Friday, May 29, 2009

Friday? Who Cares?


Today is Friday. That doesn't mean much to me. All my days are the same, except Saturdays and Sundays there are a few more people in the house. Well, not completely true, but close. Big T is home during the day right now. He was or is in the process of being laid off from his job. Just another bit of excitement to my life right now. Between Dad, Ty's graduation, Terry's job, my father-in-law and just the day to day life - I'm asking that question, "How much more can I stand?" T's Dad is having TIA's (mini-strokes) and it worries me that they are a precursor to something else. So, maybe God allowed Terry this time off so that he could spend more time with his Dad?

We are still dealing with cleaning out and sorting through the old house. I can't wait to get out from under the mortgage and utilities at that house. It would be a big relief for us. I cannot believe the amount of STUFF we have accumulated in 22 years. You could fit everything we need in the back of T's truck and haul 4 or 5 tractor trailer loads to goodwill and the dump of the things we don't need or haven't even seen in 2 years. Getting it done and sold will be a very happy day around here.

Poppa is on an up cycle right now. He has slept good for two nights, fed himself breakfast and LUNCH for two days and will answer simple questions. This disease is perplexing. You would think that if he was unable to feed himself for weeks then that ability was just lost, BUT NO! He might not pick up the spoon for 10 days and then suddenly one morning he's feeding himself not only his cereal, put picking up the cup to drink juice!?

His Boo Bear is still hanging around. He has not taken to it like I thought he would, but he doesn't oppose it being beside him in bed or on the table by his chair. He may just need more time for it to become familiar.
The research for the atomic testing that he participated in has kept me busy. He was in Nevada during the Buster Jangle series of tests. He was part of the troops who observed the Shot Dog that took place on November 1, 1951. It is very interesting and I wish I had asked him about his time in the military when he still rememebered.
So that's my advice today. If you have loved ones who are older - ask them questions, write down names, dates, adventures. Because things you don't think are important today, may mean the world to you tomorrow.
Be Kind and make good decisions!

1 comment:

momranoutscreaming said...

I wish I could be there to help you out. Even if it was just making dinner and having a good laugh. Take care of yourself.