Doctor's Appointment Results

I thought my appointment went along fine.   After I came home I found that I have to go have my lungs e-rayed,  I have to go see stomach doctor, a lung doctor, a nevrologly  doctor,  and to get some iron supplements to take.

I was taking a breathing treatment on a breathing machine with bromide albuterlot medicience three times a day.  She took me off that and told me to use my puffers Advair and Combivent.

Diane, Natalie and I want to go down to Edinburg to visit with Jean over a four day week end about March 20th during Natalie's spring break.

I was touched by the honest, loving, thoughts that Former President George Bush shared with us about his wife, Barbara, and her heart surgery.  That was sweet.

Pnemonia

I have a bout of pneumonia and it's driving me crazy.  I cough, my nose keeps running, I cough up nasty stuff, and I can't breath.  I am miserable.  My fingernails are too long and to cut, my toenails need to be cut, my hair needs a trim, and I need to shave my legs.  I must have a bad case of dandriff and that drives me crazy.

Late At Night

I have posted since the date on the preceding post, but I don't know where - - - I thought it was on this blog.  Who knows????

Oh, my!!!  My fingernails are too long!!!  I need to cut them shorter!!!  NOW!!!!  But I am busy and I don't know where my clippers are hidden, well, they are out of sight.  The house is dark and everyone is sleeping except me.

Sure wish I could visit with Mother and Daddy.  I really miss them.  My girls, too; Beth and Jill; not to mention my grandchildren.  Yes,  I know I will see my girls, grandchildren, and other loved ones this summer, but  I have to wait until I go to another place to see Mother and Daddy.

I just saw that cute little red headed girl with Howie Long in a commercial.  She is so darn cute.  I miss being around little ones. They are so interesting.

I don't know why but I just went to some dark place and I feel bad about myself.  Don't worry I will be ok in a little while.

No Idea

I have no idea of what the date is, and I just learned it is Thursday by looking at the date on this page, but it doesn't say what month or the date.  I guess someone will tell me if I need to do something.  Bob just walked up the stairs and told me to take a shower.  I guess he thinks I stink. Mercy!  Mercy! I wonder what is happening for me to deserve that.  I guess he thinks he is my keeper.  I didn't know I needed a keeper.  Guess I will let him feed me!  Maybe I need a pat on the back when I do a good job.  Natalie just came out of the bathroom, so I'll wait a while because it is busy.  I swear I don't know what I do for him to treat me so sharply, that I feel like a dunce or someone who can't make decisions for herself.

Hello! It is me!

Can you believe it?  I am on my blog.  I don't have anything interesting to share, except I probably have two daughters angry with me because I haven't done anything to communicate with them lately.  I forget to telephone them until I think of it in the middle of the night.  I am a  bad mother.  There are so many little things I need to do, but I can't remember what they are - par for the course.  

 

I don't do a thing everyday but sit on the couch in the loft and do nothing at all.  I am a mess, just sitting here and thinking of things I need to do and then don't bother to do one thing.  That's what you call planning ahead, not worth a darn with this old woman.

All Messed-Up

Ever have one of those days when your right hand doesn't know what the left hand is doing?  Well, I feel like that this morning.

Natalie is not going to school today.  Diane or Sean is still here and hasn't left for work yet.  One of them left for work and it must have been Diane because it is almost ten a.m.  Sean must be working until late this evening.  I just heard Sean come out of their bedroom and say, "Good Morning!" to Bob and Maggie; and right now he is saying hello to the cats.

Bob turned on the TV down in the family room and it is so loud I can hear and understand every word of the program he is watching; but I can just barely hear what is happening up here in the loft where I am watching another TV.  In Bob's defense I will tell you he has to have it turned up loudly to hear it, but it certainly is annoying.  I think that is the bane or tale of woe of most wives because the men in their lives are hard of hearing.

The Lost Is Found

For a year I have been looking for a twenty five dollar gift card for Texas Roadhouse that Diane, Sean, and Natalie gave me for Christmas.  The lost gift card is found!!!  When Diane and I started unpacking our Christmas decorations the other day; there was my lost gift card.  Bob quickly put it in his billfold, so we would know where it is.  Yeah!!!  We can now go there to eat!!!  I love their six ounce fillet - med. rare covered with mushrooms, a loaded sweet potato, and a salad, plus a roll.  Texas Roadhouse!  Here I come!!!!

It is almost one o'clock in the morning and Natalie is still up working on a poster that is due tomorrow.  I can remember being up until three a.m. typing a paper for one of the girls and a few other late nights while they were in high school.   This is the first late night-er I have seen Natalie do.

Diane reminded me tonight that tomorrow is John and Beth's wedding anniversary.  I don't remember how many years, but it must be twenty years or so.  Hard to believe!  My, how time flies.  Also the eighteenth is Beth's 42th birthday.  My word!!!  I am blessed to have such a fine family.  

You can hear the wind howling around the corner of the house and being from northwest Indiana, you immediately think of it as dangerous cold outside.  It is probably in the fifties or maybe forty something like that outside the house.