Tuesday, January 27, 2015

A Dark Subject


So, today friends we are going to approach a dark subject.
Sick Men
Hence the hearts and flowers and sunshine picture!
Let me start by stating a few facts
that I would like you to remember as I continue this subject line.
Fact Number One
My husband is an expert caregiver.
To me, to strangers, to friends and there was no better son
when his mom was sick!
Fact Number Two
He rarely really gets sick.
Fact Number Three
I would not trade him for anything!
 
That being said,
I would like to relate the timeline of my life for the last
96 hours of my life.
(that sounds so much better to me that 4 days)
 
96 Hours Ago
Friday 7:00 AM
Everything was as normal as it gets in our lives.
We were in Hershey, PA for the PA State Fair Convention
JWS' voice is a little throaty.
Nothing unusual considering the party we attended the night before.
 
Business as usual.
90 Hours Ago
Friday 1:00 PM
Lunch and I notice his eyes are a little red and he is coughing.
 
Now at this point, I get the impending doom that we
are going to have a cold here.
My immediate thoughts are
1. A flight to Siberia
2. A self-induced (or vodka induced) coma.
3. Just make an appointment to have my fingernails ripped
out with pliers because that is going to be less painful.
 
81 Hours Ago
Friday 10:00 PM
 
And....we have a cold.
Coughing, Hacking, Shivers,
I text all knowing friends for sympathy
OMG, he has a cold!
OMG, what can I do for you?
So sorry for your situation.
Run for Siberia
 
You know, those kinds of sympathy that only women
can give one another.
 
79 Hours Ago
Friday 12:00 AM
JWS:   I need medicine.
So we leave the hotel in a snowstorm and drive to the
store and get him meds.
 
Now, one would think it was just cold meds.
However, this is JWS and he thinks,
1. He has bronchitis,
2. He has pneumonia,
3. He has legionnaire's disease 
or
4. He has a tumor and it is metastasizing.
 
I convince him that since all of those require more meds than
this grocery store has,
let's just buy Alka Seltzer Plus
and some cough drops.
 
I also buy some fruit.
Just because it looked like a good midnight snack.
We return to the hotel and share the fruit.
 
(That is the part in all this that really scares me...)
He promptly loses all the fruit.
We won't go into those details.
 
72 Hours Ago
Saturday 7:00 AM
He is down.
I have seen this before.
He has a cold and he is mean.
Normally good-natured, he is mean, mean, mean with a cold.
We all had plans to go some places.
I still went. 
 
Because really, it's not bad to be in a huge house with a mean
common cold patient,
but to be stuck in a hotel room with a mean
common cold patient is unbearable.
And,
honestly, I thought it was just a cold.
I did text him.
And...he was up and left the room at one point.
So, he had to be somewhat ok.
But he is coughing....bad...and the cough drops are not helping.
 
60 Hours Ago
7:00 PM
Still thinking it is just a cold.
He can be a little dramatic when he is sick.
I carry on with commitments. 
 
55 Hours Ago
12:00 AM
He decides he want to go to the Emergency Room.
I call the front desk to find out where to take him.
I get dressed, get ready to go and he falls asleep,
I sit there and read, knit, watch tv until 1;30, fully dressed and he does not wake up
so I go to bed.
 
Now between 1:30AM and 4:00AM,
he cranks the room temp up to sauna conditions,
he coughs incessantly
and
he gets up and leaves the water running in the bathroom
so,
I haven't slept much.
 
4:22 AM
I feel something thump on my bed and am startled awake.
It is a suitcase
and I hear this growl.
"Get up and pack, we are going home"
"NOW
 
50 Hours Ago
5:00 AM Sunday
I set the GPS to try to find the turnpike
I grab coffee at McDonalds
and start the four hour trek home...
not happy.
Driving
Tired
and now I am
MEAN.
 
At this point, JWS pops a cough drop in his mouth and
promptly
CHEWS it up! 
And I yell something to the effect of no wonder those aren't working!!!
 
47 Hours Ago
8:00 AM
We hit the ice storm.
And I ask him to drive...just over the mountain, please.
And...he does.
And...he falls asleep.
Screaming across two lanes of traffic he wakes up.
 
He drives over the mountain and the next half hour, straight to the
Emergency Room
at the hospital we normally go to.
 
45 Hours Ago
10:00 AM
We have a diagnosis.
Influenza.
He seriously asks if that is terminal.
I am exhausted.
 
43 Hours Ago
12:00 PM
We have stopped at Starbucks
for a
Grande Americano with Three Creams
for him.
Because you know, that is a priority in life if you have
the
terminal strain of influenza.
We head to Walmart to get his prescription filled.
800 mg of Motrin.
He thinks they have given him a rare drug for his condition.
I don't even tell him, I have taken that for a headache.
The cute little pharmacist girl tells me a half hour.
I debate whether to just go buy it off the counter and make my own script
but
he wants homemade chicken noodle soup
when he gets home
so I do my shopping
and go back to the pharmacy
where I am told it will be another half hour.
I look around at the assemblage of Walmart people
in their pajama pants
and
slippers
with nothing else to do on a Sunday morning
and I quietly and distinctly say to this cute little thing,
"Look, honey, I have just driven four hours across the state of Pennsylvania
on two hours of sleep
and then sat in the Emergency Room
for three more hours,
with a sick husband
who is now waiting in the vehicle,
and I have another 45 minute drive home....
I suggest you bump that prescription to the front"
 
She looked scared.
Two minutes later, I had the prescription.
 
