Palm Sunday

Another day of General Conference, therefore no local church meetings are being held, thus a holiday for Don & I from the library.

Bedtime last night was - drum roll please - 11:30 p.m. Wake up time was 9:15. Nick woke me up, but I was laying there without the CPAP mask on my nose. He figured I was awake. My nose was so plugged up, I couldn't breathe through it, sigh. I haven't been taking my Zyrtec-D because Nick needs it & I've been giving it to him because Medicaid won't pay for Zyrtec. I guess I'll have to buy some OTC so we can both use it. My mouth was so dry. We're out of prilosec too. I've got to buy that also.

Now, for confession time. I was sitting on the bed, ready for bed at 11:30 p.m. I turned out the light at 12:30 because I finished reading an Anne Perry book, A Christmas Beginning. I thoroughly enjoyed it. It's past due at the library & I need to return it. I have 2 other books out too. The librarian told me she couldn't renew one of them anymore. So, I need to read that too, or just bite the bullet & return it.

Don is finally doing our taxes. He needs a couple of things, but that's why I wanted the taxes done now & not April 15. I can look for them now, I've got a couple of days to do it. It's probably out in the basket of mail on the front seat of the car. I've been going to sort through it at Mother's.

Don-Mike's decided it's time to upgrade his daily driver. Nick found him a truck at Axtell Chevrolet in Logan. Speaking of dealerships, Tapper Motor in Montpelier has closed. Not that he was planning on checking with Tapper, but I remembered when he was talking about checking Hunzeker Chevrolet in Soda Springs.

Well, it's noon. Onward & upward, or in other words, I need to get up, take my meds, get dressed & go over to Mother's.

Lent, Day 15

Gotta hurry on this if I'm going to be in bed in 15 minutes. Don-Mike just got home from work. He brought his supper with him. It smells good. I woke up in the night Wednesday hungry. Yet today I didn't eat until 5:30. By then I was so hungry, I almost ate my fingers. I had a hamburger at Burger King. I went to visit Mother & had some toast & tea with Mother. She still doesn't feel well, so I fixed her some tea. Anyone try pomegranate tea? Then I came home a little after 8 & Don had supper ready & I had 2 helpings. And now Don-Mike's supper smells good.

Bedtime last night was midnight, & then at 20 after 12 I remembered I hadn't put omeprazole in either med boxes, Don's or Nick's. So, I got up & put it in the boxes. Neither one of them would have known where to look nor even know that omeprazole is generic for prilosec. This morning Nick came in & woke me up to ask what the weird pill was in his med box. Yet, if it wasn't there, he would have come in & woke me up asking where his "one pill" was & I would be supposed to translate that into prilosec.

I had to charge the prilosec this afternoon at Preston Drug. It was only a couple of dollars more than at Wal-Mart though AND I could charge it.

I got up this morning, finally, at 10. Not sure when Nick came in, a little after 8 I think.