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Ah, this is better! Thanks Celia!! Was yours showing really wide also? With the scroll bar on the bottom? Or is it just this monitor? I don't know. I'm tired of working on computers...lol. Or t.v.'s or TiVo's or or or...

I'm off to bed. I'm tired and my bed is calling my name. Hear it??☺

I hear it and yes, mine was way wide, too. I think it was because I made my hug SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HUUUUUUUUUGE!!!

Good Morning!

Terry, Sending a huge hug too. I don't know how you do it either, wait...It called Love. You do it because you love Phylis.
...I an glad you took time away, I know that you need to get a good rest in too for yourself.

Hope you all had a nice weekend.

I am up way too early, but went to bed very early and so LOL here I am!

Got a huge mailing at the job front. So will go get caffined up and begin the day...

See, you all later.

Celia, Bummer you didn't get the awning up, but hey one thing at a time huh. Will be nice when you do get it up.
Did you have to work yesterday?

Is Crissy home yet?

Judy, I did work yesterday. Such fun...☺ Have fun with those mailings! LOL

The awning is on the back-burner for now. Others things get in the way. One of our cats, Monty, has some problems with his shoulder so we've got to get him to the Doc, bulbs need purchasing and planted,...you know, stuff.

Terry, I'm going to give you a lesson about computers. I have formatted my hard drive on my laptop 3 times because of viruses. Annoying.
First of all, Dell builds computers and puts their name on the stuff (monitor, tower, and whatever else you buy with it, except for the printer, I think they make their own printers like HP does.) Same with Gateway computers, HP computers, Toshiba computers, and whatever other companies build computers. The trick is which one puts the hardware together properly to make the thing run the longest. The guts of them are Not Dell brand, neither is the software (programs.) Just because you format a hard drive doesn't mean you don't have a Dell computer anymore. Unless you go into the tower and change some of the cards Dell still built it. All they did for the programs (software) is buy them from the manufacturer, such as Microsoft, and install them onto the computer, instead of you going out and buying them and installing them yourself. If you look at the tag for your new computer you will see all different brands of stuff in it.
The only way to get a Trojan file out of the computer is to format the hard drive and start all over. All your dad has to do is install all of the programs you already had in it, which Dell should have shipped you the CDs. The only thing is if he didn't do a back-up of the files you've lost all of your work. However, he would have to know how find which file or files the Trojan was in and not back-up those specific files, which I don't even know how to do. So if he didn't back up the computer, that's why. If you back up your infected computer and put the Trojan on the back-up, then install it after the hard drive has been formatted, you have the Trojan file again.
I hope I'm helping you Terry. Does this make sense at all?
Your monitor is fine, that won't fry the monitor and that thread was long because Celia gave you that huge hug. Which I'm sending you one too!

Terry, you are so full of love I bet you have some to spare. Just remember you have to keep in touch with Phyllis. Just a phone call will do the trick, you don't have to go down there, I have a good suspicion she knows and understands your delima. Who cares about the kids and what they go through, I don't. Maybe that's mean, I don't know.

I decided to drive home last night instead of today. My plane landed in OKC at 5:30pm, so me, mom, and her husband went to dinner then back to their house to check out the radar. It didn't look very promising so I decided to race the hurricane and come home. The further into Ar I got the windier it got, and it started lightly raining in Little Rock. I just live 30 minutes south, so it wasn't a big deal. I think I made the right decision though, the rain and wind has been non-stop since I got home at 1:30am this morning. It's supposed to get worse tomorrow, including a possibility of tornadoes, and those scare the pee outta me!

When I started reading that post, Crissy, I was thinking you had made a bad mistake. But it's good you're home because it IS going to get worse. Better last night than today! So glad you're safe.

It seemed to be a coin toss at the time, but after watching the weather on TV and seeing what was happening on radar with the way it was moving it seemed to be the thing to do. Dave was at work and took his phone in with him so if anything happened before the AR state line my step dad would've came to my help, anything on this side of the AR state line Dave would've left work. I have a new car so I wasn't too worried.

