If you recall, I recently listed some links that brighten up my days.
Today I just have to re-link to bluebird of bitterness.
If anything describes 2020, it's her post today!
It's the day after US voting day, with final results still to be determined, and I know that many people around the world are biting their nails in solidarity with our American friends.
So I thought a diversion - even a small one - might be welcome.
Last Saturday it was that time of the year - the time when we set our clocks back an hour so that we can finally catch up on the hour of sleep we lost last spring when we set them ahead.
Hold that thought for a minute.
It's been awhile since I've mentioned my mom, but you may remember that she is ninety years old now and having increasing problems with her memory.
Hold that thought, too.
My mom has resisted getting a flu shot for many years now. She always says she should get one, but when I offer to take her she backs out. But this year, with covid-19 on the go, she finally agreed to let me make an appointment for her and even agreed to let me drive her there.
Now we have three thoughts lined up. Here's how they connect.
On Monday, I called my mom a few hours prior to her appointment, to remind her of the scheduled time. I also asked if she had managed to get her clocks turned back on the weekend.
No, she said. Did the time change?
Yes, I said. Yes it did. What time is on your clock right now, Mom?
It's ... let's see ... um ... it's one o'clock ... she said.
Okay then, I said (reading our kitchen clock); your clocks are still on the old time, Mom. It's actually 12 noon right now. So I'll pick you up in an hour and a half for your appointment, and if you want help setting any of your clocks I can do that too.
After a few more repetitions of what time it was and when I'd be picking her up, we ended our call.
Her flu shot went very smoothly, and I took her home and set all her clocks by my watch. Feeling like I had done my good deed for the day, I said good-bye and drove off to do some errands.
... And realized, to my horror, that I hadn't actually changed my watch to the proper time. (I don't wear it around the house, and I hadn't gone out since the time change.)
I did my errands while I contemplated the nature of memory, and good intentions, and bad follow-through, and then I returned to my mom's house where I had to admit my stupidity and set all her clocks - which she had originally set to the proper time and I had "fixed" - to the correct time.
Talk about humble pie. I was stuffed with it. Whew. Couldn't manage another bite. Because it's not all that tasty.
The only good thing is that she won't remember it by the next time I talk to her.
But I will.
We now return you to your regular programming. Good luck with those election results, America.
In case you're still not ready for that, here are some animals in sweaters. Enjoy.
I wanted to let you know we're still okay, here in the house of the Procrastinating Donkey.
Although there has been a lot of trial and error with my husband's medication in the time since I last posted, his pain and other symptoms are now better managed, and he is also taking a steroid that increases his energy and appetite.
He has completed his first chemo cycle with no significant side effects, which is good, and has begun the second cycle. We are also concentrating on feeding him as many calories as he can take in. He has lost so much weight, and we want to turn that around if possible.
We won't know until mid-December if the chemo is working or not. Until then we are grateful for every day that he is feeling more comfortable.
Thank you all again for your positive thoughts, good wishes, kind comments and very appreciated emails. I have thought of you all many times but haven't had much time to read or write. The days just seem to slip away like water through my fingers.
The "other things" in today's post title are some of the websites and blogs where I find respite from the heaviness of life. You might enjoy them too. Some of them will deliver their goodness to you on a regular basis if you sign up for email notifications.
For the links that go to Twitter accounts, don't worry if you do not have a Twitter account yourself. You can view these Twitter feeds whether you have an account or not.
Whoa City (formerly Whoa Interesting)
deAdder Canada (Canadian political cartoons by Michael deAdder)
deAdder (international political cartoons by Michael deAdder)
And some funnies.
So tiny :)
I'm happy to be able to report some good news about my husband's health.
First, he is home from the hospital after having his esophageal stent put in place, and it is working as it should. He is still in the process of switching over from liquids to soft foods, and will have to stay on soft foods as long as he has the stent. But it allows him a wider variety of nutrition and has reduced his nausea.
Second, and probably even more important on the good news front, is that he had a bone scan while in hospital for the stent, and it has showed no cancer in his back or any of his bones. That is a great relief. His fairly severe back pain is being addressed with proper pain medication, and, while his doctor must now begin the process of finding out what's causing the pain, he is comfortable for now.
It is amazing how much energy and brainpower it takes to deal with constant pain and/or nausea. My husband was sleeping or resting almost all the time over the last several months. Now he is able to be awake almost the whole day, and the times he does nod off are more because he is losing sleep when he wakes up to take pain medication a couple of times a night, and then sit upright for awhile to avoid reflux in his throat.
I only wish -- and wish it fervently -- that everyone who has chronic pain could find relief from it, because it so negatively affects quality of life.
For now, we are trying to get rested up for the next steps in my husband's treatment. And we're trying to make our days as normal as possible. Because if we let the days slip away in unhappiness and worry, we'll lose out on the good that's actually remaining to us.
Thank you, my wonderful friends, for your continued good wishes and listening ears.
I hope to be able to write about some other topics in the near future. It feels like I'll be able to do that again soon.
Some kitten pictures would not go amiss, would they? Enjoy.