Drama queen

So, I was being a bit dramatic in the last post, LOL. Nick started looking at leftovers in the fridge & found some taco salad from about 3 weeks ago. He took it out, the fridge immediately started smelling better, the kitchen then smelled like death. I got a plastic grocery bag out, had him dump it in there, tied the sack shut & threw it in the dumpster. Now, the back yard will smell like death, especially with the sun shining on the dumpster, argh!!

I took Mother to Logan to have her protime taken. It has gone up from 1.8 to 2.3. At least she is out of stroke range. Today when I was taking my meds, Nick stood & watched me. He told me I dropped a pill. I looked down my neck, in the sink, I was standing over the sink, & down at my feet. He told me it dropped to my right. I got down on my knees & looked. I found an axe handle under the counter, where the toe space is, what is that called? I pulled it out, asked what it was. Nick said it looked like a handle of some sort. I said, ya, an axe handle. What in the world was an axe handle doing under there? Nick finally found the pill over by the dishwasher, about a yard from where I was standing.

Good thing he was watching, I would have never known why I didn't have to pee. However, I may not have missed it because I had the Mexican two-step (caution, R-rated definition, but it's just the way I felt today, but not from spicy food).

Then, when Mother was taking her pills, she dropped half of a coumadin pill. We couldn't find it. I got down on my knees again, only this time one of my knees gave out from under me & I sprawled on the floor. I looked in the stove, under the burners, everywhere I could think of. I told her if a mouse got hold of it, it would bleed to death. She huffily told me she doesn't have mice in that house. We do. Nick found a mouse in the lasagna pan on Monday, happily gorging on the last piece of lasagna. He said it was so fat, it could barely get under the burner. When I was telling Don about Mother losing her coumadin pill, he said they caught the mouse last night & Nick was ecstatic.

I told Mother her pill would show up, not to worry about it. She doesn't have any cats to worry about eating her pill. I got her another half of a pill & she took it.

To do list

I only have 2 items left on my to do list. But ... did a whole bunch of other stuff, took Mother for her hair appt., got eggs at the egg farm ... I came out to Mother swatting a fly inside the car. She never did get it. The flies are still thick as thieves there at the egg farm.

I used eggs in my supper tonight, Toffee Apple French Toast. It was really good tonight, even though I didn't get the toffee bits - too expensive. We like it better than Cinnamon Apple German Pancakes. It's more filling too.

I got Mother's coumadin & got it in her med box. I just remembered I didn't get any XS Tylenol, grrr. It's too late now.

Well, one more bill to pay & I'm off to bed.

Moving in May, 5/4

"Just another manic Monday, not Sunday, that's my fun day, my don't have to run day ..."

Love those lines from that old song. Can't remember off hand who sang it & I'm not going to take the time to google it.

Another 11 hour day. I walked over to the pharmacy today, then back to the Subway, then back to work. I forgot to go back for the meds & at a quarter to 7 I called Don & asked him to drop what he was doing & run to the pharmacy. They close at 6:30. He went to the window & he called & said they were closed. I said that after 6:30, you have to walk up to the door. He did & they let him in, gave him all of the meds, mine (lexapro) & Nick's included. They walked out of the pharmacy behind him.

I sent him over to Mother's & asked him to call me & let me know how it went. He didn't call. So, I went over to Mother's to see if she got her meds. There was no mirtazepine, but that wasn't critical, the coumadin AND cardizem were there, the 2 she was totally out of, & she had taken them. I saw the nightlight laying on the table. I asked her about it & she said the light was burned out, but Don-Mike was going to get her a light. I said not to count on it.

I came home & Don-Mike was out in the garage. I went out to ask him about the night light & he had forgotten, just as I expected. But, I found a package of night lights with only one taken out of a package of 4. So, I put the night light AND the package of nightlights on the console in his truck. I reminded him as he left tonight to take the nightlight in & plug it in.

He had forgotten to bring me my phone earlier today. Nick brought it up to me.

