for such evidence. At first, I thought she was Mousy Tongue, mama cat of Lucy. I asked her where she had been and why she left her offspring for me to care for. No answer, so maybe not the mama cat after all. Kevin confronted her right away. Kevin is not easily intimidated. The big white male cat from the neighbor down the way also came up today and Kevin marched right up to him. I think he told him to leave, because he did. This white cat is afraid of Garfield since Garfield chased him up a tree. The Man had an appointment with the vascular surgeon today. Just for an ultrasound and some other tests on his legs to make sure the arterial graft is still patent and working as it should. I begged off. I wanted to move some things in my shed to make ready for the second phase of putting up insulation and wall board. The shed looks tot...

Kittens and Magnesium

  First came the rain, then came the pain. Yesterday was pretty awful. It rained all night and I woke with every joint screaming. Not much you can do with arthritic pain unless you want to ingest a lot of ibuprofen and acetaminophen. Okay occasionally, but the drugs are not really good for you. With that in mind I have been experimenting with various natural remedies. Magnesium seems to be the current favorite. I dutifully educated myself and found that ingesting magnesium is not as effective as using it on your skin. Also found that the magnesium in Epsom salts is not the correct kind to alleviate pain. I ordered the magnesium flakes and made the solution to add to cream or lotion. I used cream since I have dry skin. Not sure how much to slaver myself with, I used up what was left after I filled my small container with the mix. You can also put it in a spray bottle and spray yourself. I smeared it on my leg and knee and on my hand and shoulders. I still had more and I demanded tha...

The Official Kitten Birthing Center

  Do you remember the cat dominium The Man paid good money for and so far, all we do is set it back up after the wind tries to take it away. It was purchased because we wanted to provide shelter for the feral cats. Throughout the coldest nights all the cats retreated to the underside of our dwelling where they chewed or clawed a big hold in the ductwork that brings warm air into our house. A few days ago, Marble appeared for cat food all skinny. We have been searching every day. Under the tool shed, under the decks and under Wits End (she shed). We have watched Marble to see where she might be going or coming from. She is clever and cautious. She will follow me at a safe distance and will eat anything I offer, but she still refuses to come close enough for a pat on her head.  We had a marvelous casserole last night. My blog buddy Val will appreciate my tasty casserole. Having made corned beef and cabbage with potatoes and carrots this past weekend, I employed the help of Pinte...

Crazy Cat Lady

  Slowly getting my strength back. The newest drug is definitely helping the arrythmia that has plagued me since my 30's. I am so behind with my gardens this season. I need to get started on the vegetable garden. Kevin had decided that anywhere I dig must be a cat latrine. I don't mind it so much in the flower gardens, but I draw the line in my vegetables! I see lots of netting in my immediate future. Kevin has been a little bit wicked today. He has been climbing the big trees and then looking down and calling out to me. It is highly unlikely that I will attempt a rescue. He got up there and he will get down. I have yet to locate the new litter of kittens. Marble looks so skinny and follows me around begging for food. Of course, I feed her and supplement the food she gets every evening. Lucy is most definitely pregnant. I will be called a crazy cat lady! We lived in Albany Georgia in the 80's. There was a notorious Cat Lady that walked the streets there. She would lick her ...

It's All About That Crab, No Sides

  Almost 50 years ago we lived on Jekyll Island. I remember marveling at the beauty of the island as we approached on the causeway. A paradise and I was going to actually live there. We rented a duplex for a mere $150 a month. The twins were still babies a little over one. Jill could walk; Jeff was trying. All beside the point. On weekends the restaurants in the luxurious hotels would offer a feast of seafood. All you can eat. Shrimp, crabs, scallops and some other stuff serving as sides. I love crab and I would routinely eat nothing but the crab and drawn butter. The Man implied that pile of shells by my platter were downright embarrassing. Hey, they advertised "all you can eat" and it did not say you had to eat any of the other dishes. So, when I saw an all-you-can-eat snow crab close by, I was more than ready to experience a love from my past. We made early reservations and drove to the diner. I should say tiny diner, as it could only seat 22 patrons. Back in the day we pa...