Crissy, when my dad reformatted the computer? He wiped out all partitions and then installed an ugrade version of XP on Tony's computer. That's why the only thing left on the desktop was the recycle bin. I have asked 4 different IT people and computer geeks about the Zlob.download and they've all said the same thing. I only needed to purchase a program that would find it and remove or quarantine it. I had done a search and found on MajorGeeks.com, the solution. When I'm shoved out the way and my dad takes over, that makes it sort of hard to do. There were only a few disks sent with their computer, none of them were recovery. They don't or didn't know, that it needed to be backed up. The installation to make a back-up is on the full version of XP, but since all my dad put on there was an upgrade, I can't even do that. I do know a little something about computers, because I've had so many problems with the ones I've owned over the years and I know that parts of the computer are manufactured at and by different places, for many different parts. It's the same with a stove. My husband used to work for the #1 gas stove component manufacturer in the US, so I know all the many places they made parts for and how most only had a different name stamped on them. Maytag, Whirlpool, Viking, etc. etc. All the same. I have also fixed and formatted my various computers. But mine are ALWAYS done with the disk that I made when I backed everything up or the disk that came with it. By wiping out all the partitions, my dad took away the partition in which was hidden the recovery. The best analogy I can think of, is that if you gave me a Chevy truck and my fix for it was to put in a Nissan engine, neither company would work on it. That is what would happen if Tony or his wife tried to call Dell and ask for assistance. They can't give the assistance needed, because the partition with the recovery in it, is now gone. He didn't just format it. He wiped out everything. In essence, he reformatted it into something generic. Make sense? And I'm also glad you're safe!♥

Now I need to tell you all something. I kept my promise to myself to not visit Phyllis while the kids were in town. Didn't used to be that way, but that's the way it is now. I was called this morning by the youngest daughter. Today is Tues. Phyllis went into the hospital on Sat. night. Not late late night, just Sat. evening. She is in total renal failure. I was also informed that "she's out of it and knows no one". At the end of the conversation, I asked if it was alright to break down now☺ I know how their minds work. I was given a lecture, like I didn't know that this is what's happening. I got dressed immediately and went to the hospital. Where I found none of her children by her bedside. I took her hand and she mumbled something. Then she hollered out my name. Then she looked upwards, eyes wide open. She was seeing something. I asked her if it was Stacy and she looked to me again, but said nothing, only looked upwards again. Yes, I was crying. Silent tears. She doesn't know my heart is broken. I told her it was fine. Go be with Jesus and be with Stacy. They are waiting for you. I told her I would be fine and that I loved her. I thanked her for coming into OUR lives and how much she meant to Krista, to John and to me. And a tear fell down her cheek. I gave her kisses all over her face and promised her I would be fine. Everyone would be fine. At the time when all this was happening, I was not alone in the room. A man had come into the room a second after I did and was taking her blood. He gave my arm a squeeze when he left the room. The Supervisor of Nursing came into the room and needed my signature on a Medicare paper. She knew I had signed it before. Why she didn't ask any of her children, I don't know. I think I possibly know that it's because it was me in the room day after day with this woman and not her own "flesh and blood". I didn't stay for very long. I kissed her because I know there will be no tomorrow. I told her over and over how much she meant to me and how much I loved her. Later, when I told the daughter what happened, she didn't believe it. Fine. I know what I heard and I know she looked at me and understood I was there. With every fiber of my being, I know it to be true. Then I found out they will not honor their mothers wishes. They've given her blood, they're even entertaining the notion to put an oxygen mask on her. They won't let her die in the way she wanted. I to stand by and watch them do this to the woman they all call mom.

Would you believe the kids (I've talked to 2 so far, because after all, the rest vamoosed on her again) started telling me things about the nursing home they've only just discovered? All the things I've been telling them the last few months and they didn't listen to me. Like her oxygen not being hooked up. Like not turning her and getting her off her bed sore. Like not doing the breathing treatment right. Not putting her BIPAP mask on correctly. And not giving her food you would expect a diabetic to eat. I guess seeing is believing for them. My gosh, they're mad. Huh, imagine that. Will they do anything about it? Of course they will, to me. They'll holler some more at me for not alerting them to all the things the nursing home has done wrong. I'm so angry at them. Of course anger is our own built in mechanism for our hurting, but I'm going to hold onto this anger, with them, for awhile longer.