Nick had a job offered to him today at ComputerWise. I'm not too sure what it entails, but hey, it just kind of fell into his lap. It will be part-time & he should be able to keep his SSI. Cool, huh?

Moving in May, 5/3

I did it again today. I took a walk for 15 minutes. Today was worse than Friday. Today was what I expected Friday to be. I walked right after dinner though & had a serious pain in my abdomen. It wasn't a stitch, it was right up there where the ulcer/gall bladder pain comes & go. I had to rest several times.

I also walked down & fed the dog before I went over to Mother's so that I wouldn't have to feed him in the dark.

We had a serious thunderstorm. Lightning & thunder & then a deluge. I told Mother I hoped it didn't blow the birds nest out from under the eaves. Speaking of birds, there was a live bird flying around in our house today. I had my hearing aid turned off & was working on one of my online communities, adding a forum for food storage, & missed the whole thing. We're wondering how it got in. There's a couple of ways that come to mind. A cat brought it in & it wasn't dead or it got in through the hole in Nick's bedroom. I thought that had been sealed up, but Don wasn't sure.

I'm grateful for friends that have similar health problems today. I realized that I didn't have any lexapro & hadn't taken it yesterday. That explains the bad headache & shakiness. I called Kim & asked her if either she or Shari takes lexapro. It seemed like one of them did. Kim does & luckily she had some extra. I ran over to get one & she gave me 2. She takes the same dosage I do, whew!

Tonight I was filling Mother's pill boxes & she didn't have any coumadin. She was wondering who she could borrow a pill from & remembered that both Arlene Wanner & Gwen Fish take coumadin. I told her to call Arlene & see if she could borrow a pill. Arlene takes 5 mg pills of warfarin, which is generic for coumadin. The doctor doesn't want Mother taking the generic because her protime is so hard to keep stable. I figured 5 mg of warfarin was better than nothing. Mother was supposed to take 6 mg this evening.

So, tomorrow I need to get 3 scrips for me & 2 for Mother. I need metformin, lexapro & lisinopril, my blood pressure pill. Mother needs coumadin & cardizem. I remember we took those bottles down on Tuesday when Mother had her protime because there were no refills left. Becky, Dr. Otrusinik's nurse, said she'd call them in to Preston Drug. I immediately spaced it, sigh.

Nick's "new" chair

Nick still weighs over 300 lb. He has broken another chair. This time an office chair. The carpet in his bedroom is thick wool carpet & even though it's almost 50 years old, it's still thick although threadbare in some places. It's not threadbare in front of his computer. There is no chair pad either, so the chairs take a beating trying to move on the carpet & also they're not designed for his weight either. He's been using a folding chair. I don't know how many folding chairs we've gone through.

He came out this morning & said he'd found another cheap office chair at Staples & he was going to ask Nana if she'd buy it for him. I do Mother's checkbook & I told him she didn't have enough money in her account & besides that, he needed a heavy duty chair that would hold his weight & trying to scoot across the carpet.

So, Mother & I went to Logan today to have her protime taken. It's still low, but is coming up slowly. And dang it, I forgot to fill her pill box with the right dose of coumadin. I'll have to try to remember to do that tomorrow.

Anyway, I'd been thinking about Nick's chair all day. On our way out of town, I asked Mother if she minded if we drove by the DI just on the off chance that there might be a steno chair or executive chair. She said that was fine. She didn't feel like going in though. So, I went in without my purse. Not that the purse would have done me any good anyway, there wasn't only a couple of dollars in it & I knew a chair would cost more than that. My purse is heavy & I really didn't want to carry it. Mother tells me that she is only supposed to lift 10 lb. & my purse is too heavy for her to lift, hehe. Because of that, I weighed my purse on the digital scale the last time she was at her doctor's appt with Dr. Carlson, her primary care physician, & my purse weighed 5 lb. something.

