Stop and visit, talk all you want. Pt 24

Hey, girl! What happened last night? Our phones got disconnected. Mine is still having troubles. I can get texts but not calls. Text me if you want to. I'm up.

I have coffee...GIMMEE CAKE!!! LOL

LOL I want cake too!! I'm afraid of the coffee LOL but I love and miss coffee every morning.
Here's my '07 Tacoma after the wreck. The van that ran into me actually went underneath me, but the bed rammed into the cab, plus I ran into the car in front of me so it had some front end damage too.

Here's her van! Ouch!

Ah, to be alone. Not forever, how 'bout a week or maybe even 2? On a beach. In the fall. Chilly air and I'm in a cabin right on the water. Huge deck on the front. Adirondack chair, just for me. Sitting and watching the water. Relaxing. Just me, myself and I. Dreams, only dreams☺

We never took any pictures of the totaled cars. With the last, the 3rd Toyota we had owned, I was rear-ended and it forced me into the car ahead of me, also a Toyota. They had a ball hitch, and it was rammed into my grill. So when I bounced/flew backwards, I brought that car with me, and back into the guy who had hit me in the first place. Early morning, in Peoria, on our way to AR. No one was hurt, and would you believe the guy who rammed me, was a doctor? A doctor driving an old car with bad breaks. Yea right. The cop might of believed him, but I sure didn't. We had had that car for 8 months. Drove it off the lot with a grand total of 7 miles on it. The car looked like an accordion.

I need to go visit Phyllis, so I'm off for now.

Have a good visit!

Bummer about all these wrecked cars. Boohoo, lost my P.T. Cruiser just a year ago. She was RC Cola Blue. Coolest car i have ever owned for all of 8 months. Then someone switching lanes couldn't stop quick enough, I think his breaks went out. The guy two car ahead decided it was time to turn so The Van in front of stops, I slamm on my breaks stop just in time but the truck behind me had just switched lanes slammed on his breaks but didn't stop! Impact was so hard pushed me a couple of feet into the Van in front. sigh, I have a mini van, A Chrylser. Dark Blue. but gets me to and fro with all my junk and kids too! LOL.

Well, I dunno, maybe your didn't get my txts so lol, stopped txting.
Hope you had a busy day.

I've got to go to a wake tonight. So sad, our Baby sitter's my died suddenly of a heart attack.
So might not get back on till tomorrow.

See you then, Have a good evening too.

Ah I'm sorry about your baby sitter. T&P hun.

I take pictures of all my wrecks, you never know what the insurance is going to ask for. That's funny Terry, when I was rear-ended the car in front of me was a 1999 white Lincoln Town Car, and the guy driving it was a surgeon! He even had all of his scrubs on, even the booties! You never know what people are going to be driving. He probably was a doctor, who had gone out of business LOL!! That's weird that all of your Toyotas were totaled. I wouldn't buy any more either lol.

My phone has been acting weird too Celia. It doesn't seem to have the signal strength that it used to. I don't get a new one until November, which I can't wait cause my car has bluetooth built in, but my phone isn't compatible. My next phone will be!

Well, I'm not so good. I'm back to being sad and really angry at people. I wasn't really gone for very long. When I was walking down the hall, a little ahead of me was one of the CNA's and I heard her ask Phyllis if she took anything in her tea. She only has tea if she's gotten a "sick" tray. I walked into the room and my heart sank. Phyllis is really not feeling good today at all. Yesterday she had thrown her morning pills, all 13 of them, up. But they gave her anti-nausea pills twice, and she ate a fairly good supper and wasn't feeling too bad. Tonight though? She doesn't feel good at all, and it shows. She had the same tray for lunch. Her tray had broth, apple juice, crackers and tea. She also had a Shasta lime-lemon soda. Laying in bed, already, in a hospital type gown, could hardly eat anything and was having difficulty breathing. She hadn't slept well at all today and it was showing. Krista went with me, but we didn't stay even an hour. She just needed to rest and I knew that. Leaving, I met a nurse in the hallway. I asked if she was Phyllis' nurse and immediately she asked me if she was Phyllis. No, are you Phyllis *insert last name* nurse. Yes. So I asked her what was going on and she told me SHE DOES THIS ALL THE TIME!!! Is she a donkey's back end? She doesn't either do it all the time. I'm THERE every day, she's not, please don't tell me she does it all the time. I then asked if the doctor would be called and she cut me off. By asking...drum roll please....Are you the Power of Attorney??? Do these people not understand what a POA is??? For crying out loud. I'm the POA for my BIL and it goes into effect when 2 doctors deem the patient incompetent! Not one minute before. I've been thru all this with a lawyer already. And so I told her that it wouldn't matter, Phyllis is NOT incompetent and she's already told the office that I am to be kept informed, to be given the information at any time I ask for it (I was pretty much telling her back, she had already turned and was walking away when I said no). Or even without asking for it. For crying out loud, if she looked, who's listed numero uno to be called FIRST?? ME, that's who! Did it matter to this um...nurse?? NO. I walked up the hall in tears, I stood and spoke with the CNA in tears, I walked to the car in tears and I drove home in tears. Thank goodness it's a mere 3 minutes to the nursing home. Where all these tears come from, I don't know. But they flow. Like a river. Tomorrow I have to go in and talk, once again, to the lady in the office. This is getting really really old. And no, it makes no difference if I call any of the "kids" or even the 2 that are listed as POA. They blame me for all the woe's of the world, so what would the point be? I already made a call to the youngest son yesterday, got his voice mail, left a message and asked him to please return my call, and he did not. What is wrong with these people??

I'm going to bed, where I'm going to continue to cry and hopefully, I find sleep ;(

Oh Terri,
I hope you were able to get some sleep.
...I will keep you in my prayers for continued strength.
Sometime it is just so frustrating to get through.

