Five years ago, my parents started having a frequent visitor of the feline persuasion. If you've been around this blog for a while, you might remember "Not my parents cat" or "Fuzzy" as Daniel sometimes called it.
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Friday, July 29, 2022
Monday, April 26, 2021
Since I've been away for so long, I thought I should catch everyone up on how we are doing.
Scott is busy being Scott. He finally christened the pizza oven his mom gave him for Christmas. He had been wanting one for so long and it did not disappoint.
Monday, December 28, 2020
The week between Christmas and New Year's Day has always felt strange to me. Christmas is over but things aren't back to "normal". Update: This showed up in my Instagram feed this morning. I guess I'm not the only one who feels discombobulated this week!
Christmas Eve, I watched our church service on line with my parents. After supper (breakfast) Mom and I drove around in the rain listening to Christmas music and looking at lights. It was nice.
I want to be transparent in this blog. Christmas Day started out very hard for me. I was in the same funk that I felt on Thanksgiving morning. I felt very reminded of the fact that things are not the same as they used to be. The holidays now feel like a measuring stick of how different my parents are. Mom isn't able to do much to get ready for the day. She did make deviled eggs but something was a little off with them this year. Dad sat down with all of us at the table, ate a few bites and went to bed. He told me that his catheter was hurting him like it did before we went to the hospital last Monday. We continued on with our meal and opened presents without Dad. I was unsure whether or not we would be spending Christmas Day at the hospital.
On a fun note, some of Rana's Muslim friends asked to make Christmas dinner for us. It was all very good....and different! I'd tell you what we had but I have no idea what it was called or how to spell it. Rana told us and it all sounded Greek to me. There's a joke behind that - I once had to explain that saying to Rana as they clearly don't have it in Syria. It doesn't work for Rana as she actually does speak a little Greek! (Kevin made turkey and dressing just in case any of us didn't like the menu.)
The cat spent the entire day on the couch with us.
Late that afternoon, Dad was feeling much better. He told me that his catheter had been blocked but he "fixed" it. I can't tell you how nervous that makes me. We have an appointment with his urologist on January 7th. I don't know if we will make it that long. He's had 2 more days of feeling better than usual. He even fried potatoes last night and said they were just like his mother used to make them.
Tuesday, December 22, 2020
Christmas is almost here. I hear so many saying that it "just doesn't feel like Christmas this year". Maybe....but I think it feels more special. Gone are the busy schedules and the "have to do" lists. This year it feels like a true "Silent Night". It's about Jesus. God came to earth as a baby to rescue us from sin.
Here's a throwback to 2 of my favorite Christmas pictures:
1. Sadie with Santa Claus
Sunday, December 6, 2020
I forgot to post this one so here goes...
Today is the first day of December and I feel hopeful. As I am typing this blog, there is a press conference on TV from the Governor of North Carolina. I am so hopeful that these new vaccines will bring a little relief to our front line workers and our Nursing Home residents. It has been almost a year since Mom has seen her sister, Ruby, who lives in an assisted living center. The same goes for my dad who hasn't seen his brother, Skee. I feel so hopeful that my parents will be able to get vaccinated soon. I know that a vaccine doesn't guarantee safety; however, I feel like it will give them a little bit of a fighting chance.
We enjoyed a really nice Thanksgiving. Scott and I brought the turkey, dressing, cranberry sauce (out of the can like Mom likes), biscuits, mashed potatoes and green bean casserole. Mom made deviled eggs and lima beans. Kevin made macaroni and cheese, more mashed potatoes and a different kind of dressing.
Check this out!
This is a white chocolate raspberry bundt cake from Nothing Bundt Cakes. My Uncle Coy and Aunt Zell gave it to me for Thanksgiving. Isn't is amazing???? I can't tell you how good it tasted. I also can't tell you how much it meant to me that my Uncle Coy and Aunt Zell thought of me in this way. I will never forget it.
Here's the big news of the day...
A caregiver came today for my mom and dad. I was so nervous as I didn't know if I was doing the right thing. There is a 4 hour minimum and we just really don't have the money right now. I am taking a leap of faith and hiring her for 2 days per week. Hopefully, we will eventually be able to afford more days.
The Home Health company was recommended to me by the social worker in my building. We had the initial evaluation 3 weeks ago and it was so very sad. It was incredibly difficult talking about the kind of help my parents need in front of them. Mom just looked so very sad. After the owner and the nurse left, I told Mom that she seemed sad. She told me that it was very hard for her to accept help. My heart broke. Was I doing the right thing? Is it the right time? Is this the right agency? How are we going to pay for this? I prayed. The agency called and said that a lady named "Willette" would be coming on Tuesdays and Thursdays from 10 am to 2 pm. Willette who? Who is this person I am bringing into my parents lives? Is she nice? Is she safe? Is she honest? How will Mom and Dad accept her?
Today my fears were laid to rest. Willette is a lovely women who I could imagine becoming a part of the family. Much to my surprise, Dad knew her husband's family. Actually, he not only knew them, he grew up next door to them. Dad recited names and Willette told him what had happened to them. Today was the perfect day for Willette to come. Dad was supposed to go to the urologist but due to weaknesses and falling, Mom had to cancel the appointment. We go to 2 doctor appointments tomorrow. I feel like I live at a doctor's office. I know that Mom was so glad Willette was with her in case Dad were to fall. God is so good.
Update:
Wednesday (the day after I wrote this post) I took Dad to a doctor appointment. I asked them to check him for a UTI since he was falling again. Well....I was right....another UTI. He's home and taking antibiotics so we are praying that he will stay out of the hospital this time.
I have sad news. Not Mom's Cat is moving. Mom and Daniel are crushed. Oh the tears that were shed. Daniel had spent Friday working on the cat house that he is building for it. I'm sad too but I think that I don't believe it yet. Dad asked the owner if they could have the cat and he said "No". He told Dad that they love their cats because they aren't any problem. Um no, they are always at Mom and Dad's house.
I took this photo today. It was on a bench inside their house:
The neighbor did tell Dad that if the cat wasn't there when they left they weren't going to wait around on it.
I'll keep you posted.
Sunday, October 11, 2020
We are almost half way through October already! Does it seem like the second half of the year is going much faster than the first?
Several weeks ago, my hair colorist put a toner "glaze" on my hair and chopped off more of the fried ends. This wasn't to change the color of my sliver hair but to tone down the brassy "blorange" ugliness.
We call Blossom "Scooter" these days as she has become a "pro" at scooting around on her backside. Nothing can stop Blossom!
She can still walk a little bit and at times, she stands like a normal dog. One thing is certain, she's still feisty!
Today, Daniel spent about 30 minutes showing cat videos to the cat.
I'm just as shocked as you are that the cat actually watched them!
So,....life has been super wonky for me lately. I have recently received unexpected (not so great) news from my doctor and my ophthalmologist. I'm doing my best to eat healthy, exercise daily, lower my stress/anxiety and take care of myself. Mom and Dad are still keeping me very busy but life is good.
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