O.M.G. It has been a Looooooooooooong month and it's only the 21st. Speaking of it being October 21, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DAUGHTER KERI". How is it possible that I have children that old ? Kyle is 51, Keri turns 48 today and Kent is 46. That must mean I am OLD !!!!
I am feeling old these days thanks to a zillion little things that are going on. It was a wonderful, wonderful summer in Michigan. Beautiful weather and lots of time to rest and relax. Good thing because the month of October has been CRAZY !!! We usually start our drive down to Florida the first or second of October. This year The Man's son, girlfriend and her 2 boys arrived the 29th of September and visited for a week. That meant no packing the car until they left on October 5th. It was a chaotic week to say the least. The good thing was that DJ drove The Man to Florida and I got to fly home. It took them 3 days and it too me 6 hours. I consider that a win especially when I had 2 days all to myself to settle back in. DJ flew back to Alaska and the circus came to town. The day after DJ left, Florida's East Coast was hit by a hurricane. Fortunately it made landfall about an hour north of us so we didn't have any problems at all. Good thing because the following week our refrigerator stopped working and we had no hot water. Thankfully the land lord got the water situation fixed right away and as of today the refrigerator has been replaced. Only problems with both of those adventures is that I had to empty out the shed where the water heater is for that to get repaired and then empty out the fridge and freezer so the old fridge could go and a new one could come in for me to fill. Of course The Man couldn't help, which I do understand, but it is hard for me to sweating while he sits and watches me while complaining about how cold he is.
In between all that we have been running to doctor appointments almost daily. There was one day when The Man had 4 different appointments at the VA hospital. When he made the appointments last year he THOUGHT it was a wonderful idea to schedule everything on the same day. NOT !!!!!!! We arrived at the VA at 9:15 AM and got home at 4 PM. Because The Man had so many appointments at different places in the HUGE hospital he decided he would get a wheel chair and I could push him around all day. Lucky Lucky me !!!! It took two days for us to recover from that one day.
Things are slowly quieting down, I HOPE, but I'm ready to go back to MI. At least up there the people have some semblance of intelligence. Last week The Man had an appointment with his allergist. We left here in plenty of time, drove to the building where her office has been for the past 2 years, parked the car, took out the oxygen tank, got it all hooked up so that The Man could walk into the building, take the elevator to the second floor and walk all the way to her office at the far end of the hallway. (The walking required several stops for The Man to catch his breath.) When we got to the office door the lights were out and the sign was gone from the door. Taped to the window in the door was a note saying, "WE HAVE MOVED". It gave the address of the building next door. The Man was not happy. Back down to the car we went with him muttering the entire way. I was in total agreement with him that you would think someone from the Dr's office should have called or sent a letter to tell patients about the move before they arrived at the locked door. Anyway, back into the car, drive over to the next building, up the elevator to the third floor and walk all the way down the walk way. This building has offices that are accessed from the outside, like a motel. We stepped out of the elevator only to find ourselves walking into a "river". The roof over the walkway was sagging down and water was dripping down onto the walk. We had to walk through that to get to the door of the "new" office. (Why would you move to such a dump? Rent must have been pretty cheap.). Actually the "new" office used to be Quest Labs where I would often go to get blood work done. I knew Quest had moved out but didn't realize who had moved in. I knew the suite number from when I would go to the lab so I knew where we were going. Good thing !! When we got to the door there was no number on the door and no sign saying who was inside. That gave The Man something else to grump about. He started complaining to the poor girl at the reception desk and she looked like she was ready to cry. (Apparently we were not the only patients to complain.) Her response to The Man was, "What am I supposed to do?" We suggested a piece of paper, a magic marker and some tape. That was too much for her to process.
It is now almost a week later and The Man is still talking about that day. I'm just glad we are done with that appointment. I need to rest up and gather my strength for my dentist visit on Wednesday when I will have a tooth pulled.
It just keeps on getting better and better. Michigan here I come !!!!!
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