You sound very overwhelemed, and i can't blame you.
you know it's good to have great cry and let some of that
out of your system. Anger, frustration, sadness...
We got wide shoulders sweetie.
Let it all out, because YOU need to.

I hope that you can find some time to just be you and relax too.
Maybe this picture will help a bit.

That's an awesome picture, Judy. It's making ME relaxed. My feet are on the railing and a cool drink in my hand. Ahhh.....

Good morning, everyone. Working at a different location today. It's fun to hop around and have a different view during the day. Seeing the inside of one store day after day can get quite boring sometimes.

Terry, just for you.

And this Terry. T&P darlin'

That is an awesome picture Judy. I'd blow that one up, frame it, and put it on my wall. I'm already tired enough to go to bed, but if I did that I would wake up at 3:00am, and I don't want to do that!

I have to post this here for you guys to see. It is a funny and very true email I just got. :~)

*_Missouri_*
> *Possums sleep in the middle of the**
> road with their feet in the air.
>
> There are 5,000 types of snakes on
> earth and 4,998 live in Missouri .
>
> There are 10,000 types of spiders.
> All 10,000 live in Missouri plus a couple no one's seen before.
>
> If it grows, it sticks; if it crawls, it bites.
>
> Onced and Twiced are words.
>
> It is not a shopping cart; it is a Buggy.
>
> Houses have 'Winders' and 'Windas', never
> has a window been seen.
>
> South of I-70, People actually grow and eat okra.
>
> 'Fixinto' is one word..
>
> There is no such thing as 'lunch.' *
> *There is only dinner and then there is supper.**
>
> Iced tea is appropriate for all meals...*
> *and you start drinking it when you're two.**
>
> Backards and forards means 'I know everything about you.'
>
> 'DJeet? is actually a phrase meaning 'Did you eat?'
>
> You don't have to wear a watchbecause it doesn't matter what
> time it is.*
> *You work until you're done or it's too dark to see.**
>
> You don't PUSH buttons, you MASH them.
>
> You know the distance between stops on 'The Wine Trail'..
>
> You measure distance in miles.
>
> You've had to switch from 'heat' to 'A/C' in the same day.
>
> You know who/which store has the best deal on cases of *
> *Natural Light beer.**
>
> 'Fix' is a verb. Example: 'I'm fixing to go to the store.
>
> All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit,
> vegetable, grain, insect or animal.
>
> You install security lights on your house and garage and leave
> both unlocked.
>
> You know what a 'DAWG' is.
>
> You carry jumper cables in your car. . .
> for your OWN car.
>
> There are only four spices: salt, pepper, Tabasco and ketchup.
>
> The local papers cover national and international news on one
> page, but require 6 pages for local gossip and sports.
>
> The first day of deer season is a holiday.
>
> 100 degrees Fahrenheit 'a little warm.'*
> *We have four seasons: Almost Summer, Summer, still Summer and
> Christmas.**
>
> Going to Wal-mart is a favorite pasttime known as 'goin'
> Wal-martin' or off to
> 'Wally World.'
>
> A cool snap (below 70 degrees) is good pinto-bean weather..
>
> Fried catfish is the other white meat.
>
> We don't need no stinking driver's ed . . ..
> if our mama says we can drive, we can drive.
>
> If you understand these jokes please forward them to your
> friends from Missouri *
> *(and those who just wish they were).*
>
> *EVERYONE can't be from Missouri ; it takes talent. You might
> say it's an art form or a gift from God!*

LOL That's good. I have one...You know you're form Utah if...It's pretty long but I'll post it anyway.

Green jell-o with carrots mixed in doesn't seem strange.

You can pronounce Tooele.

The U is not just a letter - Neither is the Y.

You have actually eaten funeral potatoes.

You've gotten both heat and frost burns off your car's door handle in the same month.

You are not surprised to hear words like "Darn, Fetch, Flip", "Oh, My Heck" and "Shoot".

Your tulips get snowed on three times after they come up and twice more after they bloom.

Hunting season is a school holiday.

The largest liquor store is the state government.

You can go skiing and play golf on the same day.

30% humidity is muggy and almost unbearable.

Somewhere in your family tree is a polygamist.

You know the difference between a 'Steak House' and a 'Stake House'.

The elevation exceeds the population

You've broken down on the highway and somebody stops to help you

You can see the stars at night

You have a bumper sticker that says "Families are Forever."

You were an aunt or uncle before you were three.

Your spouse's mother was pregnant at your wedding.

You have more children than you can find biblical names for.

Your family considers a trip to McDonald'd a night out..

Your first child was conceived on your honeymoon.

You feel guilty when you watch Monday Night Football.

Your kids believe the deer hunt is a national holiday.

You drink Coke from a brown paper bag.

You consider a temple recommend a credit reference.

At least two of your salad bowls are at the homes of neighbors.

You believe that you must be 18 or older to order coffee at a restaurant.

You wonder why fire truck drivers honk when you drive 35 mph in the left lane on the freeway.

There is a similarity between a ward basketball game and the L.A. riots.

You think Jack Daniels is a country western singer.

You negotiate prices at a garage sale.

You can make Jell-O salad without the recipe.

You've heard about BYU football in a testimony meeting.

You have two gallons of ice cream in your freezer at all times.

Your father-in-law thinks Ronald Reagan was a liberal.

A member of your family wrote in Lavell Edwards for president in the last election.

Cars in the slow lane are traveling the fastest; cars in the fast lane are traveling the slowest; cars in the middle lanes are always trying to exit.

Sandals are the best-selling shoes.

You have to ask for the uncensored version of "Titanic."

Hotel rooms all have the Book of Mormon.

You buy your wardrobe at the local grocery superstore.

You learn about the Mormon Church by taking history in elementary school.

