My Favorite Christmas Cards

My Favorite Christmas Card

I’d like to say the move is a distant memory but sadly it is not. We are still missing things, like the necessary hardware to put the Teeter together,  post for the dresser mirror and all of the stuff from the file rack from the dining room wall to name a few.

My anger at All My Sons has abated some. I try not to think about them as much as possible. I so need to call them to find out how much of the final bill was for moving her things out of Chestnut xHill. Oh, another thing that is missing is her cell phone. I shut it off but I would like to send it into Gazelle for credit.

Not much of substance here but at least I did get started again. Have a peaceful and joyful day!

I Don’t Feel Old...But I Guess I Am

I had 2 doctors appointments yesterday. One for my feet, the other for my eyes. I guess I could say I was taken care of from top to bottom.

Dr Slomsky took molds of my feet for orthotics. My left ankle is turning in. The orthotics will help keep my ankle in place and correct my flat foot.

The appointment with Dr. Jordan was for my routine eye exam. Usually not a big deal. I’ve been wearing monovision contacts and was generally happy with them. I’d noticed I’d lost some distance vision but no big deal, right?  I left there with another appointment for an extended test for macular degeneration, distance contacts with readers, and the knowledge that I have the beginnings of cataracts. I am happy that the doctor was able to diagnose these issues but it is just more confirmation that I am getting old.

Allison has been at Children’s Hospital since Thursday. She’s had a headache for over a week that wasn’t letting up. She’s been on an IV med to help her get rid of it but the doctor told Carrie that the longer a headache has been around the hard it is to get rid of it. Prayers for a speedy recovery.

Keeping My Eyes on the Prize

Less than 2 weeks to go before we are permanently moved into our new home. And the things that need done are more numerous than the stars ⭐️ in the sky...or at least that’s the way it feels.

Not only do we have to pack up our apartment but we also have to set up our new home once we are there. I worry about where we will put things and if our new home will be as cluttered and messy as our apartment. I an especially worried about the bathrooms and the kitchen. The bathrooms are much smaller than we are used to. Where will we put all of our “stuff “?  I can only plan for it now since I only have a fuzzy idea of size and storage space. So...I need to stop spending precious brain power on stuff I can’t solve and focus on today.

And so it continues!

We are Homeowners!

On Friday, August 23, 2019 Dave and I bought a house at 7638 Yosemite Drive, Worthington, OH. Our dream was made possible by my Dad and I am eternally grateful. The gift of an inheritance was above and beyond anything I could have imagined. I just wish he was here so I could thank him. 

I am afraid I was a disappointment to him. I didn’t follow the path he had in mind for me, but in the end he, in not so many words acknowledged that he loved me. 

Now begins the business of packing up our stuff so it can be moved from here to there. Not at all an easy task. I have tomorrow off and then the week of 09/09/2019 to accomplish a Herculean task.   And that without canceling future engagements like DBT or lunch with Faye and Ann. 

We have All My Sons Movers coming on 09/10/2019 to do the bulk of the job but in the meantime we need to empty dressers, get rid of some things we no longer need, i.e., the rototiller, the Schwinn AirDyne and Mom’s electric scooter. One day at a time. The worse thing that could happen as far as moving stuff goes is that the movers will need to do more than was expected and we would have to pay more than the $4200.00 estimate. Hard to believe we have that much stuff in our tiny, little apartment!

The fun begins!?

Are we there yet?

You’d think after 48 years of counseling I’d be the the sanest, most grounded and rational person around!  But I am no where near any of those things. I sometimes, no often, think that I don’t want to get better because people would expect more of me. Or I wouldn’t know how to act. In DBT we are back on Mindfulness again. I resist this with every fiber of my body. And now I think I know why. I don’t want to have to revisit dark and painful things that come up when I center my mind.

Today begins the count down to the closing on our house. This Friday we will become home owners! We will OWN a place of our own!  Today I need to speak with Sheila at Raymond James and I need to verify wiring instructions with Search2Close.

I also need to send Mom’s rent to Chestnut Hill and call them to ask the nurse to have the aids get my Mom up and dressed in the morning so that she can go to meals. Reneta, one of the aids, believes that Mom needs the social interaction and I know she’s right.

DBT check in awaits!  Goodbye for now!

I Didn’t Ask for a Monkey Wrench

As if there isn’t enough stuff that needs to be done, I had to take time to go to the doctor because my blood press was a bit more than a tad too high.

Bekah called and I mentioned that I’d had a headache for 3 days. She immediately asked if I’d checked my blood pressure and of course that never occurred to me. When I hung up I did check it and it was high for me.  That panicked me so I decided to wait an hour and take it again. Yep it was higher, much higher. Anxiety perhaps? I called my doctor and got an appointment for 2:00 in the afternoon with Jamie Mayo.

When the MA took it, it was even higher-188/92. She waited a bit and took it again, this time in my left arm. It was 167 over something. Down a little but still not good. The NP changed my med and told me to watch it. If it stays high I am to call her and she may adjust the dose.

I woke up with a pain in my right side and that along with my headache got my imagination running. I had myself thinking I had a kidney infection, or worse, cancer. A stressed mind is a prescription for disaster!  And for headaches!  Relieved for now.