It's morning. I forgot to write this yesterday. I have not had enough coffee yet to adequately interact with other human beings.
I didn't write anything yesterday, but that's okay. I did write three days in a row this week, which is something considering how little I've written otherwise. I had a major plot point jump up and smack me in the face and now I'm thinking about how I'm going to proceed with this. Which I will do today.
I really need to take the cotton swabs to my computer's vent thingie. But I have to turn the computer off to do it and I never remember during a time when I don't need my computer on. Better get it done before the dust and cat hair cause a major computer problem, though.
French bread pizza is an awesome way to have homemade pizza without having to go through all the work of making the dough. I have no urge to knead when it's this hot out.
When will Summer get the hell out of here already?? It shouldn't be this hot in the middle of September. Gah.
We now have to make sure we wake up in the middle of the night to take Geriatric Cat to the litter box or there are dire consequences. It's not that she can't walk to the litter box. She forgets that she needs to walk over there. During the day, she meows loudly to remind me that she needs something but I think she isn't quite sure what she needs. At night? Silence and she just pees wherever she is. If I put her in there, she goes fine. She is in her 80s, though, so we're rolling with it.
A couple days ago, I was at Wallyworld, picking up some more Benedryl gel and there was an older woman standing there staring at all the myriad itch relief creams and gels in apparent utter confusion. So, I started talking to her about what she might need. She showed me her arm. Oak mite bites. I have become a layman expert on oak mites this year. I suggested the Benedryl and told her we also use Aloe Vera Gel (100% aloe from over in the cosmetics section). She grabbed some Calamine instead. :shrug: That'll work, too, I guess. Benedryl and/or aloe works better, in my opinion, but to each his own.
A short while later, over in the food section, I kept crossing paths with an elderly lady. And after a while, we'd laugh as we passed. We finally stopped to talk in the juice section. She was telling me about her husband who has a form of dementia and how she only ever gets a chance to talk to other people the one day a week she has someone come in to watch her husband so she can grocery shop. I let her talk because people do kinda need human interaction and she was nice. Then as we wound down, she apologized for taking up so much of my time and thanked me for listening. I told her there was no need to apologize. I wasn't in any hurry and she wasn't bothering anyone. She needed an ear and I was happy to provide it. And as she spoke of her once strong, intelligent, active husband turning into a healthy body with no mind, I was reminded again of how much dementia sucks - not just for the person who has it, but for their loved ones. =o(
And on that depressing note, I'm out of here. Hug your loved ones. Exercise your brain every day in any way you can. And enjoy your life while you have the mind and the body to do so.
I didn't do my blog until this morning either. It happens.
ReplyDeletePuppy training pads. We leave one under Adidas at all times. She's mid-80s human time, too, and is still mostly paralyzed in her back legs. Still, she eats, drinks, and does the normal bodily functions--on the pads, so I take care of her. She doesn't seem in pain, sleeps quite a bit, demands pets when she's awake.
I've only written flash fiction this week and it had nothing to do with the WIP. Today. Maybe.
Went to Grandparents Day and chapel at Stormy's school (it's a private church school). It was fun. He looked all spiffy in his plaid tie, white shirt, and khaki shorts. That's the Wednesday chapel uniform. Regular days are polos and khakis. Makes deciding what to wear REALLY easy! It was fun to be in the classroom with him. And there were cookies.
State fair starts today. Rain predicted (with a weak cold front) late this afternoon. There's a promise of real cool down next weekend. I'm ready.
And on that note, I need to switch out laundry loads and get more coffee. Then I need to ope the WIP and stare at it awhile. Good look with your plot twist!
French bread pizza is the best! Hmm, I should buy some French bread. And pizza sauce. I have lots of cheese and olives, though. :-)
ReplyDeleteI had to carry Mystic to the box for the last couple years of her life. Actually, I had to carry her everywhere, but she seemed to enjoy it. I still miss that cat!
Sooooo tired of summer. But there's a good chance of fall -- late next month. Or early November. Sigh.
My dad has dementia. I don't think he recognizes anyone but Mom, these days. But he seems content.
I ripped 200 pages out of the dressmaking book. Yay? It's still 320 pages long. Next comes adding the illustrations, about 1100 of them. Yikes! What are my chances of keeping it under 350 pages? (Okay, you can stop laughing now.)