You live in a state where Democrats always come in third place, unless a zoo animal is running. Then they come in fourth.

You're on your own if you are turning left.

Schools stay open, even if two feet of snow falls overnight, but close for the opening of hunting season.

People wear shorts and T-shirts if the temperature rises above 32 degrees.

There is a church on every corner, but they all teach the same thing.

The most popular public transportation system is a ski lift.

People drive to Idaho (or Arizona) to pick up a gallon of milk so they can play the lottery.

In-state college football rivalries are bigger than the Super Bowl.

Beer drinkers don't shop on Sunday.

You don't have to breathe cigarette smoke until you walk outside a building.

The cost of living rises while your salary drops.

Every driveway has a minivan and a pickup truck.

When you buy a new vehicle, cigarette lighters are optional equipment but gun and ski racks are standard.

Every time a new family moves into your neighborhood, the local elementary school has to hire a new teacher.

Your paycheck has an additional 10 percent deduction.

"Temple recommends" is acceptable identification for cashing a check.

More movies are filmed in your town than in Hollywood.

You've never had a Mormon missionary knock on your door.

Your neighbors complain about where they live, yet refuse to return to the state they moved from.

You make a toast with red punch at your wedding reception.

You have more raw wheat stored than some Third World countries.

Your idea of a good time is playing Pictionary in the cultural hall.

Your idea of a wild party is a six pack of Pepsi and a PG-13 movie.

You and all your friends come to your mother for a haircut in her kitchen.

You measure Kool-Aid by parts per million.

You think "You're a 10 cow wife" is a compliment.

Have a good night, Ladies.

LOL to you two! Those were hilarious! My dad, born and raised in CA lives with his girlfriend, born and raised in Wisconsin, live in Joplin, MO, and my best friend from grade school lives in Springfield, MO so I sent that to them. My grandmother was Mormon so I can relate there too. When the Visiting Teachers would show up once a month my grandmother would make all of us, including herself, hide our coffee! If my grandmother wasn't in the living room for some reason, my grandfather, who wasn't a member in the church, would yell, "Robbie, the Mormons are here!" LOL but she was at church more than she was home. Too funny!

Me and a friend are going to go off and do something today, we don't know what yet, but I gots to get going, so I'll see ya'll either this evening or tomorrow!

Have fun, Crissy!!! Good to see you're going out.

Thank you all for the lovely pictures. Judy, yours is, with the exception of no beach, my "alone" dream vacation. Celia, the yellow rose is beautiful and stands for friendship. Crissy, the pink flower is very pretty. I truly thank you all☺

The latest: No, unfortunately, I didn't fall asleep Thurs, night until midnight. I prayed, I begged, I asked for guidance and I asked for strength. I asked for a lot things and asked a lot of questions too. I also asked for Stacy. I needed him to help him too. Sit on my shoulder, if you will, and help me. I couldn't stop the tears. I was overwhelmed, I was saddened, I was, most simply said, lost. I woke up yesterday morning at 6am. And I cried some more into my pillow, I prayed again, so finally I got up, washed my face, bushed my teeth, got dressed, came downstairs, grabbed my purse, keys, cellphone, and left. I was at the nursing home before 7am. First person I saw after I had walked in, was the nurse from the night before. Her words, her lack of human compassion, came back to me and it was truly all I could do to walk to Phyllis' room. When I walked into her room, she was surprised to me and took a quick look at the clock. And then she saw my tears and asked me what was the matter. And so I told her. Others might not understand, such as her children and obviously her nurses, that I only want to help Phyllis. I can't help her, if I have no knowledge of what's going on with her medically. She understands it all, but also doesn't understand why they won't tell me anything. She asked me if they realized her own children looked to me for information as to what all is going on, what's new medically, etc. I told her it didn't appear so. And so I was there, because I was so worried about her and I couldn't sleep and so I am here. Where I needed to be. And she understood what I was saying and asked me once again, what would she do without me. I felt the strength if you will, and so we sat. Her breakfast came and I sat with her while she struggled to get down 13 different medications and eat. I then told her I was going to see if I could find someone that could me, to help her. She told me yes, to please find someone. The woman I had thought I needed to see, wasn't in her office, and so outside I went. I spoke with residents, and I spoke with kitchen help and I spoke with CNA. Not about anything in particular, but about them, about the weather, about anything. But then I thought instead of climbing the proverbial ladder, I must start at the top, and I asked who was the administrator now and where I might find her. And I left to find her. Unfortunately, it's the same woman as it was before, whom I know. That appeared to only make me stronger and give me more strength. I walked to woman's office and got right in. I told her what was going on and she tried to tell me the HIPA laws and guideline, etc. etc. It was then I told her that HIPA was created to protect people and their right to privacy regarding health care and their own medical issues, but what they are doing, is not allow a person, in their facility, that very right to have their information shared with the person they wish it to be shared with. That yes, Phyllis had a POA, but that does not come into play unless she's declared incompetent and she isn't. So what exactly, did they think they were doing for Phyllis? I was not rude, I was not disrespectful, I spoke from the heart and what I know are facts. And it became obvious, that she didn't want to deal with me, which made me laugh and thank God all the more for giving me the strength and everything that was needed to allow me to speak to them and not to give up. I got to the next woman, the Social Services Director, who wanted to repeat the same thing to me regarding HIPA rules and regulations, and so I repeated myself. She then repeated about the POA. I again told her the same thing I told the administrator. I did tell her though, that I was told, by someone in their facility who was looking for my contact information within Phyllis' "book", that I was listed 3rd on her Living Will. That got her attention, and so she looked. It appears, my friends, that what I was told with my name on it, is not a Living Will, but a POA. And the woman said she needed to speak with Phyllis again, that perhaps she misunderstood what Phyllis' wishes were. Which was ideal, it was more than ideal, it was perfect. She also told me, that I should have a copy. I told her I had asked the youngest son for a copy, but so far, he has refused to give it to me. She told me that she gave him the original and had instructed him to put it in a safe place in his mothers room. To which I had to tell her that he did not, he took it with him. If they don't want to believe me, then listen to Phyllis and listen to her tell how far her children are, but that I am there every day. How she wants me contacted first, not her children. Oh then it can be me who calls all her children multiple times, trying to get a hold of them and not their answering machines. The woman told her the name on the list to call first, which is her youngest son, and Phyllis said to make me number one. The woman repeated what Phyllis had just said, and Phyl said, "oh yes!", with that chuckle of hers. Her way of not saying well duh, but that's the meaning☺ Phyllis then told this woman about previous ambulance calls, hospital stays, stays at their facility, and who it is that calls for ambulances, goes with her, visits her every day, and is forever watchful and involved. How grateful she is and always has been, that I came into her life☺ I was her daughter, my husband is her son and our daughter is her granddaughter. Maybe not by blood, but in every way that counts. This woman knew that the words spoken came from a woman who has full mental capacity and understood what she was saying. She might of have understood why she was saying it also. When that woman left the room, I saw the nurse from the night before, in the hallway, as if she had been listening. And I felt yet another push, but I felt Stacy, right there with me. It gave me great pleasure to walk into the hall and to tell this nurse "to avoid further complications in what you feel you can tell me, I AM listed as a POA", and I turned and came back into Phyllis' room. That time, it was she that said something to my back. What she said I do not know, I did not and do not care. When I sat back down beside Phyllis' bed, I closed my eyes. At that moment, I saw Stacy and I saw that twinkle in his eye and then a wink at me. When I opened my eyes, I looked at Phyllis and she was smiling. She reached out and took my hand and told me she knew I could do it and repeated to me again, that only I can accomplish what no one else would bother to do. I left her room not much later and again went outside. Where I bowed my head in prayer and gave thanks for guiding me, for giving me the strength to do what was needed to be done. And for now, my head is clear. I am afraid of what her children might say if they find out beforehand. I know how they operate and I know how they can manipulate their mom. It is my hope, that Phyllis can stay strong, when or if it arises. It's also my hope, since we talked about it, that if I cannot reach them, I will do what I need to do, for her. I will honor her wishes. She knows I do not want anything, but to help her. She is the first person to tell you that her children are in denial. I am not.

