Saturday, September 10, 2016
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
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.
Sunday, July 31, 2016
Big Daddy is once again back in China, at a new to him hotel and holy shit, there is a bible in the room. Quite unusual, and it is not a Gideon.
I have to call the heating and cooling people tomorrow as I am no longer cooling. Kinda sucks.
The "Wellness" appointments are just strange. The physical therapy seems to be working, I am feeling better. The call from the allergist telling me I am not allergic to fish according to my bloodwork just upsets me. Not that I want to be allergic to anything, but I am not happy about random excessive swelling of my face to the point I cannot breathe through my nose. I think that sucks. And now I have to go into her office and eat the salmon, that I provide, and it is a 2 hour appointment. And I cannot do that until Big Daddy comes home in case I die or whatever.
I am also now in therapy so I can bitch and moan to someone about all this bullshit. I told her about my heart episodes and she gave me some hope that maybe it is panic attacks and not heart attacks.
My mom and I just had a heart to heart about her preference of staying at low budget motels where you enter from the parking lot and pray you do not get shot by the riff raff that seems to prefer these establishments. I really do not like these type of lodgings. She has always had a weakness for the worst in life. I don't know why but I know we cannot travel anymore with this obstacle between us. This is gonna put a kabosh on the Noah's Ark experience.
Zoey cat is happy as I am feeding her. And giving her cookies.
My sweetest angel of the world, Curly, is walking. And I am predicting that she will make her parents more crazy than even I can imagine. And I say, you go girl.
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Things my mother taught me: You buy the cheapest, ugliest, and tackiest plastic flowers from K Mart to put on graves so asshats will not steal them. It is the thought that counts. I can attest to the fact the flowers met all the above criteria.
I got a cold sore. I find this disturbing. It hurt like hell, at first I thought it was a paper cut, but why the hell would I have a paper cut in the corner of my mouth? I am wondering if this is all about that Shingles shit. And the expensive stuff, Abreva, works like a charm. Mine was caught early and quit hurting in one day and was gone on the third day.
I took my mom to Podunk and we stayed in a crappy hotel. It is called the Carlton in Adrian and it was not great. The advertised Adrian Bar and Grill was laughable. I could not find the bartender and when I went to the front desk they pointed to the bench out front where the bartender was taking a smoke break. My white wine in the plastic stemmed wine glass did not make me feel better.
Oh, and we went to dinner with relatives. At 4:30 to beat the rush. In a Coney Island attached to the gas station. Yep.
Xfinity is telling me they have a new way to watch , the thing is . . . there is nothing to watch.
Big Daddy finally found a fly swatter. They came in a three pack. So 2 friends are up for dibs on a swatter.
Next week I am finally getting to all my doctor type appointments. My eyes are Monday, I have 3 physical therapy sessions, on allergist appointment and a regular appointment with the Internist where I get to tell him about this new weird heart beat thing. It is a busy week and I did want to go and see the 4 Freshmen at the Dirty Dog Cafe. We will have to see how that works out.
Well Monday we get to start the Republican Convention and I do not care what you all say, this is gonna be fun. And Hillary will be as much fun in Philly. I just hope everyone keeps their sense of humor and fairness and remembers, we are all the same -----so be nice.
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
The Chinese have this figured out.
All we did this weekend was eat. Lots and lots of food and drink. Now we are on the bread and water to try to lose some of this flab.
Punkin Head got the house so they are preparing to sign a lot of papers and move into their first home.
Mom and the Lily dog seem happy here, must be all the food.
Tuesday, June 28, 2016
So I get the mail and find I have a post card telling me DTE, the energy folks here in town, are going to shut off my gas because some asshat has not been able to get inside and check out the hardware. Ok, I don't work so I know this dirt bag has not tried real hard but I will call and set this up. Uhuh.
You get a recording and have to leave a message. After numerous calls I did get put on hold but then cut off.
I decided to call DTE as, adding insult to injury. 3 of my fellow Pointers are also ging to get cut off because I got their post cards. Yep, I got 4 because I have to worst Postal employee in town on my route. You can just tell by the way she parks in front of every house instead of walking the route. Our old guy Oscar was fabulous.
So I will be spending the next week on the phone calling these idjits because DTE told me this work is all out sourced to this URG company, both the phone calling and looking at the equipment. So I figure the phone calls are going to India and the looking will be done by some convict picked up at the shelter. All they gotta do is make sure you have a meter and shit to steal while they are in your house.
I did get my hair done yesterday, new color and cut. I hope this works well, the other was not working. It is not shorter just cut to have more movement. Hairdresser just returned from school in Toronto full of new ideas.
Trying to get the house ready for mom and Lily the dog to visit this weekend.
Sunday, June 19, 2016
This is not bad for a photo.
Big Daddy is home and he is so happy. I was not crazy the Internet was fucked up. The cat was happy to see him and all is well. He made cheeseburgers and that is first red meat we have had in a week.
My little sweetie is on the verge of walking and talking but she is still slobbering like a bowery wino. Not a good thing. Punkin Head says this can go on til she is 3. Yucko.
I am not happy about the "not available" options to go see her. There seems to be no hotels with availability in the summer. None. That seems to me to be just a bit silly. Even up north here, which is the cat's ass there are rooms at some point. Hmm.
The kids bought a house so we will see how this all goes.