Thursday, August 30, 2012


Having a hard time sleeping these days.  I'm used to sleeping on my side; and right now spine
issues are giving me pain in both upper arms.  So I lay on one side until the pain wakes me.  Then
I switch to the other side until pain wakes me.  Then I lay on my back.  Hmmm, that won't work.
Then I look at the ceiling.  Too tired to get up; but can't sleep.  So then I start obsessing about
things because everything looks worse in the dark of night.  This doesn't make for a restful night.

Saturday, August 25, 2012


I completely understand.

We used to have these big hairy spiders in our basement.  I'd go down there to do something, and
out of the corner of my eye I'd see something scuttle really fast across the floor.  Now the thing with
scuttling is that you have first the startle, and then the screaming meemies as you realize what it was.
HATE spiders!  And these suckers were HUGE!  As in - you could saddle and ride them.

The worst was when Cal and family (including babies) visited with a baby monitor.  Apparently,
baby monitors emit a frequency that scares the beejeezes out of bugs in the walls and brings them all
out in the open.  When I had seen the sixth big hairy spider in one day, that was it.  Since then we
have sprayed every 3 months for bugs.  Now it is rare to even see a tiny spider or earwig in the house; and they are always dead ones.  These bugs cross the threshold where it is sprayed, go a couple of
inches and die.   HA, take that, Bug!

Tuesday, August 7, 2012


Packing peanuts are evil!  They escape boxes in all directions.  They stick to anything and
everything - except for the hand trying to pick them up.

Packing peanuts should be banned, if for no other reason than the irritation factor.

Monday, August 6, 2012


On a cheerier note, Grandson Gavin took his very LAST dose of anti-seizure medicine this morning.

That was a long time coming.  He is now a healthy, happy boy.


About a year ago, one of my friends unexpectedly lost her husband to a heart attack.  It was so out
of the blue with no warning; that it shocked us.  Now, another friend has just found out that her
husband has lung cancer, Stage IV, inoperable.
This kind of news makes us think of our own mortality; that each day takes us a little closer to a
visit with the grim reaper.  That's a rather unsettling thought.
I always felt that death was akin to childbirth in that no one can help you with it.
Your body and mind have to deal with it alone.  Once committed, you can't change your

Sunday, August 5, 2012


I'm feeling much better today.  Medication down to every 8 hours instead of 6.  Jaw, neck,  and lower teeth still zinging.  This has been going on since July 6.  Hope it's almost over for this episode.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012