As we speak, it's more important for them to be clearing her house of any and all valuables, then to be at the hospital with their mom. I hope they ALL sleep well at night. I know I've been sleeping pretty good☺

The youngest daughter told me this morning "don't worry. You'll still be family". I was never THEIR family. I was their mom and their dads family. We were Phyllis and Stacy's family, John, Krista and me. The only thing to do with that statement is to laugh and to snicker.

To top all this off? I had contacted a guy to clean Phyllis' lift chair (with permission from her youngest son of course), was here today. The chair is done. I am not getting stuck with a hundred dollar bill. They're paying for it, or they don't get the chair. My guy knows this. He called me again this afternoon. The chair was to be dropped off about 1pm. I told the oldest son this. When he was called to make sure they had the money, this son claimed to not know a thing. I had already called him and the youngest daughter, and told them the chair was done and would be dropped off today about 1pm. That my guy needed a check or money in hand, when the chair was dropped off. No bill would be sent. They think my guy is a delivery service because that's what he was asked. What time does he start his deliveries in the morning. So he explained that he is NOT a delivery service, he told what his schedule was and for what tomorrow, and that he had time to drop it off. Only if they have a check or the money. So yes, the guy who cleans my area rugs is pretty disgusted. He was here for some time this morning as I explained everything to him. In case you're wondering, he's a year older than me, born and raised here in this town, same as me. He knows me, I know him. I know his whole family. His brother is finally married to his high school sweetheart, my cousin. Took 'em 2 marriages (a piece) to other people, to figure it out☺

I only hope they have the decency to call me when their mother passes. I haven't made up my mind if I should go back to the hospital or not. I've said my good-byes, I've given my kisses and I've told her how I love her, so I don't think it's necessary. I don't know.

I did call Phyl's second cousins (a married couple, wife is the second cousin) to tell her/them this afternoon. I just knew that no one would bother to call them, even though I had asked them to make sure they did. She was very happy that I had called. Upset at my news, but happy that at least I gave them a call. She told she couldn't do what I had done and she told me that maybe the kids didn't know what it (what I've done), or what I, meant to Phyllis, but they knew it. I told her I did it because Phyl meant the world to me, to my family. That all of us love her and will miss her a great deal. Happy though that she's reunited with her Stac (short for Stacy) and all her loved ones. Happy that she's free from pain. That my very presence gave her such comfort (Phyllis' words to me many many times).

Thank you Crissy for your kind words. I do have a lot of love in me. I give it freely and easily.

Thank you Judy and thank you Celia.

And now the tears are flowing again and I can't see, so I'm going to crawl into my chair and have myself yet another cry ;(

The partitions are the restore system to take it back to a date that it ran fine. Dell won't touch it because it's out of warranty. The computer companies, such as Dell, Gateway, etc have the new computers set up so they can't be rebuilt as easily as they used to be to keep the hackers out. Buying a new computer was a smart move.

When my grandmother passed, she had a "do not recessitate" order but they still had to put oxygen on her so she didn't suffocate. The nurse said that they can and had been sued for "allowing" the patient to suffocate even with the order. She said that meant anything beyond that, such as a breathing machine, I can't remember what they're called, the ones that breathe for you. I was surprised, I thought that "do not recessitate" meant no machinery at all, but I guess that's right, just giving someone oxygen doesn't mean they're being recessitated. Confusing, glad I don't have to figure out those laws.

I'm so sorry about Phyllis, maybe she'll make it so you can see her again. She obviously wasn't completely out of it, she knew who you were! Ha to them!

Terry...sweet girl. You know, there isn't much I can say to ease your pain.
But i will say you have acted out of all the love you have for Phylis. This is the important thing.
You've tried everything with those "children" Don't let there actions pull at anymore of your strings.

Your heart is and always will be with Phylis and she knows it. Continue to follow your heart.
My heart is with you during these very difficult days ahead. Prayers being sent with you and Phylis in mind.

and more hugs too.

