Monday bits and bites
May. 9th, 2005 08:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisMy brother was at Mom's this weekend and he reports that she is better now than she has been in nearly a year. I had suspected as much. She seems a lot clearer and less confused about much of anything and the doctor who used to want to see her about once a week now only makes her come in about once a month. And last night she sent me a note that she thinks it's time to sell the car (I guess my brother and sister gave up fighting for it.)
He does say that she still drops deadlines here and there but he said they pointed out she was losing her credibility on those... She's always said things like 'well, at least I won't have to worry about who to vote for for president next time' meaning she does not plan to live that long. She is getting excellent care. She is talked to and checked up on and engaged about something by the staff every single day. They make sure she eats right and control all her medication tightly. At this rate, she'll probably outlive her TiVo and we'll have to upgrade.
Sheri and her handy man are going to be in the house today. They have a list. Ceiling fan, media center, bathroom hardware... And then little things like fixing all the kitchen cupboard doors - they have those fancy hinges that need adjusting. But, whenever I try to adjust them, I only make it worse. He's going to get all the doors straight. And the front door know sticks. It's stuck for 13 years. He's going to unstick it.
Last night was the first night that I really felt like I had a new house. I don't have as much stuff - not nearly - so there is more room. And it's beginning to look more done than undone. Happy.
I ordered the swivel chair - in green. It's due to arrive on Monday, May 16. But, Monday, May 16 is my dental appointment. Looks like the chair will have to wait until Tuesday and be my reward for going to the dentist.
I have been psyching myself for the dentist. I have started a little mental priority list that I will convert to paper before I go. It's the things I want - dental wise - in the order of importance to me. The idea is to steer him away from wasting time telling me about how gum disease can cause heart problems. Don't care, don't want to hear it. Do care that I have some really rough spots on some of my back teeth that I'd like to have more smooth so they don't hurt my tongue. I don't care anything at all about having the whitest teeth in America. I do want to be able to chew. I don't do root canals under any circumstances. If you want to do a root canal, you'd damn well be calling it something else like Trip to Hawaii or Steak Sandwich. Etc.
So when I now run my tongue over those rough places or bite down on something wrong that causes a hurt, I think to myself - I'm going to be getting that fixed very soon.
I just got a note from Sheri. My new hot water heater is coming on Wednesday. I like hot water. But, I'm having a hard time getting all excited about this particular purchase. I know I need it. My current one is living on borrowed. time. But, still.
When I first set up house on my own - my very first apartment - I remember feeling very resentful about having to actually buy toilet paper. I had an over developed sense of entitlement. I no longer feel that way about toilet paper I'm ok with buying it. But, I'm harboring a little resentment about this hot water heater.
Oh well.
He does say that she still drops deadlines here and there but he said they pointed out she was losing her credibility on those... She's always said things like 'well, at least I won't have to worry about who to vote for for president next time' meaning she does not plan to live that long. She is getting excellent care. She is talked to and checked up on and engaged about something by the staff every single day. They make sure she eats right and control all her medication tightly. At this rate, she'll probably outlive her TiVo and we'll have to upgrade.
Sheri and her handy man are going to be in the house today. They have a list. Ceiling fan, media center, bathroom hardware... And then little things like fixing all the kitchen cupboard doors - they have those fancy hinges that need adjusting. But, whenever I try to adjust them, I only make it worse. He's going to get all the doors straight. And the front door know sticks. It's stuck for 13 years. He's going to unstick it.
Last night was the first night that I really felt like I had a new house. I don't have as much stuff - not nearly - so there is more room. And it's beginning to look more done than undone. Happy.
I ordered the swivel chair - in green. It's due to arrive on Monday, May 16. But, Monday, May 16 is my dental appointment. Looks like the chair will have to wait until Tuesday and be my reward for going to the dentist.
I have been psyching myself for the dentist. I have started a little mental priority list that I will convert to paper before I go. It's the things I want - dental wise - in the order of importance to me. The idea is to steer him away from wasting time telling me about how gum disease can cause heart problems. Don't care, don't want to hear it. Do care that I have some really rough spots on some of my back teeth that I'd like to have more smooth so they don't hurt my tongue. I don't care anything at all about having the whitest teeth in America. I do want to be able to chew. I don't do root canals under any circumstances. If you want to do a root canal, you'd damn well be calling it something else like Trip to Hawaii or Steak Sandwich. Etc.
So when I now run my tongue over those rough places or bite down on something wrong that causes a hurt, I think to myself - I'm going to be getting that fixed very soon.
I just got a note from Sheri. My new hot water heater is coming on Wednesday. I like hot water. But, I'm having a hard time getting all excited about this particular purchase. I know I need it. My current one is living on borrowed. time. But, still.
When I first set up house on my own - my very first apartment - I remember feeling very resentful about having to actually buy toilet paper. I had an over developed sense of entitlement. I no longer feel that way about toilet paper I'm ok with buying it. But, I'm harboring a little resentment about this hot water heater.
Oh well.
