Next I'll be taking Mrs. BassCliff out for supper, one last night out before her trip abroad. Then I'll be a batchelor for 10 days. Woot! Brats and beer! Friday Fish Fry! Extra range days! Life is good.
Thank you for your indulgence,
BassCliff
How many weight lifters does it take to screw in a lightbulb?Hi all,
What's the old joke?
Q. How can you tell when somebody works out rgularly?
A. Don't worry, they'll TELL you.
Now I'm finishing my coffee after my workout. Then I plan to work on the yard and give my dog a bath. He's got sensitive skin. Maybe I'll make it to the range on Thursday after I drop Mrs. BassCliff at the airport. She and her best friend are taking a trip to Europe, a girls' trip abroad. You know what that means? Extra days at the range! Woot! Enjoy your blessings.
Thank you for your indulgence,
BassCliff
daayyyyummm that looks mighty good, frosted mug and all
Wow, really sorry to hear this and what your going through, I know personally it’s not easy, we are here for you if needed, thoughts and prayers coming your way, you take care of yourself also.It has been a rough night. My phone blew up on the commute home yesterday (hands free of course). Fielding calls from the husband, my sister in FL, and my cousin in Alberta. My uncle (who lives in AB with my mom) has ended up in hospital with a large mass in his throat that is impeding his breathing. He's a hard old buzzard and it took a lot for my cousin to finally get him to a doctor. Long story short, my mom is lost. She can't remember where he is from one minute to the next. She hasn't been calling me (I wish she would have) because she knows I work stupid hours. She remembers that from living with me during COVID.
Anyway, she has been calling my brother (FL) in tears, and texting my cousin saying she's going to call the police because she can't find him and nobody is telling her anything.....
I was on the phone most of last night. My sister is retired, and she will be flying up there on Sunday. Depending on the prognosis she may bring mom here, or return straight back to FL. It sounds like his prognosis is not good, he is nearly 6 ft tall but is down to 109 pounds. They took a biopsy but won't know anything until "sometime next week". He is 91 but he has always been healthy until now. Meantime my cousin is checking on mom through the days, and will take her to the hospital today to see my uncle. I hope once she sees him there it may sink in and she may remember for longer than a minute.
I'm sorry to put all this out here, but I have to get it out, and I didn't realize how much until now. I am alone here until Saturday because he's working again. It is sheer hell when your parents are suffering dementia and you are 1800 plus miles away. It is taking its toll. I was going to go to the range today, but I don't think that's a good idea right now. I have other errands to run in Fargo though, and that will be better than sitting around at home waiting for the ground to dry.
I didn't write this for sympathy or reactions, I just really appreciate having a place to vent. Now that it is out of my system I'll just get back on my horse and keep on keeping on. I do hope you all have a good Memorial Day weekend.
Thank you Anni.
I know… Thank you Bob.Sorry Belle. Wish I had some soothing words for you.
VENT ONIt has been a rough night. My phone blew up on the commute home yesterday (hands free of course). Fielding calls from the husband, my sister in FL, and my cousin in Alberta. My uncle (who lives in AB with my mom) has ended up in hospital with a large mass in his throat that is impeding his breathing. He's a hard old buzzard and it took a lot for my cousin to finally get him to a doctor. Long story short, my mom is lost. She can't remember where he is from one minute to the next. She hasn't been calling me (I wish she would have) because she knows I work stupid hours. She remembers that from living with me during COVID.
Anyway, she has been calling my brother (FL) in tears, and texting my cousin saying she's going to call the police because she can't find him and nobody is telling her anything.....
I was on the phone most of last night. My sister is retired, and she will be flying up there on Sunday. Depending on the prognosis she may bring mom here, or return straight back to FL. It sounds like his prognosis is not good, he is nearly 6 ft tall but is down to 109 pounds. They took a biopsy but won't know anything until "sometime next week". He is 91 but he has always been healthy until now. Meantime my cousin is checking on mom through the days, and will take her to the hospital today to see my uncle. I hope once she sees him there it may sink in and she may remember for longer than a minute.
I'm sorry to put all this out here, but I have to get it out, and I didn't realize how much until now. I am alone here until Saturday because he's working again. It is sheer hell when your parents are suffering dementia and you are 1800 plus miles away. It is taking its toll. I was going to go to the range today, but I don't think that's a good idea right now. I have other errands to run in Fargo though, and that will be better than sitting around at home waiting for the ground to dry.
I didn't write this for sympathy or reactions, I just really appreciate having a place to vent. Now that it is out of my system I'll just get back on my horse and keep on keeping on. I do hope you all have a good Memorial Day weekend.