I would also like, at this time, to thank all of you. For your understanding and your compassion. Your words of encouragement. You all have helped me tremendously. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.♥♥♥

The last 2 days have been mind boggling, heart wrenching days.

O.k. enough of all the serious stuff!! Although yes, one does have to be serious in certain circumstances, I like to joke and laugh!

pepper, those same jokes were sent to me when we lived in TN, probably a few more added into it. It also said "You know if you're from TN". Okra IS awful, as are grits. 'Fix' is NOT a verb. The example: 'I'm fixing to go to the store', makes no sense, what do you need to fix? Your hair? Make-up? Your car? What??? You don't have to wear a watch because it doesn't matter what time it is, because you get to work at 10am and are done by 2pm. There is no "you work until you're done or it's too dark to see". Might I also add, that ones being "laid back" is what we Yankee's call being lazy. In the South, there is no such thing as "soda" or "pop", all you people have is "coke". When you ask for a coke then, you're asked what kind. Say huh? And who??? wants a b-b-q with cole slaw on top of it? Yuck!! First time I heard a shopping cart referred to as a "buggy", I wanted to come home, where people speak with intelligence☺☺

Celia, I too know what green jello with carrots is. Sad to say, but I do. Always hated it. Some things are also true for IL, but a lot of them? Goodness gracious!!! This one though "Your neighbors complain about where they live, yet refuse to return to the state they moved from.", sounds like TN, but you don't have to complain. I would be confused about something (not an uncommon occurrence) and say, oh! at home, we do such and such, but I wasn't complaining. My hearing " go home Yankee" was a common, daily occurrence, I'm sorry to say. Or hearing how "you northerners come down here and steal all our jobs" also got annoying. Until I set a lot of them straight on how actually, they put 300+ workers out of work back home, in IL☺ I am not a woman who is to be seen and not heard, if you didn't know that by now LOL☺

What I really wish I had kept, was a list. In that list were words. How they're spelled, but how you pronounce them in the south.

And now girls, I haven't had a lot to eat in the last 2 days, and I'm famished!

Terry....Hugs and love coming your way again today and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow...

Celia, you're always so sweet, and say the sweetest things and do the sweetest things. Thank you for the words and that photo! How lovely. You know what though? My computer won't scratch so I can sniff!☺

You're all going to love this, and hopefully relate. (maybe not this part) I wrote a letter to the dentist we've been seeing. Why we won't be his patients any longer and why. Took me forever. (this part you might relate) I decided, that instead of hand writing out the envelope, I would use this printer/scanner/copier that I got with my new computer. It took me forever! I think I basically wasted at least 6 envelopes! I was asked later, if it ever crossed my mind that I could have hand written the envelope. To which I replied, yes, but the machine wasn't going to beat me! Oh no, I was going to beat it! ROFL

Because of my trying to print one single envelope, I was later than normal at the nursing home. Phyllis was in very good spirits. She told me that her cousin (and the husband) had called and Al (the husband) was heartbroke that I wasn't there, he wanted to talk to the lovely Terry☺ Oh gosh, there's also a guy at the nursing home, a resident there. He's the coolest thing. I swear, I want him to come home with me! Last night and again tonight, he sought me out just to tell me hi. And to let me know that he remembered my name..lol. I keep hearing how it takes a "special" kind of person to visit a nursing home as often as I do and stay as long as I do. That's not true, is it? The guy there yesterday, the cool one, was the most recent one to tell me that. He told me I should get a job there. I had to be honest with him and tell him I would not take a job there. No, I told him, I would instead, be a volunteer. But only to visit with all the wonderful folks at the nursing home☺ They all have such wonderful stories and I love listening to them. It was then he became my buddy. But I never got his name! I have to right that tomorrow. I would love to know what his name is and to be able to learn it in a secretive way, so I could surprise him!