She's wearing oxygen now. She's been wearing it since she pulled the vent tube (that she didn't want) out of her throat back in June. A BIPAP is different than having the oxygen thru the nose. The kids have given the o.k. to give her blood and are looking into doing another vent and after 1 week it would be a trech and after that would come the feeding tube. Oxygen thru the nose and something to make her comfortable is what she wants and is what she should get. She's in complete renal failure, there is no getting better. No pulling thru this. No making it. She also has congestive heart failure, which was caused from the kidneys not functioning properly. It is my belief that because I was not there over the week-end (she hasn't seen me since last Fri.) and because she relies on me to do the right thing, that for a brief moment she knew I was there and knew what I said. When you've got your children telling you to fight, when there is no fight left, you don't want to fight because you know there is no getting better, no anything left in, she continues to fight because that is what they want. I don't know how to explain it any better than that. Maybe Judy or Celia can offer something that I'm missing in my explanation. I only know that I cannot kid myself into thinking she's going to be fine or be better. I have excepted reality as it is. I know, because she and I have spoken about what she wants. What her wishes are. And they aren't being followed. That is reality. Her reality and my reality. Not her kids' reality, but I can't help them. Frankly, I don't want to help them. Just as with your grandmother if a DNR was in effect, there was no getting better. Only making her comfortable and assuring her everyone will be fine. Assuring her that going home to Jesus is a good thing♥

Dell will touch it. A representative of theirs installed a new hard drive for them 3 months ago. Tony thought it was in warranty, but after I talked to his wife, I found out it wasn't in warranty. Dell had someone from a town about 20 miles do the work for them, put the hard drive in. It was a brand new Dell hard drive and Tony's wife thinks they installed other things on it. She's not sure though. She said she didn't watch him do the work. They've also paid 100 bucks for assistance. They're allowed 4 calls per 100 bucks. The computer is 4 yrs. old and has been out of warranty for a year because they bought the extended warranty. It lasted 3 yrs. Dell has helped them restore the computer to factory settings 3 times in the last year. Their biggest problems I think they're having, is not having 1 person as the admin and having Norton 360 on it. When you've got 5 people downloading anything and everything under the sun, that's a problem. I thought buying them a new computer was the right thing to do. Probably not too smart on my part since it certainly wasn't cheap, definitely the right thing to do though☺

Judy, thank you. I thank you for your prayers and a hug♥

I now need to shut this thing down because I have a horrible headache. I'll be alright though. Please don't worry about me☺♥♥♥

I have some bad headaches sometimes also...sinus headaches. Sorry about yours. Something happened today that I can't quite get out of my mind. I was waiting in line at a store and a man and woman were in front of me, getting checked out. The elderly woman was in a wheelchair. I noticed her looking back at my groceries. Then she blurted out "I wish I could go home with her! She's got all the food that I like!" I felt kind of bad and didn't know what to say. The man didn't seem to pay any attention...he was paying for their stuff. It flashed through my mind that I could invite the couple over sometime. But that didn't seem like a good idea. I mean, they were strangers and I don't even live in that county! I'm thinking now that she may have not been quite in the here and now, if you know what I mean. I don't know how a person could cope, if a spouse had Alzeimer's or something. I've always been afraid of getting that one myself. Or not being able to get around and take care of myself, much less the house and DH. Scary.`

Welcome, Linda. Always nice to "see" new faces.

I would have felt bad, too. I may have thought about inviting them over, too, but as you said, you didn't know them. In this day, it's hard to tell who will be a friend and who'll rip you off.

I think we're all afraid of losing control of our lives. When my mom went into a care center, she and I both cried over it. You just deal with things as they come up and hope you don't make a fool of yourself. Look at Terry. She doesn't care what they think of her. She does what's best and to heck with everyone else. SHE knows what right and what's best for her friend.

Good for you, Terry.

Yes Linda, welcome!

I wish this headache was simply a sinus headache. I know it's caused from stress and my simply thinking too much.

You 2 make me laugh..lol. Being from a small town, I wouldn't hesitate to invite the couple over☺ Also remember it's how I'm wired. Please don't let it bother you. It's a would of could of should of. Also remember that just because I would have, doesn't mean most anyone else would have.

