Just a quick check-in. I read a lot and don't remember half of it now. I'm sorry if I don't comment on something important or leave someone out; it's not intentional. Add me to the list of people having a freakish week or so. I think we all understand how that works, Danz, and I didn't see anything from you that was out of line.
One of the people we mow for died and it's not even the guy with the terminal illness. He was about my age, which I know I called old a few days ago, but it's not THAT old, not so old I would expect people to be dying from it. He went into the hospital a week and a half ago with difficulty breathing and I guess they were checking out his heart and somehow found that he had colon cancer.
I saw some of you talking about wills and stuff. I forget who mentioned a living will and health care power of attorney, but that is excellent advice. Back when I was a legal secretary, we did a lot of those documents and, after my grandpa died and there was some confusion over the doctor's too-subtle way of trying to tell my dad it was time to pull the plug on the respirator, I made both documents for myself. Another thing DH has brought to my attention is the DNR (Do Not Resuscitate) document many elderly people have. If you have someone in your life with a DNR, make sure it is someplace obvious in case no one else is home and the emergency services end up there. A common place is to put it on the fridge. DH has been in some sad situations where the family was very distressed by the EMTs not following the order because no one knew where it was. If they don't see the document, they're required by law to attempt all life-saving procedures. 'Nuff sad stuff.
I have a vague memory of someone talking about their EEs flying over the fence to see them. Mine have done that several times, too. It's earned them a wing-clipping because my dogs are hunting breeds who would LOVE a chicken dinner! My EEs are the most talkative breed in the yard, and the two youngest follow me everywhere when I'm in their yard. If I open the coop door to check something, they come running in to see what I'm doing. DH really wants some Gold Stars next time we add chickens, but I think I'm going to insist on another EE or two as well.
Well, I've moved on to actual painting and DH finished priming his sections of trim today. It's always more fun when you get to the actual color, even if that color is off-white. I'm having some odd physical reactions to all this. Some of the back problems remaining after all the pelvic strain/sciatica have gotten much better, although it still flares up if I sleep on my back for too long. My foot, despite not being able to really rest it like the doc said, is improving but now the ankle is feeling weaker. Overall, I think the gains have been greater than the losses, so that's something.
I don't like spiders, but I don't freak out like I used to. Instead, I bargain with them. I tell them I'll leave them alone if they'll leave me alone. Mostly it works. If not, I yell for DH ....
One of the people we mow for died and it's not even the guy with the terminal illness. He was about my age, which I know I called old a few days ago, but it's not THAT old, not so old I would expect people to be dying from it. He went into the hospital a week and a half ago with difficulty breathing and I guess they were checking out his heart and somehow found that he had colon cancer.
I saw some of you talking about wills and stuff. I forget who mentioned a living will and health care power of attorney, but that is excellent advice. Back when I was a legal secretary, we did a lot of those documents and, after my grandpa died and there was some confusion over the doctor's too-subtle way of trying to tell my dad it was time to pull the plug on the respirator, I made both documents for myself. Another thing DH has brought to my attention is the DNR (Do Not Resuscitate) document many elderly people have. If you have someone in your life with a DNR, make sure it is someplace obvious in case no one else is home and the emergency services end up there. A common place is to put it on the fridge. DH has been in some sad situations where the family was very distressed by the EMTs not following the order because no one knew where it was. If they don't see the document, they're required by law to attempt all life-saving procedures. 'Nuff sad stuff.
I have a vague memory of someone talking about their EEs flying over the fence to see them. Mine have done that several times, too. It's earned them a wing-clipping because my dogs are hunting breeds who would LOVE a chicken dinner! My EEs are the most talkative breed in the yard, and the two youngest follow me everywhere when I'm in their yard. If I open the coop door to check something, they come running in to see what I'm doing. DH really wants some Gold Stars next time we add chickens, but I think I'm going to insist on another EE or two as well.
Well, I've moved on to actual painting and DH finished priming his sections of trim today. It's always more fun when you get to the actual color, even if that color is off-white. I'm having some odd physical reactions to all this. Some of the back problems remaining after all the pelvic strain/sciatica have gotten much better, although it still flares up if I sleep on my back for too long. My foot, despite not being able to really rest it like the doc said, is improving but now the ankle is feeling weaker. Overall, I think the gains have been greater than the losses, so that's something.

I don't like spiders, but I don't freak out like I used to. Instead, I bargain with them. I tell them I'll leave them alone if they'll leave me alone. Mostly it works. If not, I yell for DH ....