I have been going to do a post for the past couple of days....I had this to show you:
I do not know the name of this day lily....it is the third color I have blooming and I haven't even taken time to photograph the others. I took this probably 3 or 4 days ago.
I for sure planned to do a post last night...but it didn't happen, with good reason.
We were sitting here, and Roger got up and headed out of the room, and started coughing. His chronic cough. He got on past my chair and just as he got to the kitchen I cannot explain what I heard. But a big crash, and no more coughing...just total silence...I cannot even begin to convey how silent the house felt. I tried to jump up, but could not get this recliner closed...I know it was only seconds, but when your heart is in your throat, time does stand still.
I got in there and he was laying face down in the floor, his arms down by his side. I got down and put my hand on him, I suppose to see if I felt movement, but I really don't know, but I said, 'Roger! Roger!' And he came to himself and said 'I'm okay! I'm okay....I just got too lightheaded.' And he got up and continued on to the bathroom. I could see no sign of a bruise, no knot on his forehead or any place else...nothing...and still cannot today. I wanted to take him to the Emergency Room, but he insisted he was okay. He stayed up two or three hours more, and went to bed. I stayed up for a long time listening for him to be up.
I followed him to bed around 2:00 am and he was sleeping fine...
Today could have been such a different day....I am so thankful things are as they should be in this, though I am stressed in other ways. I will save them for another post.
Sunday, June 30, 2019
Wednesday, June 26, 2019
Life...
This photo is from 2011....just such a pretty, unique plant. I am not sure what it is, but thought some of you might enjoy seeing it.
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I took Roger to a psychiatrist in Carmel, Indiana yesterday...that is approximately 100 miles away. To no avail...he did not think he could help him break this coughing. There are certain things that will always trigger his coughing. So it made me think it was maybe behavorial. But then some of the time, I can not spot a trigger...he just starts coughing. This dr. talked to him/us for a couple hours and said he did not think he could help him.
But he does want him to try a couple new meds...one an inhaler with steroids to try using for the cough itself. And a new med that is supposed to give new energy, and allow him to concentrate. He said there is nothing in it to ease pain, but that he always has people saying that it helped their pain. He wants to hear back from us on how it works. And to go back to our ENT if it helps...because it is much easier to go to the ENT, plus insurance covers the ENT.
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I have spent the afternoon trying to get the yard mowed....it is almost done. And I broke down all those boxes this morn and they are out for the garbage man to pick up tomorrow. I also went and picked up Lorelei...she is going to spend a night or two here.
I have not had time AND energy to touch anything that needs done inside...maybe I will get to that in the morn. Tomorrow is allergy shots for Roger.
I hope that you all have a good day tomorrow...
Edited to add:
Ruth has identified this flower as Larkspur...thank you so much Ruth!
Monday, June 24, 2019
Not much happening...
I have taken a break from de-cluttering...how many ways can you express that? I call it freeing myself of items, Or letting go or sending them to find a new home. What term do you use?
But how crazy is this: I found these old 'catalogs' and was happy as a clam. Though how do people know clams are happy, anyway? I thought I had thrown them all away a while back when I ran across them but either I stuck them back or else these are more I had saved. On the back was this:
What a rush of memories this elicited...bringing back some of the best memories of my entire life. I lived at what was my favorite spot on earth when we had this address. I had to shed a tear or two. Sort of wishing I could go back to that time, but not if I had to go through all the rest of what has happened since then.
When we lived in Tennessee for a year and a half, I got started getting these...they are maybe 6 or 8 pages long. It is a book catalog....all I did was choose the books I wanted, mail in my choices, and they were mailed to me free of charge. I think I could keep them as long as I wanted if I remember correctly, and then stick them back in the bag and send them back. Free of charge. Oh, I am sure our taxes paid for them...but we didn't have to go to the post office and pay to mail them back.
Each book only had a line or so describing what it was about. Only a few had pictures showing the book cover and it was a very small photo. So when the books came, it was sort of like getting a Christmas present. I could not wait to open the bag. (They were mailed in a zippered cloth bag. Through these books is how I found one of my all time favorite books, Tisha, by Anne Purdy as told to Robert Specht.
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I am hoping to return to the chore of getting rid of things before the week is over, but it won't happen tomorrow as we have an appt in Carmel, Indiana, which is basically Indianapolis....just on the north side. I shaved Roger's head, and tried to trim his beard today. I am not good at it. I don't know what happened but part of his beard just wants to grow so wild. It did not used to do that. He cannot do that trimming, but he can shave, so am relieved he can do that.
Anyway, another day will be the yard, and another day Roger has to go get allergy shot, but that doesn't take long. Hoping that is all that we end up having to do.
I hope you have a good week and that you find time to do the things you want to do.
But how crazy is this: I found these old 'catalogs' and was happy as a clam. Though how do people know clams are happy, anyway? I thought I had thrown them all away a while back when I ran across them but either I stuck them back or else these are more I had saved. On the back was this:
What a rush of memories this elicited...bringing back some of the best memories of my entire life. I lived at what was my favorite spot on earth when we had this address. I had to shed a tear or two. Sort of wishing I could go back to that time, but not if I had to go through all the rest of what has happened since then.
When we lived in Tennessee for a year and a half, I got started getting these...they are maybe 6 or 8 pages long. It is a book catalog....all I did was choose the books I wanted, mail in my choices, and they were mailed to me free of charge. I think I could keep them as long as I wanted if I remember correctly, and then stick them back in the bag and send them back. Free of charge. Oh, I am sure our taxes paid for them...but we didn't have to go to the post office and pay to mail them back.
Each book only had a line or so describing what it was about. Only a few had pictures showing the book cover and it was a very small photo. So when the books came, it was sort of like getting a Christmas present. I could not wait to open the bag. (They were mailed in a zippered cloth bag. Through these books is how I found one of my all time favorite books, Tisha, by Anne Purdy as told to Robert Specht.
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I am hoping to return to the chore of getting rid of things before the week is over, but it won't happen tomorrow as we have an appt in Carmel, Indiana, which is basically Indianapolis....just on the north side. I shaved Roger's head, and tried to trim his beard today. I am not good at it. I don't know what happened but part of his beard just wants to grow so wild. It did not used to do that. He cannot do that trimming, but he can shave, so am relieved he can do that.
Anyway, another day will be the yard, and another day Roger has to go get allergy shot, but that doesn't take long. Hoping that is all that we end up having to do.
I hope you have a good week and that you find time to do the things you want to do.
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