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Oh crap, that means I actually have to clean…

We got a call from our life insurance agent and The Curmudgeon let HER make an appointment with us.

Crap, just what I need.

Someone who would not be happy with white dog hair on their pants from sitting on the couch that Lucy and I share. I’ll have to switch out the cover.

Someone who would look at the dust on everything and recoil in horror. I dust once in a while but it is not something that is at the top of my to do list. Not when I have so much other stuff to do around here.

Someone who will judge me on my housekeeping skills. Someone who has no idea what life as a wife/caregiver for an MS patient is like.

Sigh. You think I should hang this sign up?

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And so it goes on…

Life was a bit easier here at casa Doggonedmysteries this day.

He woke and got up without a problem.

I think even the house breathed a sigh of relief. I know I was holding my breath waiting to see what this day would bring.

Yes, he drives me completely crazy, but when he’s down for the count, it’s worse.

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They arrive with greater frequency

These bad days of his show up more often and last longer than they used to. It kills me to see him helpless and in bed. He doesn’t deserve this. No one does.

He had a horrible day today.

I can’t lift him from floor if he goes down. I can’t lift him into his bed.

My body has its own problems, some connected with being his caregiver. Some connected to the years I broke horses and rode trails. If my father had known how often I got thrown, I wouldn’t have had my horse for long. Although she wasn’t who I got thrown from. It was the horses the stable owner let me break and train that almost killed me a few times. At that age I was fearless and resilient.

I didn’t care that I’d pay for it later.

Time to dig out the tens machine again, being a caregiver today took its toll on my back.

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I have pipe dreams

There’s that one about being able to find simple help when I need it.

What do I mean by simple help?

Here are two examples:

One of our smoke alarms, the one for the second floor, died a very noisy death a week or so ago. The Curmudgeon could barely get it down and there’s no way he can put the new one up. I can’t put the new one up because with my bad shoulders I can’t work above my head. Therefore, I have a brand new smoke and CO2 detector that is still in the box.

I have a new doorbell to put up and, oh yeah, same problem.

Simple help…

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On another subject…

I sat down to work on the blog and get a few e-mails written. Looked over at the couch to find Lucy staring at me. Couldn’t help but giggle. She’s still staring.

This usually means she’s thinking of bugging me to go out but is too lazy to get up as of yet. She’ll move when her bladder says GO NOW!!! Then she’ll do the pee pee dance and bark at the back doors.

Lucy is a hoot.

Gavin will start to fuss in about an hour. You can set your watch by his poddy breaks.

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 This face!

Free HBO

Means I can watch Bill Maher rip apart the orange troll with finesse.

I wish he was on regular TV so people would learn to think.

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Is it just me or…

Why is it, that the more your back aches, the heavier the laundry baskets?

The more you want to sleep, the more things keep you awake?

The less social you are feeling, the more people show up at your door?

Have you any more to add?

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SOS… this country is in trouble

The orange troll, the bilious billionaire, the nutcase in office, the man who would be king, the man who should be committed, not my potus, the child-handed, weird rug wearing jerk needs impeaching.

This idiot of the highest caliber has his finger on the red buttons of nuclear launches.

This child-man has the temperament of a sleep deprived three year old.

Wake the hell up people and take him down. Put him in a rubber room. Better yet …a jail cell.

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I swear it’s a conspiracy

There are days where the world conspires to keep me from getting enough sleep.

It started with Lucy deciding to climb all over me (before my alarm went off at 10 a.m.) and bark in my face. Yeah, she had to pee although I’d taken her out at 4 a.m.

Got the dogs done, The Curmudgeon had his breakfast, dogs went out for a second time and I climbed back onto the couch to try for a bit more sleep.

That didn’t happen. After the 6th nonsense phone call–whatever happened to that list we’re supposedly on? I was ready to cry. So, so tired.

I no sooner started to doze off again when the mailman rang our doorbell, which is directly above the couch…it is loud Westminster chimes… LOUD. CHIMES. Peel me off the ceiling LOUD.

I do have a new, quieter doorbell sitting in the kitchen still in the box. Where it’s been for almost two years waiting for someone to install it.

Volunteers? Yeah, that’s why it is still in the box.

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A long and boring day

Oh yeah, nothing like having a day drag on and on.

Spend over an hour at the neurologist’s office and then another hour at the hospital lab while he got blood tests done.

The only excitement in the day was when I realized I’d left my Kindle behind at the neurologist’s office. The Curmudgeon called them on his cell phone while he waited to go in for his blood test and sure enough they had it.

I went back for it–so glad the office is  only a mere block away.

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How romantic…

NOT!

Ah, yes. Valentine’s day.

A day for romance. Not effing likely.

Perhaps dinner out. Nope, he hates to eat out these days.

Instead, I get to take him to his neurologist appointment and spend an hour or so listening to him whine and them telling him all the things they can’t do for him.

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Survey says….

And so it begins…with local politics now.

Usually we screen our calls. (Yes, if you call here and don’t speak to my answering machine you will not get me.)

I decided to answer a called marked Denver that had a phone # for shits and grins and found it to be a young man taking a political survey.

LOL!!!

Now, how many times do you think I cracked that young man up during the survey with my observations on politics today?

Especially when he asked my opinion on the orange troll and his cronies…

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