Thursday, April 16, 2020
The Update Fairy for April 16, 2020
For those who have been wondering how my mom is doing... She had been having trouble managing pain over the last week and had to deprioritize social media and updating this blog. I receive a daily update from Pat so on the days that my mom can't be here to report for herself I'll pass along Patrick's update:
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4/16 Deb had a great night and morning with the new meds. When she got up in the middle of the night she wasn't experiencing the pain she had the previous nights. We got a few loose ends tied up today. It's 23 C on the deck today (74 for you foreigners). As the doctor says there will be good days and bad days before this is over. Lets hope for a good one tonight.
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Thank you all for your kind words and support.
Ry
Wednesday, April 8, 2020
The Drool for April 8, 2020
Yesterday’s spellchecker has been reprimanded and hopefully today’s entry will make more sense. Today was another challenging day but I managed to get the paperwork done for the first travel insurance claim. Tomorrow, hopefully the main claim. I don’t have any idea how much the second travel insurance claim will be for, but the fact they air evacuated me back to Canada on Paris Hilton’s jet makes me think it’s a douzzy
Had the nurse come by today to change my drain tube dressing, and a failed video call with my doctor, which we achieved just fine by phone any chance not to appear by video these days is welcomed. Did you know when you are dying it doesn’t make any difference whether you use grey or purple eye shadow, as long as your lipstick colour exactly matches the inside of your gums. Lol. That way if your mouth is hanging open, your lips look pumped and full. ðĪŠ
On that sick note, I will bid you a good night, and Drool at you tomorrow.
Had the nurse come by today to change my drain tube dressing, and a failed video call with my doctor, which we achieved just fine by phone any chance not to appear by video these days is welcomed. Did you know when you are dying it doesn’t make any difference whether you use grey or purple eye shadow, as long as your lipstick colour exactly matches the inside of your gums. Lol. That way if your mouth is hanging open, your lips look pumped and full. ðĪŠ
On that sick note, I will bid you a good night, and Drool at you tomorrow.
Tuesday, April 7, 2020
The Droolfo April 7: 2020
Hi everyone. Today and the last few days have been physically challenging. I am trying to get things accomplished, but it is difficult. Pat has been a great help but without energy to move forward I am finding it hard I have a new plan to tackle what needs to be done, so have renewed optimism that tomorrow will show some accomplishments. Wish me luck,energy and clear headedness . I love you sllandpromise I will return to myoriginally witty sell once thrbudubess aspect is take care of.
Monday, April 6, 2020
The Drool for April 6; 2020
I’ll be honest. The last couple of days have been bit of blurr, scrambled activities then followed up by pooped exhausted naps. I thought I had this aced but i think maybe I’m not running the show here. I do feel the strength of your prayers and positive wishes and blessings. And I am hoping tomorrow will be a strong day overall. But I find myself struggling to get the energy for a blog, a hi how are you, or,oh look a seagull So if anyone else would Ike te ours, please feel free!
Saturday, April 4, 2020
The Drool for April 4, 2020
Hi there,
Yesterday turned up a wonderful surprise. My friends Jan and Chris arranged for a zoom video chat “wine and hat” party with a whole crew of dear friends in Winnipeg! We used to have hat parties at Jan’s where everyone had to wear a hat. It’s great fun!
And getting everyone on the same page to use the zoom meeting app was no easy feat either. Hats off to Chris for patiently talking our more technically challenged friends how to use the zoom app. Most did ok, one was a bit late, but it was an absolutely wonderful event, and I thank you both you and Jan for setting this up
The video chat was so much fun. We laughed and told stories and laughed some more. It was so good to see you all. You are all very near, dear and special to me. There were some that missed the video party, but I am hoping we can do it again.
I went to bed last night pretty tired, but with a head full of wonderful memories and great friendships.
I’ve been a whole lot quieter today. Saving up for the next fun energy burst Night all love you ð
Yesterday turned up a wonderful surprise. My friends Jan and Chris arranged for a zoom video chat “wine and hat” party with a whole crew of dear friends in Winnipeg! We used to have hat parties at Jan’s where everyone had to wear a hat. It’s great fun!
And getting everyone on the same page to use the zoom meeting app was no easy feat either. Hats off to Chris for patiently talking our more technically challenged friends how to use the zoom app. Most did ok, one was a bit late, but it was an absolutely wonderful event, and I thank you both you and Jan for setting this up
The video chat was so much fun. We laughed and told stories and laughed some more. It was so good to see you all. You are all very near, dear and special to me. There were some that missed the video party, but I am hoping we can do it again.
I went to bed last night pretty tired, but with a head full of wonderful memories and great friendships.
I’ve been a whole lot quieter today. Saving up for the next fun energy burst Night all love you ð
Friday, April 3, 2020
The Drool for April 3, 2020
Hello fellow house bound inmates. The world is not as lonely knowing everyone is self isolating at home. These are crazy times were are living in.
My days are a mixture of sleeping/conserving energy, eating (to give me energy), bathing, dressing, etc. Simple things have become more of an effort as this disease try’s to consume me. The transfusion yesterday helped in the energy department. But I tire easily and have to rest frequently.
I am not in pain. I do have discomfort that is present always, sometimes bad, but it is manageable with the medication. I am sleeping well through the night now and Pat (bless his heart) says I look good. I just wish I felt like strutting this body that has dropped 12 lbs!oo
I have been hearing from people I haven’t heard from in years, and it is wonderful. It reminds me of what a full and wonderful life I have had. And how blessed I have been.
I am doing something I’ve intended to do for awhile, but never get around to it. I am making a donation to the Chemainus cat rescue (spay, neuter and release) program. They feed the strays at the hospital a couple of doors down. Their cover photo on their Facebook page is a feral cat that I used to feed when we were here, who we called Miss Kitty. My own Simon Cougar was a feral cat originally born in this feral community.
