Tuesday, May 23, 2017

The Merry month of May




Big Daddy is doing well this week, he is back to sponge bathing like an astronaut. He hates it.

I went to the shrink and got shrunk.

Curly got her Weenie and she is happy. Punkin Head said likes Weenie the best of all the characters in the book.

Mom and I are going to the toy store in the morning, then to a seafood restaurant for lunch and then Barnes and Noble so she can just sniff all the books. She loves bookstores, so much that I have to put her on a timer.

Verizon updated my phone so of course it is useless at this point, wonderful.

Trash I am currently watching on TV, Southern Charm and a new snarky on Bernie Madoff. And who can forget the new Bachelorette of color.

Monday, May 22, 2017

Stage 2 cancer for Big Daddy


Mother's Day flowers from Punkin Head.

Well Big Daddy's boo boo turned out to be stage 2 rectal cancer. We, well really he, is in radiation and chemo. The lead up to this was overwhelming, multiple trips to many doctors and they keep saying " so you are seeing Hiawatha", and you don't know who the hell these people are. BD is blessed, he is with the best of the best at St. Johns and the Van Eslander Cancer Center. So far he is doing great and is only mildly bitchy about the sponge bath Tuesday through Thursday.

I am still depressed which is the real reason I have not been blogging, sometimes it is just to hard to think.  I am in therapy and I am not sure how successful this is going to be, I tend to pick at my therapist and I do not like to deal with some truths.

My mom is here and is as crazy as ever, she is never gonna be an easy person to deal with. She is feeding the dogs with little to no bowel control leftover BBQ ribs, WTF. The trip up from Florida was hilarious, I drove it in 2 days as I could not stand the thought of being stuck with that dog for much longer.  The temps were in the 90's and the only places we could stop were that Chicken place, it was a nightmare.


Not the one I wanted but BD and his mom on the porch at the Middlebury Inn the night before Punkin Head's wedding.

I will get this damn picture thing fixed.

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

If I didn't have bad luck or why we will keep on keepin on, have a colonoscopy today


Lunch at The Hill restaurant, Grosse Pointe

Well just about as soon as I posted my last post the computer went on the fritz and I was without it for a few weeks. Then I had back to back trips (with no laptop) to Florida as my mother broke her hand and had a bad reaction to her BP meds. Then I caught a cold on the second trip and I cannot describe my misery in dealing with mom and kleenex. We went to Lake Placid to see the murals and I was so sick I could barely get out of the car. That took some time to recover from when I returned home, but I could not pick up my laptop because there was no power on that side of town. Southeast Michigan had 70 mile per hour winds and I am selling shingles on the curb from my lemonade stand.

So now I am gonna try this again and I have discovered I can post photos from my phone.

Big Daddy has a new job and a new Mexico travel plan. He flies out on Sunday and comes home on Thursday and we have a 3 day weekend. That is where the pic and Friday lunch at The Hill comes in. My favorite lunch spot in Grosse Pointe, but not open on Saturday afternoon.

BD had a colonoscopy this week and they found a boo boo and we are awaiting the results of the biopsy. Should know by Friday and I hope this does not run over the weekend. He did not get a lot of sympathy as I have done one sygmoid thing without anesthetic and 3 colonoscopies. These are life savers as my first discovered a polyp, removed and benign, and I have been okay since. We are hoping and praying for the best for BD. My grandmother had a colostomy in her 80's and lived to 94. She had cancer and it was not caught early, so I have hope. By not caught early she lost other organs.

Well I hope to keep this up and find something entertaining and provactive to leave to my grandaughter, don't want her to think grandmama was boring. Or an asshat.

And I will leave you with this for today:

 When Dr. Phil tells you to put on your big boy pants you know that phrase should never be used again.

Friday, February 17, 2017

Gonna try this one more time

And now I remember why I quit, I could never figure out the pictures on the new Windows. And I still cannot do that so here we have a really old pic of Mexico from Big Daddy. New resolution, figure out the damn pictures.

I have been busy and then depressed again. Seeing a therapist about the depression and I am not so sure she is a fix. Can't put my finger on it but it just seems weird sometimes. Like she is reading a script.

I have a huge pain or cramp in my neck and have been putting a bag of frozen roasted corn on it for the last 2 days. It is not improving and I cannot take Aleve as I am on the damn Xraleto so I don't stroke out from the Afib. Big Daddy is in China and finally woke up enough to suggest I go to the acupuncture guy he sees for his knees. So tomorrow early I am going to see Dr. Zhang.

I took a class a few weeks ago on Chalk painting and I think I can do this. BD ordered me some books on Ebay so I don't forget the fine points and I have been studying up on painting techniques for the whole house. Yes, I am gonna paint the whole house because I have paid a fortune to asshats who did poor ass jobs and I am sick of that shit. Not the whole house in chalk paint just certain areas.

I am going to Florida to visit my mom in a week or so and I am not looking forward to this trip, she is not well and I am not quite sure how to handle this. And it needs to be handled. Good thing, plane tickets cost me $11.00. For once, thank you Delta. So I have to get the shoulder fixed so I can schlep my own bags to the rental car and drive down to the shit hole known as Sebring.

I will try to bring you up to date an my gorgeous granddaughter if I can ever find her picture, my friend who is really not well with a really bad cancer who is starting a new business, my hilarious cat and fabulous husband and I guess the fact that life goes on.

