Sunday, May 13, 2007

I know, I haven't been very regular posting. My head is just not in a very good spot right now. I think I may just have too much going on in it.

If I am not headed to work, I'm working on the project at K.O.'s. It seems as though I haven't had a two day weekend in quite a while.

Here was my Saturday. Left the house at seven in the morning. Home Depot, Lowes, and a local appliance dealer (the latter was the best hope but was not yet open). Looking for a kitchen cook top for Memama for Mother's Day. (Pat and I had talked about this and she had fronted the money figuring we would see what the other siblings could contribute. Wouldn't it be wild if this were a money making project?). Then the twenty minute drive to K.O.'s. to work on the project. There was a group coming between ten and eleven to meet and look over the project. At eleven, they called and they were JUST leaving Dublin. They were still at least two hours away! A quick reassessment and I headed back to town. I arrived at the appliance store and began studying the different makes and models. My personal preference was a glass cook top which had no knobs, it was all touch screen. As much as I liked it, I decided it wouldn't be functional for Memama. Finally, it came down to one model in either white or black. I went with the black to match her ovens. Turns out the only one they had was the floor display so they had to find a box and finally I was on my way. It was after one in the afternoon. To the house to pickup a gas coupon, then a quick call to let Pat know I was on my way. (We were going to meet at Trent). I fueled my truck and was just fixing to hit the interstate when my cell phone toned. It was Krl, she had been on the phone with our pharmacist and they had told her she had one more refill on her medication (she had been out for a couple of days but her doctor wasn't working until three Saturday afternoon). They were also going to loan me three of my tabs to get me through the weekend because the pharmacy would be closing at two. I had thirty minutes to get back to the pharmacy to pick up our meds, so I turned around and started back, calling Pat while I was in route to tell her of the delay. I picked up the meds, pointed my truck west and lit a shuck again! Surprisingly, I beat Pat to the meeting destination. Once we loaded the cook top in her Tahoe, I headed back to pick up Krl and make the doctor's office. I arrived home and Krl was in a foul mood. She didn't need to go because she now had another months supply and she didn't want to go to the doctor, but I insisted. I jumped in the tub to rinse off and then change clothes. My cell phone toned and I was informed that the group of men had finally arrived to look over the project. I deferred to K.O. and continued to head to the doctor. I loaded Krl and her wheel chair and we made the short drive. We walked in and told the receptionist who we were and what we needed. Another nurse (she reminds me of Pebble's on the Flintstones or the girl from Bambi) decided to get involved and began telling us what we would need, even though they had all the information on file). I didn't have my insurance card with me and she told me I would have to pay $150 so I told her I wouldn't see the doctor, just schedule Krl. Before the exchange was over Krl told them forget it, she had a month worth of medications and she wouldn't see anyone either! We left there and made the grocery store before returning home. By the time the truck was unloaded it was after five-thirty.

Day off? I don't think so.

I suppose the thing I have a problem with is that I am not the one who is a problem to get by the doctor's office. I'm within a couple of blocks of there twice a day every day! I also take offense at the statement Krl made that she didn't need to see the doctor for another month because she has meds.

I have three days of meds, mainly because she has been halving my blood pressure tabs since she has been out.

I'm wondering if we can double up on her anti-depressants to get her back on track. Right now she is more testy than I can take.

I may have to remember this viewpoint next time I don't want to do something.

FATHER, need some help here!

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