Some changes
I so wanted to blog since late January, but so much happening here and just so tired. Thank goodness we have chat, so I can vent and relax among friends, going through exactly what Bruce and I are going through.
Weather: unless you live in Southern California, all of us are having a very bad time this winter. I can only imagine what the cold and dryness is doing to Bruce. He rarely complains, but it has to be horrid. I know a lot of the focus is on us, here in New England. But Nancy and Julie, in the Midwest are perhaps much worse off. Maybe not the snowfall we are getting here, but certainly the cold. We are all so blessed to have our Sue - there in Australian summer with her sun and warmth, green and growth. And she is so willing to share - gives all of us something to look forward to, knowing it is coming for us. Puxatawney Phil or not!
So to my Bruce. From the last blog you all know he had his checkup with his PCP. Week ago, Wednesday, after his nap, I find him on the landing going either up to the bedrooms in the addition or down into the bedroom that was also his office. It is now a storeroom. Bruce wants to go down the four steps to his office because he is "curious". Now you have to understand: if I make Bruce angry or feel unacknowledged, he will placate me and then try it on his own. He is that stubborn. I explained to Bruce that he has not walked or done steps in 6 months. I called Bruce's Godson, Dan; explained the situation and Dan assured Bruce that he would come and just be in the house when we do this. It is important that just Bruce and I do it together because Dan, or anyone else, is not always going to be in the house. There were other, smaller things: he forgot to feed Kira, he poured juice into his cereal, he took a new bowl of cereal and milk into the kitchen and dumped it. So, OK now, I am in panic mode. I called the Doctor. We ran down the usual list and decided on bloodwork and a urine specimen. Fortunately Erma was coming on Thursday. I just waited until lab tech and Erma got here before I went to work.
I knew Friday, when I did not get a call from Doctor, that physically, at least, all was well. But I took the day off anyway. I ran Bruce ragged for three days. I think I counted that I took that WC up and down 18 times: errands, out to breakfast, grocery shop, car wash, jewelry store. They were cold days, but sunny and I left him in parking lots and driveway. He took good naps, slept well overnight. So I am thinking part of this was certainly cabin fever but it may also be a positive - moving up a level in cognitive thinking. But while I am loving this possibility, I also have to think of safety.
The good thing was we got everything done. And with the weather this week, a blessing. Monday: 8 inches of light dry snow overnight. Today 9 inches of the heaviest, wettest snow I have shoveled since our blizzard and Hey Babies - another due on Sunday.
I have no time or energy - LOL - to reflect on any of this. All of Bruce's labs were fine. So far he seems OK knowing Dan is coming, understands why it can't be this week. Has had me home from work for a week-he is loving that, but it will wear thin LOL. And I am hoping he understands my concerns about his safety.
He has been so patient about me having to be outside clearing the ramp. I have a phobia about not being able to accomodate 911 if I have to call them. I don't see a lot of discussion about that here. And sometimes I think it is just me - Mary Beth often laughs about this. Maybe it is just the EMT-Nurse in me.
So that is a quick update. When Erma gets back from her vacation, you can be sure Bruce and I will be off for a few days of rest, relaxation and waiting on Debbie - LOL. Right now it is hottest shower I can stand, a glass of wine, medications for Bruce and off to bed. But hey Babies - 3 snow free days, maybe. LOL. Debbie
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