My grandma had dementia. That was extremely hard. I know it wasn't just hard on me though, it was hard on everyone, the most important being my grandma. The person, the voice, it was all my grandma, but the words that would sometimes come out of her mouth, those were not the words of the grandma I had known all my life. I guess I figure if it happens it happens. There is nothing I can do to stop it. Did you see the movie or read the book 'The Notebook'? I loved that book and I still love that movie. I bought it on Sat. I need to watch it and gain some strength from it. I find strength sometimes in the weirdest places☺

I haven't heard anything regarding Phyllis. For some reason, I feel peace though. She was a blessing in our lives. My whole family was blessed to have known her and her Stacy. I will remember and love them forever. I'm trying to hold onto that and not cry, but I'm afraid my heart won't quit hurting.

I forgot something I wanted to say. On Sun. my parents came over. My mom had my (paternal) grandma's crystal candy dish in hand. She gave it to me. I'm not into making sure I get material things of others and I sure didn't care if I got anything. Same goes with money. It does mean a lot to me to have a little something to remember them by, to look at and just remember how much they loved whatever. My grandma loved that candy dish and now it's mine. It's a long story and making it short, my dad and my uncle (dads brother) had an auction of all my grandma's things. She hadn't left much of anything material to anyone, except this clock that my dad has. I bought her cuckoo clock at the auction. It just cuckooed and I remember how much she loved that clock and I remember how I was setting the time on it for her, and the cuckoo got stuck. I about died. But grandma just laughed and told me it did that because I didn't do it right. She then explained how to set it, you can only set forward a half hour and let it cuckoo, or the cuckoo will get stuck in the out position. I have a ruby and diamond ring of hers on my right ring finger, that was always my job to safeguard for her. I also have a watch of hers. I found out a few years that the watch is from the '20's, solid gold, has high quality diamonds and should be appraised. But I'm afraid to appraise it, because I love to wear it. Basically it's not important to me how much it's worth, it belonged to my grandma and therefore I love it and want to wear it. Make sense? I don't automatically deserve anything from anyone that I'm either related to or just very good friends with. It doesn't matter to me. Yes I love receiving them, but I don't have to have them. I hope I've explained that alright.

A while ago, Phyllis gave me a photo of Stacy and herself on their wedding day. I will scan it and post it another day.

Welcome Linda!
Not sure what I would have done...depending on the person, LOL, I might have given them the bag of groceries. But you can't go around doing that all the time either. You never know, why they can't have the kind of food you have, could be a health issue...maybe next time, if there is one, introduce yourself and make a conversation...you can tell about people pretty quick and what their motives are.
One thing, I hate being cold, and I hate the thought of anyone being cold, so one day in early Spring this street man was at the garage holding his hand out to everyone and anyone who passed him by. Well this particular day, I had no change so shook my head as I passed him by, (always feel bad at doing that)
but he was sitting folded in half trying to stay warm, in nothing but a raggedy pair of jeans and thin t-shirt. So, I proceeded to my car, I had on only a hand-me-up flannel hoodie from my son. As i pulled out from the garage, heat blasting, all I could think is I am warm in the car and this guy is out there begging in the cold, so, re-park my car, come out to extended hand...He recongnized me so just pulled his hand back. I handed him the hoodie and said, hey you got to keep warm. He just looked at me. Then i didn't see him for a couple days I think, and well when i did, he stood up at my approach, a very tall and extremely skinny man, and thanked me for the hoodie, which he was wearing. LOL, then he asked for change…I save all my change from lunch etc. end of the week, I might offer it to the street people. This man has is there a lot, and I have given him a lot of change. So one day, not long ago he asked for change…I said I am sorry I don’t have change and he says well can you go and get some? Simply, I said I am sorry but I don’t have any extra money today…LOL so then he hits me up for a cigarette! Sigh, I gave him one.
But I guess the moral of my story is…Follow your gut, your heart. Trust your instincts.
In helping strangers…you never know why and for me, I believe I could be helping an Angel in disguise.

Terry, You are a strong woman. It takes a special heart to walk in the shoes you have been. May, you always find the joy and comfort Phylis has shared with you. That love will hold you through what you have to do. It is such a difficult thing to come to terms in the fact that this is the end. In fact it is one of the hardest things to do in life, to say goodbye to someone you truly loved, whether it be a friend, or a family member.
You just remember that we are here for you, We love you, and will be glad to hear stories of Phylis and you. I am sorry for your headaches, which I could ease the pain a little…try and get some rest sweetie.

