26Sep26: so far, Saturday has been for relaxing…

We woke up a bit out-of-focus…
…but slowly got it together.
Well, very slowly!
After taking a food and water break…
…we fel5 tired and ready for a nap.
I washed clothes, though the nap sounded good. And baked lemon bars.

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Lunchtime, Andy!

I try to wake him gently. He’s really snoozing!
Laughing at his wake-up looks! LOL!

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Time to change.

25Apr25: the weekend, finally…

I left Andy at home. Off to two appointments, late for the first one because of a bus scheduling error.
Left at this door by the HandiBus and signed in to the wound care appointment. My edema is getting in much better control after 23 years of fighting it!

The wound care person is very good and got me into a pair of compression socks that are comfortable yet efficacious.

My dry weight after dialysis dropped below 100 kilos for the first time ever! I feel (physically) the best I have on years.

It’s nice being able to put my shoes on without a tussle!
After wound care, I went straight to dialysis.

I make myself handy by pushing the door openers along this walk and inside the entrance. I would hate to be the bus driver pushing me up this small hill!
After an exhausting day, I waited for the HandiBus to take me home.
Here it is. Hooked into a safety system, I can’t wait for the “wheels on the bus go ’round and round’!”
My driver signs in on the computer system so others waiting for rides – a very busy day – are assured to see the HandiBus come around their corner, soon.

Yesterday, one new rider turned out to be my old friend Robert and younger brother of my friend Larry. We caught up on things, yelling at each other over the noisy bus. It was a fun ride!

It amazes me how I can live in a small town and never cross paths with old friends who also live here.
Yep, lots of Alliance scenery over the short two mile ride. The drivers drive around the schools to avoid the students and 20 mph speed limits. I do the same when I drive.
Home sweet home! If Andy doesn’t meet me at the door, this is what he’s up to.

Next week, I have appointments here and in Scottsbluff every day. Ugh!

The problem of not being able to attend my Class of my 1966 lunch Friday is taken care of, sadly, because our hostess called it off due to being ill. Best wishes for quick recovery, Donna.
I was just about to wake Andy when he hopped out of my wheelchair. Whew! Don’t piss the cat!!

24Apr26: cat interrupts television viewer…

First of all, there are no Greenies, Andy protests…
I see none!
It upsets me, Doug.
RAWR!
You must suffer for this.
Ready?
I try to scroll on the television…
…but Andy is blocking the signal.

Trump’s not the only one having problems with Persians!

23Apr26: home from the hospital

The best part of home again after dialysis is I get to be with my kitty!
He’s usually napping, of course.
So…
..I wake him up…
…with some of….
…his…
…favorite…
…”scritches.”
Yeah. And a few head pats to top it off.

Now, time for kitty food!

22Apr26: what I prepared; what he ate…

“Andy!”
“…kitty food time!”
What!
Oh, the “empty” dry food bowls.
Hide your head in shame, Andrew!
That’s better!
Now a kitty bath, and…
…if I leave him alone,  a kitty nap.

21Apr26: the window..

The front dining room window is Andy’s favorite for birding.
Early mornings, they congregate on the power lines.
Then then flock down to the l a bne and grass where Andy gets a better view.
Up again to the power lines!
Down again closer in on the grass.Andy is most entertained!

20Apr26: a day to perch…

It has been a slow morning.
Andy woke up from a wheelchair nap and hopped onto the recliner back.
It gives him a clear view of the front room and some of others…
…or of me!
What’s happening in the guest bedroom?
Nothing!

Andy is busy being a perching kitty.

So it’s back to the wheelchair…
… for…
… a snooze.

19Apr26: Andy love, love, loves the wheelchair!

…and why not?

It’s handy.

It’s there.

He took right to it.
It fits him just so!
Great for grooming, too.
Just resting?
Yes!
At least it is if I leave him alone.

18Apr26: another exciting “Andy morning!”

A bit of front door birding gets my kitty boy going! Starlings, American Robins, and house sparrows so far.
Off on important kitty business.

Heads on…
…tails away!
Hey! He watches me, but I have a camera!!
Now, the back door bird watch. I hear Americam robins.
So does Andy! Sorry, Andy. It’s illegal to catch some for your breakfast.
Speaking of which, it’s a bit past seven and mine is ready to eat!
Aw, to dream….
…then have breakfast.
Speaking of which, I started to have mine a bit past seven.
Cold. What to expect an hour 20 after I sat down to eat, I then got diverted.
Time for Andy’s
…kitty nap.

A busy morning, eh!, Andrew!

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“If it moves….”

 

Fortunately, when it did move, it turned out to be shedded kitty hair some ants thought they might have a use for.

17Apr26: we just woke up.

Zzzz…hi, Andy!
I spotted him first thing tonight/ this morning…
..what’s the time anyway? Oh! One-forty-seven AM! I slept, then, almost five hours. Of course, I dozed in my chair a lot before I went to bed.
Wait! The wee rascal is up.on the table snooping!
So this us what he does at night.
That’s better, Andrew!