FIVE DAYS OF CHANGES.....................

On Monday afternoon Mother injured her leg.  Because of the great loss of blood we called 911.  After bandaging I took her to the emergency room.

The experience was not totally satisfactory so called her BRAND NEW PRIMARY PHYSICIAN and he said call an ambulance or drive her to the Altus Emergency immediately.  He said he wanted them to check blood levels because she was 'too small' to lose that much blood! 

What woman wouldn't love a doctor who tells her she is 'too small'! Hee hee.  The experience at Altus was very good and we felt that her leg could properly heal.  We were to contact her primary physican in   3 to 5 days.  We saw him this morning and he told her she was doing fine and asked me to call him in a week and let him know how she was.

Also, he told me my foot is healing nicely and I could wear a regular shoe.  I said fine.  He said do you have a tight shoe?   I said sure one just like this and my other pair is almost the same.....he looked at me and said "How many pairs of shoes do you have?"  I said, "Two, why?" 

He said I see you as a very sophisticated woman and has a closet full of shoes to match everything.  I told him I had moved from California... he said how many did you have there, and I said probably7 maybe more.  But I said my husband and I had traveled lightly for years and my wardrobe mixed and matched the two or three pair of shoes that I had and I only traveled usually with two pairs of shoes.   

Isn't this funny conversation to have with your doctor...... and the number of shoes you have rates your sophistication? 

He confessed he only had about two or three pairs of shoes.   I told him I could only wear one pair at a time and never felt the need for more for a good many years.................

I have been working every afternoon at my aunt's house trying to get it cleaned out for the new owner who are arriving with furniture today.   They have already filled the garage which I got cleaned out before the 13th....doing this by myself is really a big job but I expect Iwill get it done eventually.  The new owners are not going to live in it just use it for storage until their new home is finished.

The pressure is on......and I am tired but foot is better and that makes me HAPPY.  And mother is sleeping in her own room again.  She was afraid her leg would bleed through again and she slept in one of the lift chairs in our room.  We have three and even my daughter  asked to sleep in there over the holidays. 

Peace maybe here at Marigold Country Home!

 

HOW FAR CAN THE HEART REACH?

I have questions in my mind as the sun comes up on yet another day. 

 The pastor of the church we attend has a wife with Parkinson's Disease.  She is far advanced to Jack.  But Jack has many related problems.   We were sharing  small problems like the nightmares and sleepless nights of our spouses.

Jack often screams out in the night and then talks and I can't always tell what he is saying but seems related to military experiences.  He  has no memory of these nightmares.

The pastor's wife believed she had talked to their eldest son and she was glad to see him.  He said he told her No, their son wasn't there, he was in Iraq.  I said why did you argue?  Why not let her believe and have a pleasant memory?    He shook his head for an answer.

Sometimes I don't understand the very conservative thinking.   If the son was thinking of home and family and in particular his mother who is so very ill, why couldn't his thoughts and spirit touch her mind and heart?

Why does everything have to be black or white? Why not shades of grey?  When you deal with the very ill you can believe in experiences of the spiritual heart.  Hopefully she clung to her knowledge that her son touched her from so far away.

PEACE

 

 

A shoe is a shoe is a shoe..........

This stupid cast shoe is coming apart..........is the life of a shoe more than 2 months.  Hope I can give it up soon.......just so much can be accomplished with glue! LOL

AN ANSWER TO PRAYER!

I have been trying for a year to get my mother to go to a doctor.  Her insurance agent said if I could get her someone to give her aide and assistance for 90 days then it would go on for the rest of her life!  There would be  NO MORE BIG BILLS  for insurance for long time care.

She said why go to the doctor if I am not sick........but she had a sore hang nail this week and I conned her into going to doctor.  All the paper work was done and turned in so all she had to do was walk in and show him her finger! LOL

Well would you believe they had an emergency and had to call an ambulance and she got so bored and tired that she was ready to leave without seeing the doctor.  She said she had been hungry for a piece of fried chicken at breakfast so I told her after she saw the doctor I would buy her some chicken!

Well she saw the doctor and he is a real jewel,  he talked her into a blood test to check her thyroid and etc.   And someone to come stay with her when we had to be out to see the doctor, etc.   And he is a real "smoothy".  He wanted to know where she was born because she looked so much like his grandmother who had the same last name, and Mother fell for the interest and now says the doctor and she are related!  Of course the possibility is remote because he is black and she is white and they are from different places but she is absolutely delighted.   AND SHE HAS HER VERY OWN DOCTOR!   Now doesn't that sound like my mother is color blind?

 Mother has not had a doctor of her own for her whole life I guess except when I was born.  She has had emergency care, and things of that sort but never felt she needed a doctor.  And she seems happy with the situation.   In this community going to the doctor is a social event.   The receptionist is the pastor's wife, the nurse is someone who gave her a flu shot last fall and remembered her (?) but they are so sweet that she felt she was right at home.