So, here we are,
96 hours later.
I have
*Sanitized every possible surface
*Made homemade chicken noodle soup
*Made caramelized Brussels sprouts
(don't even try to figure that one out)
*Dispensed Meds
*Figured out the Sanitizing Cycle on the Dishwasher
*Served "those eggs that you put in the little hole in the middle of toast"
and
somehow avoided making Pot Pie that he thought he needed. 
 
But all in all,
I have discovered,
when he is finally really sick,
not just sniffling, meanie, cold sick.
He is not that bad of a patient.
 
I am actually relieved!
 
As a side note though,
I have put all cooking channels on child lock out today.
There are limitations to my cooking abilities
and
he does not need any more wild ideas.
 
 
 

Monday, January 26, 2015

Another Visit to Hershey


Always a fun time.
We won two third place prizes. 
 
Not bad, considering it is the first time I have ever tried to enter anything.

Snow, of course.


Our winning table display.
Treasure the Memories.
 
I have one more year to figure out
Harvest the Fun!
 
All ideas accepted!
 

 
And ,
I took the Serv-Safe test.
 
Ten days until the results.
What a long wait.
 
I think I passed though.
 

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Kiwi, A Van and the Eiffel Tower


Santa
A hair cut
Face Scrubbies
Serv Safe
Pa State Fair Convention
New Easels
Cherry M&M's
and
The
EASY BAKE OVEN!
 
What a day!

 
I can't even remember it all.
I had asked Shawnee to come up and cut my hair.
It needs colored...bad.
There was no way it was going to pull through
a frosting cap in it's present length
and
damaged state.
 
She forgot her scissors and razor.
 
I had scissors....
ever have your hair cut with a rotary cutter? 
Neither had I...
until yesterday.
 
Studying for the Serv Safe test one week from today.
 
Not a big studier! 
I have been working on these face scrubbies in between.
I would much rather crochet.

Santa? 
They are never going to get put away at this rate...
they are red,
won't they qualify as Valentine d├ęcor?
 
I get to work....very late.
Just in time to have a grocery list handed to me for
when I pick up Kendall.
 
Kendall pick-up
Easy bake oven pick up
Found a utility knife in the parking lot of the school.
Decided to just stick it in my car, lest I start
news worthy episode that I really
didn't have time for.
 
Bank deposits
Grocery Store
where
Kendall has to have kiwi.
This will play in later....just wait.
Back to work,
Lunch
Easy Bake Oven.
Run home to put the rest of the groceries away.
Find the drawing of the headstone that I did
that the monument company now
cannot find.
(See, and I didn't even have headstone in the initial crazy list)
Pick up chocolate chips for the
Easy Bake Oven
but I don't have any
so I substitute
Cherry M and M's.
 
See where the day is going?
 
Back to work,
scan the headstone,
see the note on my desk that the van
I have been calling about is ready to look at.
 
JWS is printing shirts,
the only thing that actually resembled our REAL job.



 
I run home and stuff a chicken and throw it in the oven.
 
OH...wait!
I forgot the mad dash around the house to collect all this stuff
for the table that I have to set up at
fair convention next Wednesday
AFTER
the day long
Serv Safe test.

 
 
More on that later....
I have an idea.
It is still formulating.
 
Off to look at the van.
Buy the van,
but it doesn't really run
so it is to be towed to the mechanic.
 
Stop and see the mechanic.
 
Just an observation:
Men and men places
don't really move at the same pace as me.
Not that it is a bad thing...
It is just not MY thing.
 
Back to work where I find out that my new easels for class are in.

Eat one of Kendall's pretzels,
explain to the waiting crowd why we didn't bring the van home.
 
Set Kendall on the floor to open easels,
start setting up the class
and....
 
Kendall decides that NOW is the time that she wants her kiwi.
Stop,
wash my hands,
(I learned that in the Serv Safe book)
peel the kiwi to her exact specifications,
wash the sticky kiwi off my hands,
Wash the kiwi knife,
put it all away
continue setting up the class
and
Kendall decides that she wants the OTHER kiwi.
Repeat all the steps above.
 
Finally,
class is set up
and
here we go....
Job 2 starts of the day.
 
I really can't count these classes as a job,
they are so much fun!
 
 
 
 
 
So, here I sit this morning,
hair color processing in my hair
and
one text has been
Daughter #1 looking for lunch bags
and
JWS wanting to know where the broccoli is that I was supposed to buy
yesterday. 
 
It might be another day of it! 

Monday, January 12, 2015

A Great Day of Picking!


Metal to add to collages.

 
A cute little suitcase!
Two of these tool carriers


A box of aprons
and
the two little dresses were a surprise!

A fun yellow box.
I might keep that!

A nice little maple stand.

Drawers

and
More Drawers

Some nice oak end tables
and
a handmade bread box.
 
It was a great day!
 
I have to get a van!