Welcome to the Museum

 

 

First floor,

Woodcarvings

 

I have not included all of them here.

Not sure I would not crash the

entire

World Wide Web

doing that...

There are lots!

How would you like to dust all of this?

And I truly believe,

that for every carving in this house,

there is another one somewhere

that he has given away.

 

Tomorrow's post might be the quilt section

or maybe

 

Things I Have Painted in this House...

you will have to wait and see.

 

Update on my mom.

She is home,

insurance would not allow her to stay any longer.

She is resting.

She is very tired.

I guess it is now and

wait and see if the meds work

process.

 

I wanted her out of that hospital

and

when she was worse yesterday morning

Dad and I quickly decided to just get her out of there.

If she does not improve,

we will take her elsewhere.

It is just a waiting game now.

 

My entitled friend...

at 10 am when we were leaving the hospital

he was lounging under a blanket,

watching tv and eating

and

the smell coming from the waiting room was not good.

 

I am so glad to be out of there.

While the nursing staff as a whole was excellent.

On Wednesday morning,

my Mom's nurse

came in, opened her pills with 

the tip of an open ball point pen,

dropped some of them on the floor,

picked them up and still gave them to my Mom.

She insisted one pill was a Tums

and instructed my Mom to chew it.

Mom argued,

but the nurse insisted.

It was an aspirin!

Have you ever bit into an aspirin?

 

Then, in an eight hour shift,

she checked on my Mom once.

 

Other nurses, thankfully stepped up.

Mostly IV issues,

but this nurse never answered the call button once.

How does she keep her job?