YARD CLEANUP

…more like sitting around drinking coffee.

HELLO, FRIEND
The Dad is back at Seneca… he got a visitor.


She hasn't seen him in over 3 months.

Kiss…Kiss…Kiss…

ONE NATION UNDER DOG
My obligatory dog and President photo…

LOOK AT YOU ALL CLEANED UP
Had to take Lily Bud to the vet today.  Dixon House is all cleaned up and painted. Candles and awning off… Looking good.

SOME MIGHT SAY I GOT IT MAID

I got myself a cleaning lady.

BANANA SPLIT
All he has been asking for is a banana split

MY DEER FRIEND
I should have fed you. I knew you wanted something that day in the back yard.

I'm sorry

;-(

CHEER UP BUTTERCUP
From time to time I stop at McGinnis Sisters for this and for a moment all is well in the world…

CHANGE OF PLANS
I should have been on a plane to NYC with Chrissy today. We had planned to go meet Lizzie in Brooklyn to get fitted for her wedding ensemble. With all that's going on with The Dad and being a single dog mom, I just couldn't do it. I'm really sad about missing it -  we had this planned for a long time.   L+H forever.
 

JUST WHEN I THOUGHT I WAS OUT…THEY PULL ME BACK IN
I'm getting sick of sending these text messages out…Almost three months from the start of it all he fell again - well kind of slipped again getting up and into his wheelchair. Later, our nurse practitioner comes into my office in a panic and says The Dad's blood pressure is dangerously low and that they probably took too much fluid off at dialysis and things were not looking good - like really NOT LOOKING GOOD. She didn't want to wait for transport because it could have taken too long and she said she didn't think we had time so she had to call 911 and there were were -  headed back to the dreaded EAST.

This is starting to get out of hand.

What's worse is he was being discharged from Seneca today!  Do you fucking believe this?!? I knew he wasn't ready and have been private pay for a few days to keep him there because I was afraid to take him home.   I mean is this the universe saying he isn't ready to come home yet or am I watching some Final Destination like movie and we are prolonging the inevitable???

Anyway, by the end of the night he was eating and somewhat ok and telling me to take his picture.

And here we go yet again.

WHERE THE HELL IS HE?
It's late… he's not back to Seneca yet… I shouldn't have to micromanage this transport but I do… His chair is at 4 and he doesn't usually get back to Seneca until after 8. I waited an hour and even the nurses were like why isn't he back yet so I left and drove up to the shopping center just as they pulled in to get him...

… I should just get a room here.

HAPPY NEW YEAR
New year… still not home.