Some updates

I've updated Mother's Caring Bridge journal a couple of times since I've made an entry here. She's doing much better. She's been sleeping in the recliner for the past month. She's doing so well, she may soon be able to go back to sleeping in her bed.

I, on the other hand, spend way too much time in bed. I need to be more faithful in taking my potassium. Perhaps I wouldn't be so tired all the time.

Luana is going down to see her granddaughter Angelica tomorrow. Angelica had surgery on her sinuses & she is sitting up. She can't sit up for very long, but it's better than being in a medicated coma or restrained so she won't pull tubes & things. I can't wait to hear what Luana has to report.

I found out some interesting things about my 3rd great-grandfather, Thomas Marshall. The story goes that Sarah Goode Marshall wanted to emigrate to the United States to gather with the Latter-day Saints in Zion (Salt Lake City). Her husband Tom didn't like the Mormons. She would go to church & sometimes the spirit would whisper or sometimes the other members would see him coming to get her & warn her. She prayed that a way would be opened for her to come & Tom died.

One history I read said that "Brother" Marshall had poor health.

OK, we now have proof through four newspaper articles published at the time that Tom committed suicide. He was having an affair & had been saving money so he & his paramour could emigrate. Sarah got that money. She also had to borrow from the Perpetual Emigration Fund so she, her children & her younger sister could come.

I can't wait to find out more. I never did like Thomas Marshall.

Another update on Mother

I updated Mother's Caring Bridge blog again. I'm doing better on her blog than on my own.

I've been wanting to see the movie Tangled ever since it came out in the theaters. It's here in Preston & Don said he'd go to the movie with me. I have mild panic disorder. It used to be severe, but I've been working on it. However, tonight as we drove through town & I saw the line at the theater, I told Don maybe we'd better wait until it goes to Lewiston (Utah). Don found a parking space behind the stores & we walked around to State Street & got in line. We'd just got there, when they said the movie was SOLD OUT!! They will be holding it over for another week. I'm not really sure I want to be in an over filled movie theater, no matter how good the movie is supposed to be.

We went to see the movie Tron last week & I sat with my eyes closed most of the time because of the bright, flashing lights. Then, with my hearing impairment, I couldn't really understand what was being said anyway. Then it was in 3-D & 3-D isn't my favorite kind of movie anyway

Update on Mother

I updated Mother's CaringBridge blog this evening, so if you're interested in an update you can find the entry here.

Nick is doing much better after 24 hours on the antibiotic & he is faithful in taking it. Better than I am in taking my potassium.

Run, run ...

I had a Little Gingerbread Man day today. The Gingerbread Syndrome is where a day is jam packed with things to do. One of those days when you put a whole week's running into as short of a space of time as you can.

I had to work today. It was a normal Tuesday morning with a twist. The day after a Monday holiday is a pure adrenalin rush. Trying to finish pages that have been left specifically to absorb the holiday weekend's repercussions. Well, this weekend, there weren't any. No accidents, no late breaking news. We had saved 2 pages for sports, only needed 1 and a half pages & even then they weren't "full" pages to fill. So, a couple of fillers went in from Fish & Game. On the page saved for obits, three births that came in over the weekend, a missionary return that just arrived this morning & the Preston School District's announcement that President Obama's address will be taped & shared in the Preston High School library at 6 p.m. Thursday night for any parents & children wishing to view it, were inserted.

In the high school library, no less. I told Don I'm going just to see what subversiveness the president of the United States would share with our school children. I probably won't need to go early either because they're holding it in the high school library, which isn't as small as the old one, but isn't very large either. It reminds me of Nazi Germany, withholding stuff from school children, or shall I say brainwashing the school children. What does this teach our children???

Nick came in at 11 a.m. to talk to me. He couldn't have come at a worse time. Deadline for the paper is at 11 a.m. & I still had 2 pages to go. It's not my deadline either, it's Courtney's deadline & she still had to work on them after I let them go.

I left work at 12:15, with the work baskets uncleared. I had to go over to Mother's, get something to eat & be to DUP by 1. I had not called Nick back, so I called him. He wanted to talk to me. I came home to talk to him. I told him I had to be to DUP by 1, pick up Mother at 2:30 & she had to be to her doctor's appt. in Logan by 3 p.m. I also told him that I'd call the guy he's been trying to get hold of later.

I left the house at 12:55. There was no time to go over to Mother's & get the flag (she's the parliamentarian for DUP) or get either of us anything to eat. I went right to DUP & was a few minutes late. Then I remembered I needed the minutes from May to read. I went out to the car to get them & couldn't find the binder, grrr.

I left right at 2:30, got over to Mother's & she was ready, including the portable oxygen tank. I was pulling out of the driveway when I remembered I hadn't grabbed the inhaler, the discharge notes from Logan Regional Emergency Room from Thursday, Sept. 3, or the 2 new scrips. I went back in, grabbed those & we took off again, 10 minutes late. We had 20 minutes to get to Logan for her 3 o'clock appt. Obviously, we did not make it.

I have detailed Mother's doctor's appt. on her Caring Bridges site. After the doctor's appt, we went to Juniper Take Out for something to eat. Don called to say he was home while we were still sitting at the table. Mother loves shopping at the Dollar Tree in Smithfield, so we stopped there.

Nick called when we were in Whitney, angry because I had told him I'd come home after DUP to call the guy for him. I don't remember telling him when I'd do it, I said later. I distinctly remember telling him my schedule.