Celia, Oh man, what happen to Monty? I hope he gets better quickly. Poor little kitty.
LOL, got my mailing done in record time…Ready for the next onslaught of rush.
On home front, finally got to my wood wash. Have only about an hour left to do, in between the rains.

Crissy, how you doing? thought of you in middle of night when our storm hit, and just so relieved you are home, nice and safe!

Ok, I am starving…LOL, going to lunch now.

Judy, I'll never forget what Phyllis and I had. Just as I've never forgotten what Stacy and I had. Or how I watched that gruff old man change before my eyes when his eyes and his heart, saw Krista. I also want to say, remember back when the street people (or homeless people) weren't called street people? We called them hobos. My great grandma did anyway. Her son, my great uncle was one such man. He had fought in World War 2 and basically had what we now know is PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). He lived in the streets of Chicago and he died in the streets of Chicago. He drank to forget and somebody gave him the money to buy his booze. I don't care that they gave him money for booze, they helped him in the only way he wanted help. I've always wanted to thank those people. I can't, so on behalf of my Great Uncle Walter, I thank you for helping one such man.

Crissy please do check in. I know the rains are hitting hard down there, power could possibly be out. I hope all is well for you!

I always wonder when I see the guys that ask for money by the major highways in town. I know that mostly they are "pros". They come there in cars and when they leave they go to their house. That's what they DO for a living. I ALWAYS give money if I see someone asking for money near the VA hospital...if I have enough spare change, I give it all to them. Or a few dollars. I remember when we needed money after DH became unable to work due to severe disability. It took so long for the SS and VA claims to finally come through. I did what I could, but we never had much. Family helped some, neighbors, friends, charitable food pantries, etc.

Yep, I hear you about the "pros" Those are the people usually i will bypass.
i like to help people out. One of my sister's too was an out and about kind of gal. Worked for the daily ready work...She had to get in line at 4 in order to be sent out. They only take so many bus loads to a variety of places. For her stay in Chicago, I met alot of homeless people. I was lucky as far as I was concerned, didn't have a whole lot of money, still don't but we are comfortable.
i just think if i can help someone else out with even a couple of coins...one never knows what that person story is especially in this day and age.
I think it takes a lot of courage to stand out and hold ones hand out, for a cup of coffee or whatever they are in need of.
I know this lady, who is not homeless but doesn't have a whole lot either, She sells this streetwise magazine for a dollar. One day i stopped and asked her what it was all about. These people must buy the stacks of paper outright and then sell them. You know how much they make? .35 per paper...They rest gets divied up for shelters and more papers. It's a weekly publication. I was shocked but it is understandable too. So, sometimes i buy some papers and sometime i just donate a certain amount of money. My friend is out there day after day, rain or shine...When she isn't out there, I tend to worry, I'll buy from her any day I can...Others have chased me down and scream at me to help them out, No thanks.
Linda glad you are doing alright. Another sister and her dh had to wait on a settlement for an almost deadly accident. We all chipped in until it came, and they are still working on getting out of dept from that. I think it is wonderful you still help people when you can, I guess you do follow your heart and it's awsom. (I hope you didn't misunderstand my post.)
OK Ill be quiet now.

Terry, I know you will always cherish those memories of Phylis and Stacy. Thanks for sharing. Will look forward to see their wedding picture.
...good you supported what your uncle wanted too...YW.

I can't bring myself to give those people money. There's another thread around here about that and I responded to it.

I understand about the not wanting to have the watch appraised, Terry. I have some things of mom's I SHOULD have priced but...when I know, I'll never wear gain.