There is something to say for small town clinics!  Bah on HMO's!

Sheriffs should have bigger offices!

I went to the Sheriff's office this morning to thank them for their prompt and courteous response to the call for help.    The office was a cubby hole!

The Sheriff looked at me and said, "But we didn't do anything."  And I understand why after the under sheriff showed me the codes and laws that they follow. 

They can't do anything about dogs and cats within our city limits because they are controlled by city laws.  They can do anything with sheep, pigs, chickens, and horses but not cats and dogs.  Farm animals are a different breed of 'cat'.

He said however those laws should be changed and the legislatures are the ones that have cages that need rattling.  I am on a crusade!

In our situation we have no law enforcement except the local county sheriff and I did think they responded and so courteously.  Interesting enough they brought up sueing the man in civil court.  I don't want to sue I want the man to properly restrain the dogs with quality fencing that will prevent them from hurting someone else.

The owner is a reserve deputy in training and going to school.   I wonder how these calls on his animals will influence his record...probably not at all.  The sheriff told him if he sees the dogs out, chasing anything or anyone they are dead dogs!  At least that is what he said.

I asked about carrying side arms.  He said it only takes about 3 months in training and a security check and I can carry a sidearm..Hee hee.  Mrs. Lone Ranger Rides Again!  You can do a lot of things in Oklahoma.

He said there is a city ordinance against discharging guns in the city limits.......always a barrier........however he would not prosecute if I shot the dogs on my property.    Like the dogs are going to hang around while I go get my weapon and then call the sheriff.

Anyway there OUGHT TO BE A LAW  to protect animals and people from vicious dogs.

No one is safe!

Since we have been in Oklahoma a grey cat gave birth to three kittens.  One was dark smoky grey, one black, and one light grey.  The  mother cat developed an absess on her leg which made it difficult for her to get around.  She was wild enough that I was never able to touch her.  Dogs killed her. 

Her kittens have been very frightened of dogs.  Scally had been injured sometime back.  Not sure if the injury was back or leg, but she had finally let me pet her.  I had made a place for her to sleep on our patio and she seldom went far. 

I noticed and commented to Jack this morning that she was using her leg and putting it on the surface that she happened to be standing on.  She played and rolled and jumped about this morning.  And I petted her every time I came close.

I went to work at my aunt's house.  A cousin came by and said there were some dogs killing a cat down the street.  These are two big breeding boxers.  Mean and agressive.  I rushed home and found Scally's bed disturbed and blood, big dog footprints on the patio.   I went looking and found her.  I yelled at the dogs and they moved away a bit.  I got out and looked and touched Scally to see if I could help and if it was really her.

The dogs came at me and I barely had time to get in the van.  I had no idea that I was in so much danger. 

It was too much, I went to pieces.  Hysterics and tears and sobbing so hard I could not talk.

A neighbor called the sheriff .  She had already called once.  The dogs are dangerous and not supposed to be out.

When the sheriff came I could hardly talk and tell them that the dogs had chased me when I went to the rescue of the cat.  I had stopped in from of the home of the owner of the dogs and honked for a long time with no results.

As soon as the sheriff drove up in the driveway the owner came out.  THE GOOD OLE BOYS TALKED IT OVER AND IT WAS JUST A CAT AND THERE WERE NO WITNESSES TO MY BEING CHASED BY THE DOGS.

THE OWNER WAS A SHERIFF AUXILIARY PERSON.  I showed the sheriff where they had pulled her out of her safe place and she had put up a valient fight hanging on to her box, the blood that the rain had not washed away, etc.  Sorry, the law says they can't do anything because they didn't see it.

WAIT TILL THE DOGS MAUL A CHILD! Then what will they do?

However, they said if the dogs come on my property and attack me I can shoot in my defense.  Guess I have to start carrying a side arm.

All of this to say, I felt such pain at the helplessness of the poor animal, and such pain for the parents of the students.  THEY WERE JUST AS HELPLESS AS THIS POOR CRIPLED CAT.

My heart breaks for those parents, families, friends, and others who were injured and other wise tramatized by that horrible act.  Sometimes it takes something close to home to realize the hugeness of that shooting.

IT TAKES A VILLAGE

It takes a village!

Big John (security guard at the bank):  How's your mom doing, she is some special lady!

Mary Ann (one of Mother's drivers and helpers over the years: Just called to see how everyone is, how is your mom doing?

Kathy (the assistant Postmistress): How is your mom today?

Mr. Jones (that really is his name LOL) : Mary and I miss walking with your mom.

Marilyn ( lady from church): Didn't see your mom Sunday is she doing Ok?

Mom doesn't  get out as much lately because of the cold temps, wind, and the recent rains.  But over the last few years people have watched out for her.