My Cardinals that I "chatted" with the other day, have found our yard and all the berries that are ripe and perfect for their eating pleasure! How cool is that??

I'm off to bed now. Night everyone♥

Judy, that picture of yours is burned into my head. I'm going to dream about my "alone" vacation, sitting on a deck just like that. What no one can see, is that there's an adirondack chair already on the deck, with my name on it. It's just waiting for me to come pull it to the edge, so I can see over and see the sandy beach below☺

Good night, Girls!!! Love to all...

Terry, Dave's best friend is always "I'm fixing to get motivated..." LOL Being from California it cracks me up, all of the ya'lls and yanto's LOL Oh yea, when we first moved here 1 1/2 years ago we were at Dave's aunt's house and he was looking for some shower curtain hangers. He asked her where they were and she said, "Well they're over yander." Now where exactly is that?? At the family reunion this past 4th of July everyone was asking everyone else where stuff was, and the answer was always, "Over yander" and you know they would go right to it every time! It was incredible, I've never seen anything like it! I've found that the bbq with slaw on it is really good, I didn't think I'd like it either. And grits, I love grits. LOL a buggy, I've never heard that one! I know in Missouri when you shake their hands they practically shake your hand off. I found that out the hard way. I've had a very hard time slowing down from the fast paced California lifestyle, like yesterday my friend Anita didn't get to my house until Noon! In California if you're not out the door by 10am you're late and pretty much screwed because half the day is gone after that. I do like the slower lifestyle, I think it'll add 10 years on to my life because of less stress.
I can relate to the envelopes!! Dave always says, "Don't let something with an IQ of 0 get the best of you!"

I had a good time yesterday, other than the bumpy ride. I should have talked her into taking my car, it sits up a lot higher and not near as bumpy but she smokes so I didn't. We went to this "village" called Pickles Gap, they have a fudge store that is just incredible, so I brought home some rocky road fudge, it's so smooth it's gooey.

Well, today I'm going to get my nails done and go to Lowe's to buy some stuff to start on my Lasagna bed. I figured out we only owe $3356.65 on his truck, or 11 more payments of $305.15, so I left a note and asked him if he wants to pay it off. I don't see why we shouldn't. That would be one less bill and both cars would be paid off! Woo Hoo!

I was back at work tonight with another DG member showing her around the gardens. She lives in northern KS so it was quite a trip. But they got to see the butterflies and really enjoyed it. They plan on coming back again this fall too.

Here is a Blue Morpho. This is the only pic i could get with it's wings open. When open they are as big as your hand.

Now that is beautiful. I haven't seen any of those around here. I love it!

Crissy, they say "yonder" up here. I've gotten pretty used to it by now. Remind me not to ride in your car and for you not to ride in mine☺ Just teasing. Some people smoke, some people don't. Never met a soul that minded a not smoking car, restaurant, whatever.

pep, that's quite a beaut!

I don't have much to say because I need to sit and ponder on somethings. What I will say is---Am I the only person that believes all humans are equal? That we each have feelings and should be treated with respect if respect has always been shown to us? I don't like always saying [some] people are stupid, however, if the shoe fits..then I suppose they best ought to where them. Yes, I am frustrated. Again☺ And also, if you, the woman, married your 4th horses rear-end, and you have a 10 yr. old child, wouldn't you insist on that child, although not the son of #4 horses rear end, to be treated with kindness? Or is it simply acceptable to go away and not be home at the scheduled time of arrival, when said child has been with his father all week-end? And to allow #4 horses rear end to always slice and dice the child's father? Is that acceptable in anybody else's world? Or is that just how I think and how I feel? If it's only me, then I must learn to adjust my thinking processes. I'm behind the times or something is seriously wrong with my thought process.

Please remind me to tell you all about what happened, or almost happened, to my 'Stang today at the nursing home.

For now, I'm tired and really needs to veg for about a half hour before I crawl into bed. Night!♥

Oh I know a lot of people who hate the smoking laws, it's not the way it's always been and it's not the way it always should be. LOL I also know people who still refuse to wear a seatbelt. By the way, I don't have much of an Arkansas accent, yet LOL If I get it, I get it, at least everyone won't be asking me where I'm from. I wonder when I go to California in a couple of weeks if everyone there is going to ask me where I'm from LOL That would be funny!
I got a call from one of my friends there that I'm going to be staying with. She told me that she'd pick me up from the airport, and I told her that I will be renting a car because of the gas prices and what-not. She said she would have to talk to her husband then to see if that's ok, because I can borrow her van if I want to go anywhere on my own. I don't like borrowing peoples cars because you never know what's going to happen. Besides, she has the identical Ford Aerostar that my mom used to have and that thing made me car sick. I've driven her husbands Ford F150 and it's ok, but I'd rather have my own car. Her husband knows me better than that anyway, and just because she likes to get permission to do things doesn't mean I do LOL I didn't marry the man!
No Terry, you're not the only one like that, I'm like that. There's absolutely nothing wrong with your thought process.
Night night everyone!

I had written a post and then when I hit 'send' it went to cyberspace forever I'm guessing. I'm just now able to log back on.

I'll re-write all that I wrote later ;(

and it did the same thing just now. good grief.

Hi, girls!