In this little town, there are no homeless people. I do see them when I drive up around Chicago though. I've never had anyone approach me, so I can't really say what I would do. I say that because I've heard about the guys driving BMW's, wearing coveralls over their really nice clothing, parking a few blocks away, dirtying up their faces, pulling on the grubby coveralls and begging for money. Or the "housewives" that do it also. Around here I will sometimes see someone with a sign, wanting a ride someplace, on the ramp on I-80. Pounded into my head way back when about picking up those hitchhikers and heaven forbid I ever did! Good girls don't do that and all☺ And you all know what a good girl I is! ROFL☺

Phyllis is back in the nursing home. The hospital can't do any more for her, the kids finally saw the light. Imagine that the nursing home wasn't following her wishes or the doctors orders. Huh, how'd that happen? So, they get Phyllis to the nursing home and guess where the family that was here went. Home. Yep. So much for them telling me about sticking around. I stayed tonight till almost 10pm. Haven't been home long. She's hallucinating or something. Scared the you-know-what out of me. No orders for pain. Can't take anything orally, but they want to use an eye dropper into her mouth to give it to her. That makes no sense. How about a shot? I can hear her gagging and choking now. Need hospice care? Oh well, when the doctor gets around to it, maybe then an order will be written. I'm fine though, yea, she scared me the bejeebes out of me, but I'm fine☺ Can't explain it really, except to say I feel at peace and calm.

I'm going to bed. Night all!♥

Good morning, everyone.

Terry, I'm glad Phyllis is not in the hospital anymore.

I have my niece and her hubby coming by to watch a movie tonight. Housecleaning is needed but there isn't much to do. Darrell did most of it already! LOL He's a sweetheart.

Oh what fun Celia! What movie are you watching?

...Happy housecleaning!

Hey, Judy! Sorry I couldn't answer your text yesterday. We had a person in custody.

We're going to watch Shaun of the Dead. I've seen it several times but they haven't.

Ah, its ok Celia, I thought you were working, yay, glad you got the bad guy.

Hmmm, heard of that movie, don't think I've seen it either.
LOL, must be scarey? Well any hope you all have fun, mmmm buttered popcorn?

It's raining here, going to see what i can sink my hands into.
lol, should have stretched that mailing. oh well.

Not really scary, although, there ARE zombies! LOL It's more of a comedy. One of my favorites.

Welcome Linda!!!! Great to see you here!

Celia, is Monty ok? When I got home from surgery Tiga was limping on her front left but I couldn't take her to the vet so I told her she was either going to have to take it easy and heal or limp for a few weeks. The week after I said that she quit limping and hasn't limped since.

Oh shoot Terry, I'm sorry about Phyl. I want to give you a big hug, in person. My grandmother was a complete different story, she had Alzheimers and didn't remember anyone. She stroked out and wasn't maintaining steady heartbeat or breathing, and was completely brain dead. It's been over 11 years is why I can talk about it like I can. My grandfather had Congestive Heart Failure and collapsed while grocery shopping.

My power went out for 2 days from Gustavo, then yesterday the building I work in got waterlogged, shorted out, and caught on fire! We didn't work today because of it, but back to the grind stone tomorrow. Np workypoo for me today!

Dell won't touch my laptop at all, even when it was just 2 years old. They wanted to charge me $19.95 to talk to someone over the phone for 10 minutes! So I took it upon myself to fix it myself, I was in the process of getting my degree anyway, so I learned as I did!

My cousin is one of those "pros." She pays her rent from welfare, she buys her kids food from food stamps, and buys her drugs from other people's hard earned dollars. She's constantly in and out of jail for drug trafficking and possession. She's told me the stories about the pros too. This may be harsh, forgive me if it is, but I cannot and will not give my hard earned dollar to a bumb, not because they're a bumb, but because I can't tell the bumbs from the pros.

I believe in ghosts. Have never had any sort of encounter with one, and hopefully I never will, but I believe in them for some reason.

Crissy, Monty's fine. He limps because he's getting arthritis in that front leg.

I believe in ghosts only because I've had encounters. Or, at least, what I THINK are encounters. ☺

I've had encounters also. I guess it's not that uncommon.

Linda, you can share your experiences here, if you wish.

http://davesgarden.com/community/forums/t/837372/

It's been quite informative.

Good Morning!
Celia, did you enjoy the Movie night?

Oh Linda, I hope you do share your experience and the read...
I'll look forward to reading yours.

Crissy, wow...sorry to hear about the work fire, how scarey.

oops got to go!
Have a good day.