Anyway, I walked back to the "As Is" & was disappointed that there were no office chairs in the furniture department. As I was turning to leave I noticed there was a room called "yard." At the old Logan DI they had a "yard" area that they kept miscellaneous things that didn't really fit in the dept. in the store. So, I went back there, just to see what was there. I saw a bar stool. Nick & I had measured how high he needs his chairs & we decided he needed his chair 20 inches off the floor. I measured it against my hip, then wondered how tall that was. I turned away & there was a steno chair. It was just like the chair I had at the church office bldg. Wow! My heart did a leap. I checked it out. It is sturdy metal & the upholstery is in really good condition.

A lady I know saw me looking at the chair & she came over. Are you going to buy that chair? I said yes, it was just what I needed. She said, "Do you have a desk to use it at?" I'm thinking impatiently, "If I didn't have a desk, why would I be looking at a desk chair?" But I said, "Oh, yes, we have 2 or 3 desks to use it at." We actually have 4 desks here at this house & one at Mother & Don-Mike's. Only one desk has an actual desk chair at it. And it's on it's second desk chair. Nick broke the first one. Two of the desks have folding chairs, one has nothing & Don-Mike's desk at his house has a kitchen chair at it. We talked for a few minutes & I told her that I had left Mother sitting out in the car & I had to run.

I wheeled the chair up to the front & the DI was really busy. I thought that if I left the chair there while I ran out to get my money, it would probably be gone by the time I got back in. It had been hidden in the yard area, but now I had unearthed it. I saw a supervisor standing there & I boldly walked up to him & asked him if he would watch my chair for me while I ran out & got my money. He grinned at me & told me that he was 99.9 percent certain it would still be there when I came back in.

I ran out to Mother & asked her if I could have $10 back of the $20 I gave her. I felt like a little kid begging Mama for money. I told her I'd pay her back. So, I took her wallet back in & there was the supervisor with his foot on the base of my chair. I told him thanks & paid for my chair. I wheeled it out in the parking lot & Mother's eyeing it. "Where are you going to put it?" I said I was going to call Don & ask him to come by & put it in his car. I sat there on the chair next to Mother in the car. She felt a little silly with me sitting on a chair in the shade of the car. Luckily we were parked in a handicapped stall & so there was no problem of someone coming in & parking next to us. We visited while we waited for Don to get off work. He gets off at 4.

Mother asked me if the chair had jumped out & grabbed me. I laughed & said no. Then I slowly said, "Well, I guess it did. I didn't see it right away." I guess I've talked too much about being "led." **BLUSH**

I had called & left a message for Don & then about 10 after 4 I called him again. I told him where I was & he said he was about 2 blocks west of me. He thought I would be in town & so he was heading to Wal-Mart. That's where I'm usually at. So, within just a few minutes he was there. We put the chair in the trunk of his car & came home.

Mother, Don & I "knew" Nick wouldn't like his new chair. And he doesn't. But, it's like I told Mother. If it's still in one piece when we finally get the house finished & I get my scrapbooking "studio," I'll have a chair I can use.

Amy's last day?

I don't know. She didn't come in to say good-bye. In fact, everyone left without saying good-bye except Rod & Krysta. Vicki Atkinson, my new job-share partner, came in today. I don't know how she'll remember everything cuz she won't be back til Dec. 1. At least she shadowed Amy. Shadowing stresses me out.

I didn't feel good again today. I need to make appts with the Nurse Practitioners & Dr. Broadbent. I forgot to get Mother's coumadin. She'll be low again. Nick suggested I put it on my cell phone calendar, which I promptly did. I'm sure glad I have a cell phone.

Don-Mike priced siding today. It will cost over $2,000 to buy siding for the house. Which ain't gonna happen until Don's mother's house sells. Don & Mike talked yesterday, but I don't know what they decided. Mike had been up to rake leaves & shut off the water. He stopped & talked to Don-Mike on his way through Preston, but DM said he didn't say anything. Mike drove right by Mother's, he should've recognized his mother's car sitting on the side of the road. But, if he's like Don, he wouldn't have noticed, LOL.