Our power is intermitant today so I don't know how long I'll be able to post. Looking forward to the story, Terry. ☺

Good Morning Ladies!!
I'm not in a very good mood today, if I post now I'm just going to nag. I'll see ya'll this evening.

LOL Okay...

You know, I understand why people say they open up word doc and type and copy over here. At least the whole post isn't lost when they do that. I guess I'll repeat what I had already wrote about my car..

At the nursing home yesterday, I had gone about quarter to 1. I had more clothes for Phyl and I also had a special ring of hers. I thought she'd like to start wearing it again. I hadn't been there very long, and they came in to get her cleaned up and dressed. So I told Phyl I wasn't going anywhere, I'd just step outside for awhile, while the girls did their thing. I went into the U shape in the middle of the buildings. If you were in an airplane over top and looked down, you'd pretty much see an H. The top U is for parking, the back or bottom U, has a covered patio, grassy area and some trees in there. On the patio is a table and chairs. I was out there, chatting with 2 of the residents. Another woman had her eyes closed. The first 2 left, 1 by 1, then it was only 2 and that's what I said.."and then there's 2" and the woman opened her eyes and cracked up laughing. We chatted a little bit, and while chatting, we heard sirens. Well, the fire station is behind me, here at home, back on Main St., so I hear sirens all the time. Didn't give it much thought, except that our office building is down the road from the nursing home..LOL then she left too. So then it was 1. And of course I tell myself "and then there's 1" and broke into song..♫One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do Two can be as bad as one It's the loneliest number since the number one♫ Yep, I still know I'm very very odd☺ I sat for a few more minutes and decided they should be done by now. When coming in, the one aid is going out and I hear someone say something about asking a pregnant woman to do something. I didn't know if it was related to Phyllis or not, but hey, if it did, it's her job. No one is making her do anything. That's a "beside the point" anyway, the story is as follows..I walked into Phyl's room and she was still in bed and was white as a ghost. I could tell her stomach must of really been rolling. She said it was. Then she tells me someone came in and asked her if her friend drove a white Intrepid. I told her no, I still have my Mustang. I told her when we rented a car to look for a house in TN the first time we went, the car I rented was an Intrepid. Don't know who makes it though. Why? She didn't know and right then, another aid came in. When the last did what they did, they just dropped things on the floor and left them lay. Didn't pick anything up, so I say something to this aid. She then told me that there had been a car fire. Where? In U parking area. Where in the U parking area? Up by the door. I think my heart stopped beating. I told Phyl I had parked where I always park, first spot by the door in U!!! Can't run, because after all, I am in a nursing home☺ I walk really really quickly though☺ It's the double doors? You go thru one set and then go thru another set? I got to the first set and if my heart had started beating? It stopped again. It wasn't the Intrepid that was on fire, but the car next to it. What sat beside the Intrepid? My car. Burning car left, Terry's car right [of the Intrepid]. Only thing between my car and burning car, was the Intrepid. What the heck? Is there no PA system in this facility? Holy Toledo. The lady and man that owned that now burnt up car, stood there, dumbfounded. Can't say as I blame them. I almost tripped getting to my car. My baby is fine! WHEW!!! But the smell! The putrid smell of burnt car, is enough to make one gag. I know the Fire Marshall and I know the tow truck driver. They both looked at me as if to say, where the heck were you?? Don't you look at me like that..lol. You know what caused the fire? Their rear speakers weren't working on their 1 year old car, and so they let some "mechanic" put in a fuse that was too high of an amp. Got too hot and now the car is toast. Literally. Every once in awhile, I still smell that putrid smell of burnt car. The car should be just up the alley from me, if he towed it to his shop. I should get a picture of it, if it's there. Could be a big if.

Now today. I'm still pondering on the stupidity and lack of listening by others. I have been asking, pestering if I have to, to get a nurse, any gosh darn nurse I can find, to LISTEN to me and to listen to Phyllis. Would they? Nope. Instead, Phyl is faking, I'm being too dramatic and unrealistic. Got my head snapped off last night. I dared to ask the nurse if she was going to call the doctor because something is wrong. grrrrr....the bulldog is back. Don't even dare to talk to me like that. Who the heck do you think you are?? This morning, before I had a chance to do much of anything, the nursing home called. It seems "something is wrong with Phyllis and she's being admitted to the hospital". HELLO??? WHAT have I been saying all dang week long?? Took me, oh I don't know, 30 seconds to drive my normally 3 minute drive. Stop signs that I've never ran in my life? I ran 'em. Drove 50mph up my street, down the next street and screamed into the nursing home. I always wanted to be a race car driver☺ They got there to get Phyllis, the nursing home hadn't called an ambulance, they called for this transportation thing we've got here in town. I tell Phyl I'll meet her at the hospital. The driver was strapping her wheelchair down and I left. DUMB. The van BROKE DOWN!!! I couldn't figure out where the heck they were. People at the hospital called the nursing home, nope they left, they called upstairs, nope, not there. Then they told me that she was there, was being admitted (huh? I was IN admitting?) and to go on upstairs and wait in the waiting room. Are ya kidding me? Me? Wait? I paced and I paced. I had the nurse up there calling all over. Finally, the elevator doors opened and there was Phyllis, reaching out for my hand, her life line (what she said). Then she told me that the van had broke down, it's hot outside, she wasn't feeling that bad, but now, oh my, now her poor stomach was just rolling. Phyllis has so many ailments, veins are hard to find. They finally got an Anesthesiology nurse to put in the IV. Then they had to roll her this way and that way. She has a huge bed sore on her behind, that although the nursing home says it isn't bad, it IS bad. Being on her side was making her so she couldn't breathe, and her poor stomach, was really rolling now. sigh. One of her ailments, so the doctor had said, is because of her iron. But the blood work they did today? Showed really low iron and so she needs 3 pints of blood. When the nurses at the hospital saw her behind? Well, you don't want to know what they said, I couldn't repeat it on here anyway. Yes, it's that bad. Most importantly, it's so unnecessary. But it's there nonetheless. Oh and I had to make the calls to her "kids" (lucky me). First the youngest son. Didn't answer, left message and told him to call me back. Nothing as of yet. Called the youngest daughter at the only number I have, which is home, and I got her son, who called her at work, and she called me back. I told her I would call her back when I knew something more than what I knew at that point. I never knew anything, until right about the time she called the room, not my phone, and I hadn't left the room. Not once and they dared not ask me to. Phyllis kept calling for my hand and me, so they never told me to leave. In all honesty, they would of needed security to take me physically out of that room☺ I really wish we had the technology for my hand to slide thru the phone lines and slap her upside the head. I don't know that she was really listening to me. She was too busy telling me I had my own family to go take care of and I should leave. Leave her mom all by her lonely. Was she kidding? Seriously? Seriously. I told her and yes I said it snippy, that my family was very well taken care of, thank you very much, I was where I was needed. That's a reason for me asking my question up there, if I was the only one whose brain thinks the way it does. Oh just wait, if things get worse, they're all going to swoop in and I'll become that insignificant being again. The gnat. Talking to that youngest son last night, was worse than talking to a brick wall. I probably would of gotten more out of banging my head on the proverbial brick wall. And so it goes...