Movie night was great! We drank home made beer and ate pizza, watched teh movie and laughed until our sides hurt! It was wonderful!

Work fire?!?!

Mine is already on there. Now, there was another experience I had once that I didn't put on there because I thought it wasn't a ghost...maybe it was something else entirely. The story I did put on there about a haunted house was definitely a ghost in a haunted house story. We lived there in that haunted house for years before we moved out. And moved to a brand new house that we bought. I suspect my parents didn't want any chance of hauntings in our next house, so no previous occupants on that one.

The only encounter I've had was using a Ouija board, it was weird. I wanted to jump on your thread about ghosts Celia, but without any encounters of my own I really can't say much. I do like reading the stories though.

Yea, the 12th floor of the building I work in got wet from the 2 days of heavy downpours. It shorted out the center of the building which houses power lines, phone lines, breaker switches, etc etc. It stunk a little in there today and this morning they didn't have the air conditioner working yet. One of the 4 elevators was working so I took the stairs twice today when I was leaving, I'm not climbing 7 flights of stairs going up, too weak for that! LOL! I guess they only had half the power on in the building and the 12th floor is shot, but everyone got out ok and there were no injuries, which is really good for an 18 story building. It got a little stressful :)

A little stressful...YEAH, I'd say! Glad everyone got out okay.

I'm thinking of starting a new thread for Halloween. Something along the lines of...oh, crud! Now I can't remember. I'll think of it later. Anyway, look for it about the end of September. Next time I think of it, I'll write it down! LOL

Actually the evacuation for us wasn't that bad. The power surged, then again, then the lights started flickering real fast, the fire alarm went off and we left and went home! I wouldn't have wanted to be on the 12th or 13th floor, or anything above that though!

I hate it when that happens Celia! I always have to write things down, which I never do.

It's such a pretty day outside! I have to go find 2 ceiling fans today, 2 of mine froze up at only 1 1/2 years old! Glad I didn't buy them!

I know what you mean, Crissy. I really hate when things go wrong at work. On two occassions, my store where I worked didn't open. Once when a water main broke and once just on Thursday when the power went out. We've had them close early early a few times, mostly because of snow. One memorable time was the tornada that hit us.

Fun shopping for new stuff but an aweful reason for it. Darrell is working on his car this morning. Nothing wrong with it. He just like to putter.

lol I used to putter with my dad on his 56 Chevy. Do you get tornadoes often? I am deathly afraid of them. I want to go hide in the shelter even when they are hundreds of miles away and moving away from me.
I signed up for this Victorian Santa workshop Bettypauze is putting on, don't know if I'll be any good at it or not, but oh well. I need to find some sort of hobby.
Dave just woke up, he got up about noon, we went to WalMart, then breakfast, then back home, unloaded all of the groceries and he went back to bed. He wants to go out tonight, and back to work tomorrow night, poor guy. His boss can't get anything straight around there. He decided to change a few employees schedules with only one hours notice, and expects everyone to work 10 hour shifts 7 days a week. So now if Dave takes a day off there is no coverage, the one guy Dave had working with him his boss put on a different shift, or actually made up a new shift.
I guess the problem is they need more coverage on swing shift, so instead of hiring someone he decided to split one of the 2 graveyard guys to work the last 4 hours of swing shift and the first 6 hours of graveyard, so he has one guy to cover both shifts. If Dave gets sick or hurt there is no one to cover and no back up plan. Not good!

No, Crissy, we don't get them often. But the one od '99 was a doozy!

I hate it when stuff gets arranged and I'm out of the loop! LOL

Here's link to what Wikipedia said about it.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salt_Lake_City_Tornado

There is the mormon temple on the very right side. The one with all the points along the top. You can just see it low and behind the white building. I was in the building across the street as you head toward the camera. My mom was in the building across the street from me and it took her 1 1/2 hrs to get to me. I left work then and it took us another 3 3/4 hrs. to get to her car 3 blocks away. She was on the 26th floor but NOT on the roof. She was giving a tour at the time.

Mom took this pic from her building a couple of days later. The blue crane had a guy in the top of it during it. He had quite a tale to tell!

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