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Granny's gone and done it again

Howdy folks! @ShrekDawg I'm doing fine. How are you doing?

@Granny Hatchet I didn't sleep well last night either. Dozed, tossed and turned till around 2. Shoulder was burning and aching so I took 2 acetaminophen and finally got to sleep. Up at 8 so we could go vote. We have had rain every day for the past two days and today was no different. After voting we went to the local hardware/lumber store and bought some concrete so we can start patching up the cracks in the coop floor.

DH came up with a plan to salvage the coop. Come spring we are going to replace the walls, one at a time starting with the worse one which is the south wall.

I still have something burrowing around but I'm puzzled as to where it is hold up during the day as it looks like whatever it is is trying to burrow under the concrete floor from the outside instead of trying to burrow out. Piles of dirt are outside the coop. I'm hoping it is a rat. I have to give the varmint credit. With the rain that run is a mucky mess right now but it keeps trying to dig under and I keep thwarting it's efforts.
 
Howdy folks! @ShrekDawg I'm doing fine. How are you doing?

@Granny Hatchet I didn't sleep well last night either. Dozed, tossed and turned till around 2. Shoulder was burning and aching so I took 2 acetaminophen and finally got to sleep. Up at 8 so we could go vote. We have had rain every day for the past two days and today was no different. After voting we went to the local hardware/lumber store and bought some concrete so we can start patching up the cracks in the coop floor.

DH came up with a plan to salvage the coop. Come spring we are going to replace the walls, one at a time starting with the worse one which is the south wall.

I still have something burrowing around but I'm puzzled as to where it is hold up during the day as it looks like whatever it is is trying to burrow under the concrete floor from the outside instead of trying to burrow out. Piles of dirt are outside the coop. I'm hoping it is a rat. I have to give the varmint credit. With the rain that run is a mucky mess right now but it keeps trying to dig under and I keep thwarting it's efforts.
I’m alright thanks.
 
I’m alright thanks.
Cool!

I forgot to add, Yep, there are all sorts of clinics. We lost a friend 6 years ago to an accident related to his Parkinson's disease. He fell, broke 8 ribs, got pneumonia and that was the end for him. Before the accident, he was going to a Movement Clinic so yeah, there are all kinds of clinics out there.

The ultimate goal is to preserve what ever function the person has no matter what the disease process is, as long as possible.

I once had a woman approach me at work in tears. They had just admitted her mother who had progressive Alzheimer's Dementia and the doctor told them that it could be genetic. She was scared because she was in her early 40s and kept losing things and wondered if she was developing Alzheimer's. I asked her if she lost her keys. She said yes. I asked her when she found her keys did she know what they were and what she was supposed to do with them? She nodded and said yes, of course, she used them to start her car and unlock her doors at home. I hugged her and told her she was fine.

It's when you forget what your keys are for that you need to worry.
 
Cool!

I forgot to add, Yep, there are all sorts of clinics. We lost a friend 6 years ago to an accident related to his Parkinson's disease. He fell, broke 8 ribs, got pneumonia and that was the end for him. Before the accident, he was going to a Movement Clinic so yeah, there are all kinds of clinics out there.

The ultimate goal is to preserve what ever function the person has no matter what the disease process is, as long as possible.

I once had a woman approach me at work in tears. They had just admitted her mother who had progressive Alzheimer's Dementia and the doctor told them that it could be genetic. She was scared because she was in her early 40s and kept losing things and wondered if she was developing Alzheimer's. I asked her if she lost her keys. She said yes. I asked her when she found her keys did she know what they were and what she was supposed to do with them? She nodded and said yes, of course, she used them to start her car and unlock her doors at home. I hugged her and told her she was fine.

It's when you forget what your keys are for that you need to worry.
Thanks
 

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