And now my friends, I need to get back to the hospital. Phyllis asked me to check on Krista. Krista is fine and will accompany me back to the hospital.

And by the way, not one time did anyone ask me if I was POA. You know why? Because it doesn't matter. They can see she isn't incompetent and so they never once asked☺☺☺ Wouldn't matter anyway, the paper with MY name on it is in my purse☺☺☺

Typical nursing homes anymore. My former neighbor had that type of problem with her parents too. I think they tend to get the idiots that aren't good enough for the hospitals. There are good ones out there but they are hard to find.

Here's a pick er' upper.

WOW!! Pepper you take some mighty nice shots.

Hello everyoneone...

Aw Crissy hope your in better spirits by now.

M A N...Terry, What a crazy day!!
So glad it wasn't your car tho...

Oh my Gosh, I hope whatever is ailing Phlis is mended quickly.
At this point...goodness to heavens, Ask them kids if you should even bother letting them know whats up with their mom.
Geesh...I don't know, when my mom was ill, all of us were in constant contact with each other right down to the kids.
Don't take it to your heart with what they think anymore...You will, I know do whats best.

...Oh I am glad you all like my relax picture...it is exactly where I do relax and enjoy peace and quiet. That was one of the first shots I took from the new deck. The people who owned the house before us, were estatic that they were in the air!! That was pretty cool.

Well, I've been busy but I also have another wake to go to, another friends mom passed away.

So I hope you all are well...Celia, one of these days will give you a call! Hopefully both phones will be opporating good. hehehe, crazy sometimes.

For now will just say, Love yuz all, enjoy reading each day
and offer some Peace to your hearts.

With hugs, and smiles to each..have a good night.

♫Maybe I'm the one
Maybe I'm the one
Who is
Your schizophrenic psychico yea♫

I have had that song stuck in my head all darn day. There's another one I like called Hypocrite.

Terry you shouldn't have too many problems with the hospital, and you had a close call my dear! A long time ago when I was 18 I had a stereo system put in my little Diahatsu. I was driving home at, oh I don't know, around midnight probably and something smelled very, very hot, then my stereo quit working. I was on this long overpass at a freeway junction and had no choice but to pull over. So I pulled over, put my emergency flashers on, got out and went to the back and just started yanking wires. I knew that the amp got too hot but there was a lot of traffic, as usual, the speed limit was 65mph right there, and I couldn't see what I was pulling so I pulled everything. The next day I took it back to my boyfriends and he said the amp was fried, parts of it had actually melted. If I hadn't have taken the risk of stopping and pulling wires to disconnect it my car would've caught on fire, and there were no cell phones back then. I never put another system in my car again.

So I was angry this morning, and it just got better LOL On Friday I told my boss, 2 office girls who answer the phones along with me, and one of the staff attorneys that I had to take my car to the body shop this morning and rent a car so I'll probably be 5 to 15 minutes late. I tried to call at 7:30 and there was no answer, which told me one of the girls called in sick. So I tried to call at 7:55, still no answer. So I called at 8:00 when we open, still no answer. I got to the parking garage at 8:05, got upstairs at 8:08 and they, except for the one who called in sick, were all sitting in a different staff attorney's office. They yelled, "Christine, where have you been!" I'm the one they don't have to worry about, they just think "don't worry, good ole Christine will be here." I yelled down the hall, "I told you that I was going to be a little late on Monday." The other office girl said, "Well I can't remember that!" Then it's not my problem.
Then the girl who I "share" job responsibilities with is teaching a class Wed and Thurs, it's her class and it's her responsibility. There is a legal part at the beginning of the class that the big boss usually teaches. I asked her, "Have you let Bob know you have a class this week?" She said, "No, I figured you could take care of that for me when you got back. I did ask the staff attorney if she could do it, and she said that if Bob or Lori can't then she will." OMG I about hit the ceiling. I'm 2 1/2 weeks behind on my work and now I have to babysit hers too?? She can't get off of her duff to walk up and ask Bob if he would teach that part of the class, it takes an hour to teach but he's an extremely busy person, so what if the staff attorney calls in sick and they're both at meetings. So I mentioned it to him and we had a discussion about why she won't come up and ask him. Bob and Jeff are the nicest bosses I have ever had, and talking to them is not a problem for anyone.
Anyway, my boss, Jeff, walked into her office at 2:45 and told her to type up a letter of accommodation for one of the coordinators, and that she needed it Now. He went back into her office at 3:00 and asked if she had started working on it yet, she said, "No, I've been dealing with my husband and now I have to leave to pick up a prescription from the doctors office that they won't call into the pharmacy." She called me all mad about it, for some reason. I don't know if Jeff knows or not, but I have the same doctor, it's 15 minutes from work and the prescription is prescription strength no-doze. So she had to leave at 3:00 to pick up prescription strength no-doze that's at an office 15 minutes away and doesn't close until 4:30. Something isn't right...