Monday, September 26, 2016

End of the month update on the current baloney

Don't ask me how but I downloaded this from my phone. These are my anniversary/funeral flowers. They are one sided and the back must be hidden. That is the last time for Conner Park Florist, no more. Something changed and I am done with those asshats. Yep, we had our 40th anniversary this weekend and all is well. We went to the Cornwall bakery as we always get treats on special occasions and I got a butter tart and an apple pie. They were not to my taste. Really pissed me off. We each bought a pair of shoes and called it good, just not feeling it this year.

My current foster dog Auggie is settling in nicely. He was on TV this morning as the dog of the week. We will see. His hair is just starting to grow in from the shaving and he is a French poodle with Chinese eyes. I keep him in the crate when I am busy and overnight and he is doing fine with that, but he sits next to me in the big chair when we watch TV or read and is quite content.

I am finished with the event monitor and it could not be soon enough, I was so tired of the wires and the thing hanging off me and finding clothes big enough to accommodate all the extra crap. I had the EMG where they stick needles in your arm, my case was the arm, and it was a non event. Sting was smaller than taking blood and I only felt it once. Good news is I have no nerve damage.

Big Daddy is in Mexico for his new job, just for the week, but the bad news is some asshat sourced some tools in China quite near the border with Tibet I believe. And of course someone has to go. This will only be a one week trip with a 19 hour flight. And they are liking China for future projects. WTF.

Last movie was Bridget Jones Baby. Wait for it on television. Movie this week will be the Magnificent Seven, the trailer was great so we will see. Oh I finally saw Brooklyn on TV and loved it. Tried Revenant and I just could not get into it. Started Survivor on TV but sometimes I like it and sometimes I don't.

Tonight is the debate and I cannot wait. So many rumors, so much hype, this will be great.

Saturday, September 10, 2016

Just when you think you have heard it all . . .

As you can see I am still photo challenged. This is after downloading Google something for pics that would help me out.

Well, my mom has decided she does not want to pursue buying a mobile home after she found out they are on wheels. Big Daddy and I elected not to explain tie downs as they still blow away in a fierce wind.

I am getting many rings and messages on my heart event device so I called and asked if they are getting this data or not. They said yes so I guess I just need to leave the house on a regular basis. I had the first monitored episode the other night, woke me up, and BD took my B/P, it was low which makes me wonder is sleeping B/P a lot lower that resting B/P? I am recording this per the doc.

Which brings us to Riley, the faux poodle we are fostering. The only thing Riley will do with any enthusiasm is go for a walk. He does not sniff around, he does not pee on every inviting pee post, he walks. If he cannot hold it he poops anywhere, cement, grass, the street. If he can hold it he poops in my family room. He hates the grass. The head of the rescue squad contacted his former owner who turned out to liars, cheats and asshats and they will not take him back and said yea, he bites. BD knows about that. The vet said they refused testing on him back in the spring. So here is what happened: As soon as the last kid pulled out of the driveway they called the rescue and lied. And then they bought new carpet and furniture. And that is why they will not take him back, the new carpet. They are just cheap ass Grosse Pointers who wanted someone else to pay to put him down. His last day is Wednesday and we are just keeping him comfortable. Oh, yea, when I take him out to pee he falls over sideways when he walks. The only time he is okay is walking on the leash.

Monday I go for my test, EMG on my right arm. I am not looking forward to it. But I am also tired of the needle like pains. Don't know which is worse until Monday.

I am going to a therapist, PHD, for all this medical bullshit and she told me my symptoms are similar to another patient, one with a rare disease that was hard to diagnose. She said it would be very odd to have 2 patients with this disease but after a few visits she gave me the name of the diagnosis and said to read up on it and think about the information. It is uncanny how it seems that I meet the criteria. It is a new disease, named in 2007. I will be keeping an eye on this one.

Oh, and I passed the oral challenge for salmon and I am not allergic. It is just coincidence that half my face swelled shut twice when eating salmon. WTF.

Okay, best of the week, saw Sully at the moving pictures. I liked it, I remember watching it happen on CNN when I was laid off back in the day. It is a little sappy and whatever, but I still liked it.

Also like Light Between the Ocean, beautiful scenery. Odd this was the last movies I have watched, this and Jason Bourne and The Danish Girl all had the same actress Alicia Vikander. I wonder if she is the only one working these days. She was not in Sully.


Sunday, August 28, 2016

What I did on my summer vacation

Obviously I did not learn how to post pictures properly.


Don't have a clue on that pic. Some Santa thing from China.

I have been spending most of my time in health related activities:

Physical Therapy on my back and neck 3 days a week. One of which involves some kind of massage which is really painful torture. 

One or two days a week at a different kind of doctor. This coming week will be a cardiologist. I still have to fill out that paperwork.

Once a week or so with my mother, lately it is back to the movies. Star Trek, I highly recommend. The Chinese restaurant on Ford Road I would skip. Also a regular visit to Walgreen's which I am starting to look forward to that visit. Also saw Jason Bourne, not a bad movie if you do not mind a bit of blood and gore, it is my mom's favorite. Yes, she is 82. 

I have not found a dog and that is God's way of telling me this is No Time For Dogs.

Big Daddy recently returned from China and is preparing to start a new job with a new company, he needs new clothes. The old company was really slack on looking sharp. And he may not be returning to China in the near future. Hurrah. 

Read some books but the only one I would call a winner was "The Girl From The Savoy", really a nice read about the early 20th century in England. 

My SIL has me convinced to paint my house in Chalk Paint, we will see. 

My precious Curly is walking and dancing and is quite precocious, maybe she will take after me. 

I need to keep putting one foot in front of the other and just keep on keeping on, hopefully more to follow.