Emergency room…

It looks like I will be transported to another hospital.  This blog my be down while I recover from pneumonia. Andy is taken care of. Please don’t call since I need to conserve on charge till I know where I’m going to and charging availability. I won’t reply to comments for a time either.

Thank you!

Pretty sick Doug

08May26…

Andy stopped by when I got close to the refrigerator.
“Greenies?” (His generic term for edibles….)
“No? You put some out around the corner?”
“You sure?”

As sure as rain, Andy!

He

Decided the front door has more prespects.

“A bird!”
Yes,that caught his attention.
So predictable.
In wait….

06May26:

Where are the Greenies?
There? No.
Not here, either.
On the floor? Nope… well, old ones I won’t touch….
I’m waiting, Doug!
“Patience, kitty boy!”
“Here you go!”
Nom! Nom!

05May26: I’m OK, just too busy with appointments…

Andy and I are fine. I’ve just been overwhelmed with appointments… and exhaustion.
Andy wants his Greenies.
I want a little relief from appointments!
That’s right, Andrew! Get your pleasures whenever you find a spare moment.
“More Greenies, please.”

02May26: hello – goodbye…

Andy stopped by.
“Hello!”
Nothing exciting, I guess.
“Goodbye.”
That was
short.
What was that about!?

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Yesterday was sleepy one. I slept through dialysis, mostly. The fatigurp wall hit me around 12 noon so, and I got over five hours of bed rest later. This most likely is because of the extra length of oxygen line (at home), so I didn’t wake up disconnected from the oxygen concentrator.

 

Lately, the short oxygen line’s popped off the canula (the deal with two prongs that you stick in your nose). It is odd to realize you’ve spent some length of time without oxygen –  and that you wake up pissy!

Chris, the Lincare supply deliverer, brought several lines and auxiliary parts yesterday, and they quickly upgraded my oxygen system.

(No, I don’t have to sleep with a mask. The canula stays in place somehow.)

A bonus Andy photo!

01May26: sorting things out…

Andy’s at peace with the world.
Cute, eh?!
I, on the other hand, am trying to
sort out which days I go in an hour earlier for wound care and which…
….OK! This settled the question!
Yes, Monday is foot care, early before dialysis.
As an old quality guy, I know that once you establish “normal” variation, randomly tossing in little changes increases variation beyond expected levels. You destabilize the process! Yep!
So, when trying to sort out one appointment, I get a call to make another! I’m not by my white board with future apppoinents. I managed to make one I can make.

Now, arranging a ride.
Andy’s awake now. He must have heard me making loud mouth noises while sorting appointments out.

30Apr26: a very domestic day…

Andy’s asleep on the
little table he claims that I bought to put a CD player on. I may just order a second one!
I don’t feel like washing clothes, but can’t wear the same clothes indefinitely! Oh well, the machine does the hard part.
Andy didn’t grow a half-fu-manchu mustache. He is working front to back to remove his winter coat. He tried to eat this hair but gave up. I pulled it off the poor kitty’s face when I got the chance.
That brownish-light- colored puff of hair on his back is where he’s pulling the sheddable hair off. If he’d let me brush him more, we could get the job done faster! I think, though, he’s going to have gigantic bald spots until his hair grows back. Jeez!
Today’s the day I order oxygen supplies and groceries to be delivered. That leaves me a few shreddable pieces of paper. I have an office sized shredder, so that doesn’t take long. I bought it years ago when I was still working. It handles huge stacks at a time, cross cuts, and is especially appreciated over the one I had before. Thar one was good for one or two sheets at a time.

Multi-colored kitty cat. Andy is more than black.

He’s working on this side today.  Poor kitty. He looks so ragged these days.

29Apr26: the appointment…

This is what Andy was doing when I got home.
…but not for long! Kitty food time!
Bret took me to my oncologist’s appointment. Afterwards, we ate huge Mexican meals at Rosita’s in Scottsbluff. The blended lime margarita I had was very alcoholic, so I’m glad I wasn’t driving.  Bret had a safer lemonade.
Barb and Dr. Tzan. Barb guides patients through the complexities of breast cancer, and is very good at it. Dr. Tzan is the oncologist. She explained options I had coming…radiation or lower-strength pills because I’m a dialysis patient, too. Both ladies are lots of fun while doing a serious job. I appreciate that!
I can be serious for a moment.

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It may be flat around Alliance, but, man, the skies!!
Whew!

28Apr26: 8a little snow…

Andy likes snow.
He’d like a lot more than this, though.
Hmm.
Snow!
I like the fresh air, so put the window up a little bit. Andy takes advantage of that crack to enjoyasounds, smells, and sights outdoors, too.

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Nebraska isn’t flat…except where it is….

27Apr26: very sleepy…

Eventually, Andy opened his eyes for a moment.
Mostly, he shifted a bit on the wheelchair seat.
I, of course, documented it.
Side view?
Had to do it!
He didn’t wake up. Dreams of “mommy time?”
That would be sweet!
He almost woke up.