Dang, you do take good pics, I love it!

LOL. I had to crop some a little bit to get them zoomed in but otherwise what you see is what I managed to take. I have a Hp Photosmart M525. Not a bad camera.

Here's a link for more. 2 other members on here made it there also and one started a thread for them.

www.davesgarden.com/community/forums/t/892013/

Here's another.

M A N ain't even the beginning of it Judy! Jeepers...here's the latest..

Phyllis has a EGD. It's an upper gastrointestinal endoscopy. I know the doctor that will preform it. He'll do out-patient procedures first, then somewhere along the line, he'll do patients. They "think" late morning. Could be early afternoon, could be early morning, depending on his schedule. Sooo, I'll just go and wait or I'll miss it if it's done really early. They ordered a different bed and it's there. This is really a much better bed for her. The mattress is a swanky low pressure air mattress. It's double the thickness of the one she has at the nursing home and it's supposed to be the same thing. She was also covered up in a "Huggy Bear" blanket. Her body temp is too low. Blood sugar is at 104, it's usually higher than that, but not off by a lot. Too low though and I really get worried. Kids told me it should be 65, but nursing home nurses have told me that's too low. Phyllis says that's too low. sigh. I'm afraid I never paid attention to numbers, only to her behavior. As for asking the kids anything? Banging my head against a brick wall is simply easier. I called, and spoke with, for the 3rd time today, the youngest daughter. Ya know, the one who told me to go home and tend to "my own family"? Yea, that one. Still want the phone line where I can extend my hand thru the line and smack her upside the head. What the heck is with these people, that all they do is deny deny deny? Tonight, the daughter told me she had talked to her brother last night. The one that was there yesterday? He had told her that "mom wasn't doing very good earlier in the week, but she's really good today". I told her he didn't visit the right room then. Laying in bed, still in a hospital/nursing home gown, not able to hold down food, looking like a ghost, and she's doing "good"?? She claimed "she knew" he wasn't telling the story right and that she'd get more and very different information from me, but did she call me? Heck no. And then guess what else Phyllis told me today? She's "loaning" her grandson over 3 thousand. That way, the nursing home won't take all her money. HUH??? Public aid is better because that way they (the kids) all get some more money. Who are they?? Do people really think like that? Jeepers. They're trying to "figure out" ways that the state won't take all her money. Why?? Why are they so entitled to anything? Things and terms have come out of Phyllis' mouth, that are not her own. And that my friends, makes me ill. When I went up to the desk, to find out if the time was down for the procedure tomorrow, first thing the nurse asked me....you got it. And you know what? I lied. I sure did. And no, it doesn't feel good and it sure ain't right. For crying out loud is about all I can say. That and I'm so sorry;( I didn't miss a beat as I replied, her daughter. The nurse didn't even ask me my name, I said daughter and she got Phyllis' book/chart thingamabob. I then saw Phyllis' nurse, and in a private place, told her what had just occurred and what I did and why I did it. THEN I handed her the POA and right there, in black and white, is MY NAME. She made a copy of it. AND she wrote down, and said it IN FRONT OF the other nurses, that I am not only entitled to any and all information regarding Phyllis, but IT'S THE LAW. Now that? That felt good. She also told me in the private room that she knew Phyllis wanted me to have any and all information because Phyllis told her all that earlier. I'm in absolutely no mood to be messed with. They can take that to bank and they also can do a few other things that I will not say here☺☺☺

The pictures are beautiful pep. Thank you for sharing them☺

Crissy, the people at your place of employment can do what those who question me anymore are going to do that I won't say here☺☺☺

You know what's stuck in my head??

♫People..People who need people, are the luckiest people, in the world♫

Whether or not those lyrics are even correct I do not know. Of course, I sing that, then I change the words, also with which I won't say here☺☺☺

I'm off to bed. Long day today and another one in store for tomorrow

♥♥♥ To all!!

Where did everyone go?

LOL Terry. We didn't leave you hun! I've been printing out all of my stuff for my vacation next week, I can't wait and this week is going so slow! It isn't fair, but the way Phyllis might be thinking is that she would rather give the money to her kids than have a rest home end up with it all, at least there is a slim chance it goes to a good cause instead of no cause. I don't know, just a thought. My grandmother ran out of money when she was in a rest home, she went on Medicare or Medicaid, one of those, and if she hadn't had Alzheimers my mom would've taken the money out and let the public aid take over, it was a lot cheaper and the care was the same.

Wow, I was going to get to bed before it started storming, I didn't make it LOL! It just suddenly started pouring! I'm probably going to lose my internet.

The other song I mentioned yesterday wasn't called Hypocrite, it's called Fake It. LOL Now I have that one stuck in my head tonight, but I don't know all of the words in the chorus LOL

Such nice pics Pepper!

GN Ya'll!

We didn't go far or forever! LOL

Such beautiful butterflies, Pepper. I planted a bird and butterfly garden and I get squat.

Terry was in no fit mood for BS today! LOL Or any other day...

I miss rain. (sigh)

We didn't go far or forever! LOL

Such beautiful butterflies, Pepper. I planted a bird and butterfly garden and I get squat.

Terry was in no fit mood for BS today! LOL Or any other day...

I miss rain. (sigh)
I'm tired. I'm going to sleep for 12 hours.