A week later and nothing has improved.  We had an awesome storm and the storage room that we had repaired is now wet again.

I had to haul out all the boxes and stuff and start fans on the wet carpet. Talked to a neighbor and she had wet carpets in her house and she said it was the worst storm she can remember here.  So the wet carpet in the storage room is a neusense but can be handled I guess.  It will take days with the fans but what else can I do.

All the contents of the wet boxes are now in the house and I have difficulty living with  MESS!  In addition to the storage room fiasco, Jack was feeling really bad yesterday and said he felt like he was slipping away.  Oh geesh I really need a Physic degree to deal with the depression.

I thought the legs were better  till yesterday and they seem about the same, only maybe wetter if that is possible.

We didn't go out yesterday together, I went to get a few groceries, to the bank, and postoffice.  Then of course to hardware store to get some sealent to put around the base of the storage room, but believe the water came from around the window.  Who can tell.

I keep saying I will survive.   My mother isn't really improving with the back, and yesterday she heard that the brother to her  husband(who recently passed away) was very ill, heart, and was sent home because there was nothing they could do for him.  My daughter called with a  problematic day and I feel like I need to have a shingle to hang out to listen to the problems of the world!  I  am looking for a piece of wood to make that shingle.

Well, the day has begun, it is 4:16 and I have been up over an hour so might as well stay up.  Surely I can find something to do.

This heat is getting us down!  Jack's pain is unbelieveable and nothing seems to help.

I called the home health nurse(about Jack's legs seeping) that was on Jack's case and she called from home on her day off and gave me some suggestions and they seem to be working.  However, she said call and put  them back on if there is need.

We are now getting calls from Realtors of the people who want to buy this house.  I feel like I am being pushed out! lol

My mother is seeing a doctor for some treatments for her back. She said that she has aged in the last  two weeks since the back pain is getting so bad.  I am familiar with what pain can do to you, and she is a woman that takes only vitamins and no other medications.  She is now taking tylenol on occasion.

We are still doing the attack, sort, toss, repack, and label for moving.  The moving boxes are growing into a mountain.

No other news, we will survive this!

 

 

I wonder if we will find ourselves in this rubble!

We have been going through a mountain of boxes this week.  Boxes of mementoes and pictures.  When you are in the 70's you accumulate lots of stuff.  We have thrown away tons of pictures and just things we thought we couldn't live without.  The standard is: If someone else looked at this, would they know what it is, appreciate it, want to keep it?  Usually the answer is no, no, no! So we toss it.  Some things we just could not throw----so we still have it.  These boxes are labeled unorganized pictures and personal mementoes and just plain stuff. lol

Jack's legs are open and seeping again.  We may have to have home health again.  This is getting old.  The bandages are hot in this tripple figure heat.  Jack is becoming more independent, says I will have my hands full with my mother so he is helping in his own way.

We have found several places where we meet other powerchair people.  One is the casino dining areas.  The upscale restaurants are really nice and friendly.

As you can see I hit the space bar accidentally and am off the print again!