Speaking of Simon, he has been lying by my side for hours and days since we got home. As soon as I move to the bedroom, here he is, keeping me company. I have a hospital bed beside our bed, and he is now in my spot beside me. He is a special kitty.
I did what I wasn’t supposed to today, trimmed my hair. Good thing it’s curly and forgiving! I checked my social agenda, and apparently there isn’t too much in the future I need worry about my looks for!
Today is sunny and cool, but warming up by Monday. I want to get more deck time in the sunshine!
One of my dad’s funnier jokes: Everyone who knew my dad knew he was deaf (same as me). Back in the mid-nineties, when dad was recently fitted with newer, better hearing aids he told me that when he saw his audiolist he mentioned to her he was worried about my MOMs hearing. The Audiolist told dad to perform a simple at home hearing test and report the results back to her. He told dad to stand about 25 feet from mom, and in a normal voice, ask her a question. If no response, move 5 feet closer and try again. Report back to her how far away he was when mom responded.
While mom was in the kitchen preparing dinner, dad stood at the bedroom doorway, and in a normal voice asked “Marlyn, what’s for dinner? No response, so dad walked into the Livingroom, and again asked, “Marlyn, what’s for dinner?” No response. Dad moved up to the dining room and asked again, still no response. Dad moved into the kitchen behind mom who was standing at the sink and again asked, “Marlyn, what’s for dinner?”
“Jack, for the fifth time, I said chicken!!” ðĪŠ. Have a great night my friends.
My days are a mixture of sleeping/conserving energy, eating (to give me energy), bathing, dressing, etc. Simple things have become more of an effort as this disease try’s to consume me. The transfusion yesterday helped in the energy department. But I tire easily and have to rest frequently.
I am not in pain. I do have discomfort that is present always, sometimes bad, but it is manageable with the medication. I am sleeping well through the night now and Pat (bless his heart) says I look good. I just wish I felt like strutting this body that has dropped 12 lbs!oo
I have been hearing from people I haven’t heard from in years, and it is wonderful. It reminds me of what a full and wonderful life I have had. And how blessed I have been.
I am doing something I’ve intended to do for awhile, but never get around to it. I am making a donation to the Chemainus cat rescue (spay, neuter and release) program. They feed the strays at the hospital a couple of doors down. Their cover photo on their Facebook page is a feral cat that I used to feed when we were here, who we called Miss Kitty. My own Simon Cougar was a feral cat originally born in this feral community.
Speaking of Simon, he has been lying by my side for hours and days since we got home. As soon as I move to the bedroom, here he is, keeping me company. I have a hospital bed beside our bed, and he is now in my spot beside me. He is a special kitty.
I did what I wasn’t supposed to today, trimmed my hair. Good thing it’s curly and forgiving! I checked my social agenda, and apparently there isn’t too much in the future I need worry about my looks for!
Today is sunny and cool, but warming up by Monday. I want to get more deck time in the sunshine!
One of my dad’s funnier jokes: Everyone who knew my dad knew he was deaf (same as me). Back in the mid-nineties, when dad was recently fitted with newer, better hearing aids he told me that when he saw his audiolist he mentioned to her he was worried about my MOMs hearing. The Audiolist told dad to perform a simple at home hearing test and report the results back to her. He told dad to stand about 25 feet from mom, and in a normal voice, ask her a question. If no response, move 5 feet closer and try again. Report back to her how far away he was when mom responded.
While mom was in the kitchen preparing dinner, dad stood at the bedroom doorway, and in a normal voice asked “Marlyn, what’s for dinner? No response, so dad walked into the Livingroom, and again asked, “Marlyn, what’s for dinner?” No response. Dad moved up to the dining room and asked again, still no response. Dad moved into the kitchen behind mom who was standing at the sink and again asked, “Marlyn, what’s for dinner?”
“Jack, for the fifth time, I said chicken!!” ðĪŠ. Have a great night my friends.
Wednesday, April 1, 2020
The Drool for April 1, 2020
Hi there. I’ve decided to drop the name Daily from my blog posts, well, for obvious reasons. It appears I am drooling, just not on a daily basis. I am still here though, rumours of my speedy demise were not true.
They sent me into the Chemainus Hospital this afternoon for two blood transfusions, which should help me with my deplinishing energy levels. Also saw a palliative nurse today in my home. So a busy day on the palliative ward today.
I am so fortunate that I have Patrick taking care of me. He is loving, attentive, patient, and has everything organized I have been sleeping better at night, which is helpful for us both.
Tomorrow we will try to retrieve my paperwork from the safety deposit box again. Wouldn’t let me near it last week.
Also looking forward to warmer weather where I can sun my face on the front desk.
The town looks quiet. A few people out getting some fresh air and keeping their social distancing. But buds are sprouting and the promise of spring isn’t far off. I am thankful every day to be able to be here at home.
Love you all. ð❤️ð
They sent me into the Chemainus Hospital this afternoon for two blood transfusions, which should help me with my deplinishing energy levels. Also saw a palliative nurse today in my home. So a busy day on the palliative ward today.
I am so fortunate that I have Patrick taking care of me. He is loving, attentive, patient, and has everything organized I have been sleeping better at night, which is helpful for us both.
Tomorrow we will try to retrieve my paperwork from the safety deposit box again. Wouldn’t let me near it last week.
Also looking forward to warmer weather where I can sun my face on the front desk.
The town looks quiet. A few people out getting some fresh air and keeping their social distancing. But buds are sprouting and the promise of spring isn’t far off. I am thankful every day to be able to be here at home.
Love you all. ð❤️ð
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