We got home & I gave Mother her steroid pill & her antibiotic, gave her an inhaler treatment, found the orange roll Beth Gunnell had sent home from DUP & put the salad, also from DUP, in a covered bowl in the fridge. I cleaned her bi-pap mask, & filled the humidifier for the bi-pap with water.

From there, I went to the grocery store & shopped for supper & got some soda pop. Something I had been yelled at by Nick between work & DUP for not having any. I gave him $5 & told him to go buy his own. He didn't.

I came home, fixed supper & just now remembered I forgot to put my skirt & jacket in the dryer. I thought of it when I went out to the freezer to exchange the 2 cup container of chicken for the 1 cup container. I had called Don & asked him to get a container of chicken with a purple lid out of the freezer. He got a blue lidded container out. It was still frozen, so I just exchanged them, but didn't take time to throw the clothes into the dryer.

Yesterday, on the way to the wedding, I was looking at my navy blue flowered skirt & commented that there was enough cat hair on the hem to knit a new cat. I looked a little further & found a big smear of dried cat poop on the hem of my skirt. I considered how I could get it off & decided to leave it. But, after fingering the cat poop, I didn't want to shake hands with anyone at the wedding either, know what I mean? Once we got to the wedding chapel, I hurried in & washed my hands, but there were no paper towels or hand dryer to dry my hands on. I had to dry them on my skirt.

When we got home last night, I just took my skirt & jacket & threw them in the washer, thinking I would put them in the dryer this morning. Well, it didn't happen. I hope I remember in the morning.

Moving in May, 5/26

What a day. I hate Tuesday Monday's. I had 2 production days last week, in other words, Monday, & then today was a mini production day - grrrr.

The next time we have a Monday holiday, I'm not working Tuesday alone. I almost got up & ran out screaming. I was near tears, but I desperately prayed for help. Even though we didn't make deadline, we weren't too late & it was still printed. Since this is a public blog, I don't think I'll give you all the nitty-gritties, just suffice it to say, I've had better Tuesdays.

After work, I took Mother to Logan to her 6 month pacemaker appt. I'll report on that on her CaringBridge blog.

I didn't feel too well today, but I parked clear out to the street on the south side of the RMAB. I was hopingto park in the shade, but every one else wanted shade too. I walked up the stairs to the 3rd floor, but rode the elevator with Mother to the ground floor so she wouldn't get lost. We walked to the end of the sidewalk, then I walked through the parking lot to get the car.

I walked around Wal-Mart, so I figure I moved today, maybe not a bona-fide walk, but I definitely moved. Plus I walked around the grocery store & bank.

Lent, Day 19

Can you believe it? It's 8:50 p.m. Facebook & Shockwave both have new layouts. Two favorite sites on one day changed drastically. I don't know if I can handle it.

Only one doctor's visit today too, guess I'll have to go update Mother's Caring Bridge site. Nick went over to Mother's this morning & Don-Mike was still asleep. Nick didn't stay long, but he came home & after I was awake awhile, he came & sat on the bed & visited with me for quite a while. I shared several funny stories about Mother & Daddy & we laughed. I told him about Don-Mike coming in & waking me up this morning.

Me, sound asleep, & Don-Mike, don't know what he did to wake me up, kneeling on the bed looking down at me. I said, "Oh, Eddie, what are you doing?" Don-Mike: "Eddie?" Me: "Oh, Nick? What've you got in your eye?" Don-Mike: "My eye?" Me: "Oh, Don-Mike, umm, never mind." By then I was coherent enough to realize it was Don-Mike & he just had his glasses on. What I had seen was the white nose piece on his glasses & I couldn't figure out what that white thing was on his face. I had been completely & soundly asleep.

I had taken some Western Family cold & flu daytime formula lemon "stuff," that you mix in hot water. It is supposed to compare with TheraFlu. I went to bed, like 11:30 or just a few minutes past. I didn't fall immediately into a sound, dreamless sleep, but once I could breathe through my nose, I did fall asleep. It wasn't dreamless either, when I woke up, staring into Don-Mike's face, my butt was cold & I was all tangled up in my covers with my butt hanging out in the cold. I had Prissy right next to me, practically breathing in my face, & Marsha on my feet. I think it was about 9:30 this morning.

The lemon stuff said not to take it if you have 1) high blood pressure, 2) diabetes, 3) thyroid disease, 4) heart disease, 5) low sodium diet & umm, one more that applies to men only, trouble peeing because of prostate. Well, I only had 2 of the 5 things, high blood pressure & diabetes, so I decided to take it. I remember thinking that Mother couldn't take it because she has 4 of the 5 things, she doesn't have diabetes.

I'm going to take it again tonight, unless Don takes it. There is only one packet left. I didn't use any more Zicam because it said you could only take it 3 days in a row. The lemon stuff worked better anyway. It helped with the fever.

Today when I went over to pick up Mother to take her to Logan, I asked her what she had for lunch today in her home-delivered meal. She said, "Salty soup." I said you're not supposed to have salt. She said she didn't eat it. I asked what it had in it besides salt. She said she thought it was supposed to be chicken noodle soup. When I got home, I looked at it & I think it was supposed to be chicken chow mein. The noodles were soggy chow mein noodles. There was some dry ones in a plastic baggie.

She said she was going to mix in the soup that Don had taken over to her last night. I was looking at the soup & started laughing. I said that you're supposed to put a potato in your soup if you've made it too salty. That's what she had last night was potato soup.

Other Blogs

Aha, I knew I could figure this out. I just added a link list & named it "More Blogs." That will take care of the link for Mother's health updates on Caring Bridge & William's blog/website too!!