Quote: I lost my uncle recently after a very long, very difficult bout with dementia "of unknown cause" - it was horrible. Even to the end, they didn't know why, just that it wasn't Alzheimers, Parkinsons, multiple strokes, or other common causes. I'm so sorry about your sister - it's really rough, both on the person with dementia and on caregiver(s) and family.
Quote: Legos make everything better. At least that was my experience in childhood. We never got the kits, though - when we visited my grandparents, we played with my uncle's old set, which was one of those huge "general" sets with just lots and lots of an assortment of blocks and plates. I made an amazing lighthouse one day - never have forgotten how fun it was to design and build that. Good for the noggin to puzzle those sorts of things together. (Never did understand why someone would want a kit...)
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Oh, it's GOTTA be the ChiliNut...
Oh, I'm so sorry you're feeling so bad and also have the little one sick. Do you best to take care of yourselves, thinking about you...Poking my head in...haven't been able to catch up but hoping maybe later...maybe...hubby went back to work and 2 oldest are at school but youngest and I have the flu now. He just covered me, the couch, himself and 2 blankets in projectile vomit. Yeah. Guess I was over due for that.
Anyway, it's a miracle I set some eggs and this time, I've decided to leave the plug out of the hovabator the whole time (vs last time when I didn't know ask left it in until day 18 or 19 I think?!) It's more humid now then it was in March too.
Well - happy Monday!! Gotta load my little barf machine up to go pick up his sister...pray he doesn't cover the car in vomit...& if I'm not around later...well...things probably aren't going well! But I feel like HOPEFULLY half the family is on the mend...
Oh and an update on my older son - his blood culture has 2.5 more days to develop but they said nothing had grown so far, so that's good...however his white cell count was still suppressed and he still has the severe sinusitis AND they said a strep test also came back positive. Thankfully he's already on antibiotics.
I continue my disinfecting adventure this evening!!!
So, the reason I'm posting now is that after popping home for a midmorning feeding of the sick chick, I left work early to get in the next feeding. He wasn't looking better enough to my eye at midmorning, though, and I had a hard time getting him to take any food at all, so I had a bad feeling and was working myself up to culling him tonight. But when I got home, he had already died. I think even if he had survived, walking would have been an issue. All the other chicks are totally fine, so there was either something else going on with this chick, or it was weaker somehow. Of course, even though I was probably going to cull tonight, it's still always sad to find a little dead chick when you've just rushed home to feed it.
I think I'll go love on my other chickens, I could use a cuddle...
- Ant Farm
I lost my uncle recently after a very long, very difficult bout with dementia "of unknown cause" - it was horrible. Even to the end, they didn't know why, just that it wasn't Alzheimers, Parkinsons, multiple strokes, or other common causes. I'm so sorry about your sister - it's really rough, both on the person with dementia and on caregiver(s) and family.
Legos make everything better. At least that was my experience in childhood. We never got the kits, though - when we visited my grandparents, we played with my uncle's old set, which was one of those huge "general" sets with just lots and lots of an assortment of blocks and plates. I made an amazing lighthouse one day - never have forgotten how fun it was to design and build that. Good for the noggin to puzzle those sorts of things together. (Never did understand why someone would want a kit...)
Oh, it's GOTTA be the ChiliNut...
Oh, I'm so sorry you're feeling so bad and also have the little one sick. Do you best to take care of yourselves, thinking about you...
So, the reason I'm posting now is that after popping home for a midmorning feeding of the sick chick, I left work early to get in the next feeding. He wasn't looking better enough to my eye at midmorning, though, and I had a hard time getting him to take any food at all, so I had a bad feeling and was working myself up to culling him tonight. But when I got home, he had already died. I think even if he had survived, walking would have been an issue. All the other chicks are totally fine, so there was either something else going on with this chick, or it was weaker somehow. Of course, even though I was probably going to cull tonight, it's still always sad to find a little dead chick when you've just rushed home to feed it.
I think I'll go love on my other chickens, I could use a cuddle...
- Ant Farm
I lost my uncle recently after a very long, very difficult bout with dementia "of unknown cause" - it was horrible. Even to the end, they didn't know why, just that it wasn't Alzheimers, Parkinsons, multiple strokes, or other common causes. I'm so sorry about your sister - it's really rough, both on the person with dementia and on caregiver(s) and family.
Legos make everything better. At least that was my experience in childhood. We never got the kits, though - when we visited my grandparents, we played with my uncle's old set, which was one of those huge "general" sets with just lots and lots of an assortment of blocks and plates. I made an amazing lighthouse one day - never have forgotten how fun it was to design and build that. Good for the noggin to puzzle those sorts of things together. (Never did understand why someone would want a kit...)
Oh, it's GOTTA be the ChiliNut...
Oh, I'm so sorry you're feeling so bad and also have the little one sick. Do you best to take care of yourselves, thinking about you...
So, the reason I'm posting now is that after popping home for a midmorning feeding of the sick chick, I left work early to get in the next feeding. He wasn't looking better enough to my eye at midmorning, though, and I had a hard time getting him to take any food at all, so I had a bad feeling and was working myself up to culling him tonight. But when I got home, he had already died. I think even if he had survived, walking would have been an issue. All the other chicks are totally fine, so there was either something else going on with this chick, or it was weaker somehow. Of course, even though I was probably going to cull tonight, it's still always sad to find a little dead chick when you've just rushed home to feed it.
I think I'll go love on my other chickens, I could use a cuddle...
- Ant Farm
