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I can't cut the cardboard any lower; it has to fold over the bottom part of the crate.
They can probably fly out if they want to.

Sorry (again) for the blathering.
Blather away, you have a rough road to travel :hugs I'm sure many of us would be happy to hang with DH if we lived closer. Like Sour said, you do need to take care of yourself too.
 
I want to spread out my jogging for obvious reasons. So I had planned to jog yesterday when I got home from work. It was a glorious day. I asked DH if he wanted to stay home and watch a movie or go with me but that he'd have to just stay in the field and keep walking around the grassy path and not go into the woods or down to the creek. He said he wanted to go. I said at least 6 times "stay in the fields on the grassy path. Just keep going around the field and I'll lap you". I took off and came around the other end of the field. The grass is really tall so it's not easy to see someone else out there until you get to the top of the hill.
When I got there, there was not a trace of him! He left the field. Then I really RAN! I ran down to the end of the path where it opens up along the creek screaming his name. I didn't see him. I spun around and ran up the side of the hill towards the cabin screaming his name again.
My phone rang. It was his son!!!! Just as I see his name on my screen I look up and finally see DH coming down the hill. I was breathing hard and shaking all over but answered the phone and kept walking to get to DH. Handed off the phone after talking to Jr for a bit. When they were done and Jr hung up... melt down time. DH kept saying "it's no big deal". He just doesn't get it. It was my fault for thinking he would stay in the field.
The melt down came from the terror of thinking he would continue to walk along the wooded path that he is not at all familiar with and go down a deer trail. Who is going to find him to read his medic alert bracelet and call me in the deep woods? And so much for jogging for stress relief. What happened yesterday was so the opposite of stress relief.
I feel trapped. I feel desperate. I feel crushed with this responsibility of taking care of him as he declines further. I feel like I can't do anything for me.
I called my sister. Her DH answered and I asked if we could come over.
When we got there I told her what happened and how I was feeling and I asked her if they could watch him for just 1-1 1/2 hours one night a week so I could jog. She said they would. They've really been the only source of support for ME.
Sorry (again) for the blathering. But as usual, it feels better just to write it down and get it out.
Would your DH be willing to wear some kind of geo tracking device? Some watches or bracelets work that way.
Another option would be to train Bella (mantrailing) to find him in case he'll wander off.
Either can spare you a lot of fright.

My late FIL who lived with us used to wander off, sometimes in the middle of the night into nowhere, so I know how this feels. :hugs
 
I want to spread out my jogging for obvious reasons. So I had planned to jog yesterday when I got home from work. It was a glorious day. I asked DH if he wanted to stay home and watch a movie or go with me but that he'd have to just stay in the field and keep walking around the grassy path and not go into the woods or down to the creek. He said he wanted to go. I said at least 6 times "stay in the fields on the grassy path. Just keep going around the field and I'll lap you". I took off and came around the other end of the field. The grass is really tall so it's not easy to see someone else out there until you get to the top of the hill.
When I got there, there was not a trace of him! He left the field. Then I really RAN! I ran down to the end of the path where it opens up along the creek screaming his name. I didn't see him. I spun around and ran up the side of the hill towards the cabin screaming his name again.
My phone rang. It was his son!!!! Just as I see his name on my screen I look up and finally see DH coming down the hill. I was breathing hard and shaking all over but answered the phone and kept walking to get to DH. Handed off the phone after talking to Jr for a bit. When they were done and Jr hung up... melt down time. DH kept saying "it's no big deal". He just doesn't get it. It was my fault for thinking he would stay in the field.
The melt down came from the terror of thinking he would continue to walk along the wooded path that he is not at all familiar with and go down a deer trail. Who is going to find him to read his medic alert bracelet and call me in the deep woods? And so much for jogging for stress relief. What happened yesterday was so the opposite of stress relief.
I feel trapped. I feel desperate. I feel crushed with this responsibility of taking care of him as he declines further. I feel like I can't do anything for me.
I called my sister. Her DH answered and I asked if we could come over.
When we got there I told her what happened and how I was feeling and I asked her if they could watch him for just 1-1 1/2 hours one night a week so I could jog. She said they would. They've really been the only source of support for ME.
Sorry (again) for the blathering. But as usual, it feels better just to write it down and get it out.
I am reminded by the on saying: "This too shall pass"

What a terrifying thing to happen!
 
Hugs, DL. I also like the idea of a geo device. Maybe tied to a beltloop or a shoe. An ankle or wrist thing may be bothersome and I have no idea in what manner they really come in for attachment choices.
There is a locater app on his phone. Of course, he didn't have it on him.
 
Good morning Cafe. Coffee is ready.
It's a wonderful 55F out with bright blue skies.
DH has an appointment with a nurse in Urology to find out how much higher his PSA levels are and to discuss what exactly we are "observing" regarding that number and his prostate cancer. Jr will be there. Then he's off for a 2 week vacation. I'm very much looking forward to the break. I really need it.
 
I haven't heard Annie crow in many months. I just heard her crow 4 times. I quickly logged into the coop cam and there she was sitting on the edge of the PB waiting her turn... and she never made another peep while I was recording her!! :he
I've tried sneaking up on her to get her on video and she sees/hears me coming and goes mute.
One of these days, girlie, one of these days...
 

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