November 17 2014
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| Nutmeg drinking out of the sand box |
I was up with the alarm at 7:45 finishing yesterday's blog.
I can't even remember the last time I actually got it out on the day that I was writing about. Maybe today. It's only 9:30 and I've already started. Hope springs eternal. I didn't finish yesterday's blog until 9:30 this morning. I was picking Mama Lee up at 10 o'clock and I was still in my pyjamas. I was moving so fast in the shower I'm surprised I even got wet. I even had time to finish my cup of Joe and let the dogs out to do their business. There was a layer of frost on top of the grass and the banana tree has seen better days. Elvis runs around like a maniac checking for vermin, while
Nutmeg tiptoes down the ramp and hangs a hard right to pee under the deck where it's dry and warm. I brought them back in the house
turned up C Nile on the stereo, Elvis loves to rock n roll, and went out to the truck....three times! First for my wallet, second for my sunglasses and the third time for the paperwork I needed for Mama Lee's appointment.
I made it over to Mama Lee's on time. I didn't really need to rush because as usual, she wasn't ready. It doesn't matter I'm on to her. Even in traffic it only takes twenty minutes to get to Burnaby General Hospital from our place in Coquitlam. We got to the hospital fifteen minutes before her appointment. I took her inside and saw the sign that said reception / information third floor. I left the car illegally parked, got into the elevator and went up to the third floor. On the third floor they told us that we had walked right past it. It was just inside the doors that we had come in.
I let the receptionist know that Mama Lee was there and then I went out to park the car. I decided to just pay the money and Park at the hospital. Nine freaking dollars an hour! That ought to drum up some business for the stroke ward! The machine only took credit cards no cash. It says so clearly on the machine.
Yet when I tried to use the machine with my credit card it said deposit cash. Even though there were no coin slots or bill readers on the machine. There was a number to call, but as it turns out, I should have went back to the house four times because I came out without my cell phone. I told the receptionist what happened and I did take pictures of the machine just in case I got a ticket.
When I got back into the reception area they were ready for Mama Lee to have her appointment with the speech and swallowing therapist. The therapist at the hospital essentially did the same thing that they did in my kitchen seven years ago. Mama Lee has been trying to get into a program specifically designed for Parkinson's patients. It appears they booked the appointment just to tell us that she wouldn't be able to get into the program. WTF!! There are a lot of people on the waiting list and Mama Lee is not near the top. She did do a few tests to check Mama Lee's swallowing abilities and showed her some exercises she could do to help strengthen her voice. Then she made another, what I suppose, would be useless appointment for next week. The program she wanted to get into, is an intensive, one month, four days a week, four hours a day program. That's probably not going to happen anytime soon.
I left Mama Lee in the lobby by the doors, while I went out and got the truck. I got Mama Lee back to her place in time for lunch.
I was at home wen bro Steve showed up to borrow the truck and take Mama Lee shopping. He was taking her to another assisted living facility, where a woman custom makes clothing for handicapped people. The clothes were excessively ugly! The prices, as all prices seem to be when dealing with handicapped people, were excessive.
When Steve left with the truck, I went downstairs to the Green Room to do a workout. Before I started my workout I ate a couple of hard boiled eggs. I'm thinking they may have been responsible for what happened next. I was three quarters of the way through my workout.
I had done my 10 belly crunches
Ten Side lifts from the prone position
Ten front lifts from the sitting position
and 10 no stair stretches and I had done them seven times.
That's when the poop fairy made an unexpected guest appearance. My insides did a couple of flip flops and a belly roll and I was sprinting up the stairs. Then I felt lousy for the next couple of hours. When the lovely Lisa got home about 5 o'clock I was asleep in the chair. I don't like to tell the lovely Lisa about these kind of things because she always worries to much. I guess when she got home I looked a little pale. I tried to explain to her that it was like a science experiment. How old does a hard boiled egg have to be before it makes you sick? Evidently the answer is eight days!
Lisa was in bed by 5:30. She was originally supposed to go to the set for 3 a.m. But since she drove home with the keys to the panel van she has to show up at the studio at 1:15 a.m.
I might have watched 10 minutes of the Monday Night Football game and I was asleep in my chair again it was already 10 to 0 Pittsburgh over Tennessee when I drifted off. I woke up at 9:30. The game was over and I started writing this blog. I watched four episodes of Blue Bloods while I was writing. How's that for multi- tasking? I like Tom Sellick even if he's not in a Hawaiian shirt. It's now midnight, my dream of posting my blog on the day that I'm writing about is once again, cast by the wayside.
I mentioned a few blogs ago that I had one view in the Ukraine
and then he disappeared. Well now I have twenty eight views from the Ukraine. To those people in Ukraine, Belarus and Russia if you enjoy reading my blog, I would really love to hear from you. What your life is like? How are you doing? Just a thought. Lame on the pictures today.
That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all
©2014 Dave Squatch Ward
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