Busy week with family
Various test results not a cause for concern
Hey there, it’s me, Kathy. How was your week? Mine was not bad.
I was so busy. The first of the week wasn’t so great. I still had the spins and I couldn’t sit up without wanting to be sick.
Janet and Dad didn’t come over. Janet’s leg was still black and blue from falling down. I couldn’t get to the flea market.
Finally through the week I started to get better. So Vada and I got ready to go see Mary at the campground. Before we went we decided to try her new lip wax.
They are strips and you just put them on, tap them in place and yank them off fast. Well she didn’t tell me to only put one on at a time. And she forgot to say don’t warm them up and don’t pull them off slowly.
I did all the things you weren’t suppose to do. Oh my god. If you could have seen my face, it was full of pink wax. I tried wiping it off. That didn’t work. I tried putting an ice cube on but it only made it harder and slippery. I tried face cream — still nothing.
So the only thing I could think of was to take another strip and rip that wax off with the new strip. That worked but it took a lot of time to get the wax off. My face was so red and sore that I had to use Polysporin.
I will never do that again. It didn’t even take the couple of hairs off but my lip was swollen like I had it done with Botox. Not a pretty sight.
Then off we went to see Mary. It rained all night. I love the sound of rain on a tent roof but we weren’t in a tent we were in a trailer and the sound doesn’t have the same effect.
Remember the canvas tents where the water would gather in a spot then you would lay there and kick it with your foot and then you would be in trouble for touching the canvas and making the tent leak. And remember the smell of musky canvas — now that was camping.
You had to go outside to cook your meals on a camp stove that could blow up at any time or not start if you didn’t pump it up enough and let’s not forget the feel of the hard ground under you.
I remember first camping in a tent with no bottom and a big pole in the middle. It was great when we got the cot beds. You just hoped no snakes tried to get in. It didn’t have a zipper to close it. It had strings and you tied them together for the door.
Those were the days my friend and I’m glad they’re gone.
Now it’s like just going visiting with running water, no water jugs, no looking for the outhouse with the flashlight.
This is 2017 not 1964. Everything is fast and convenient.
Now many people stay to themselves. They used to play horseshoes, sit around and play cards. And you just didn’t look at the water you went in it.
The next morning we got ready and off we went to Truro to visit Dad and Janet. Vada got to meet part of Kevin’s new family. She was very shy and so were they so all the worrying was for nothing because none of the kids talked to each other anyway.
We stayed the night there. Dad took Vada clothes shopping. That was a culture shock for him. He was really surprised when they even had sneakers with holes in them. One store had pants with holes in them on sale for $99. He said at one time they would be thrown away. He made it through the shopping trip. She was happy, he was poorer so all went well.
The rest of the week they say is going to be very hot. This is the time to make sure that the elderly people are drinking lots of water and are not sitting in the sun or out in the sun. They need fans on them if they get too hot. This is the time of year that a lot of our elderly get heat stroke.
Even I have been drinking more water and I hate water. It’s not so bad with the flavouring in it or ice cubes.
My bladder is doing a lot better now with the new doublestrength pills. I got the result back from my pap test, it was perfect and I’m good for another year.
My big toe on my other foot is killing me. I have to wait for an appointment to get the surgeon to cut the nail out like he did the other toe. It’s strange that such a small piece of nail can hurt so much. It’s like with every step it’s making its way into my toe. My fingernails keep breaking off. I have to cut them everyday.
All my other tests came back great. The cancer is going down. My sternum is still acting up. The hip is rebuilding bone strength and the pain there is gone. Sometimes I notice it when I have to walk up stairs.
Vada is going to take dancing lessons when she goes home. I started lessons when I was four years old and continued until I was 15. I took tap, ballet and acrobatics. I loved it until I discovered boys. There went the practising. Time to learn something new.
Have a great week folks. And yes, the deer are eating all our gardens.