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Uneventful…I like the sound of that word.
So we had a fairly uneventful week, which for The Curmudgeon, is a very good thing.
Uneventful, what a nice concept. We sure do need more uneventful weeks.
Uneventful, means no ambulance rides. No nasty falls. Nothing.
He hasn’t missed a medication since I bought his fancy pill caddy. I fill it once a month and he’s good. It is so much easier on both of us. I only have to remember to fill my pill case weekly. 🙂
Can I take the contoller away from him permanently?
Anyone else driven crazy by their husband’s constant playing with the controller during a good program or a movie?
There we were watching The Martian, and doesn’t he start playing with the controller. Turning on the closed captions, turning them off, playing with them on two controllers.
Got so I missed half the movie because he played around with the controller so much.
I finally told him, “If you touch one button you will be walking funny because I will shove that damned controller up your ass.”
I guess it’s a man thing. Once I start a show, I leave the controller alone.
Quiet phone yesterday
Our phone didn’t ring a single time yesterday. The peace and quiet was amazing. Could it be that you all managed to drive them crazy?
*Applause*
Take a bow if you called a scammer.
I think I’ll publish scammer phone numbers on a regular basis.
What better thing to do when you’re bored than to call a scammer and ask them if their computer has Windows…or tell them you are from the IRS and you’re suing them?
You all have a good one!
I’m hoping for another quiet one.
If you are bored…
For your fun time pleasure here is another scammer’s phone number. They called me today with the Microsoft Windows scam. Keep them busy!
1-888-904-8284
Today’s T-shirt
What, did someone put our phone number on scammers anon list?
I had to block some more numbers yesterday.
Now we are getting the (woo scary) scam calls from the IRS. (Cough bullshit.) They are going to sue us! (Cough cough double bullshit.) Call us back at this number… Oh how I wish I had saved it so you all could call them back!
Oh wait…checking the blocked caller list on my phone…I do have the number from which they called me!
1-202-394-7532
Y’all have some fun with that.
Maybe I should post all the scammers numbers I’ve blocked and let you have some fun…would you like that?
Today’s T-shirt
Yikes, both hands in braces…
I have days where, to ease the pain in my hands and fingers, I need to wear braces.
Usually, it is just one hand at a time. Not so this night.
Both hands are painful. The left one is both painful and numb–that’s the elbow impingement working its mojo there.
This makes typing simple…NOT.
The Curmudgeon’s neurologist appointment went well. They are not as concerned about his kidneys as the desk gal that called us made it out to be.
Today’s T-shirt
If he can’t hear his TV…look out!
The Curmudgeon got ticked off yesterday. More than usual. He was watching a favorite show on TV, when the neighbor across the street decided to crank up the music. Again.
After ten minutes of rattling windows, he figured they weren’t going to turn it down. He called the police.
It wasn’t me.
When The Curmudgeon cannot hear his TV which is 8.5 feet away from him because some idiot is blasting music across the street…Yes, the usually mild-mannered man gets pissed.
I lose my words some days
One of the perks of being the wife and caregiver of an MS patient is the level of daily stress you have.
It affects my writing, I don’t do much these days.
I also find that I lose words often. I can be in mid sentence and the word I intended to use disappears.
Poof, it is gone and I can’t find it so I stutter and stop while my brain goes through its search engine. However, more often than not that search comes up error 404.
I miss the peace and quiet of nights where The Curmudgeon actually stayed in bed and I could write uninterrupted. Now I tend to stay in a waiting-for-his-door-to-open stasis, not daring to open a book file and start writing, because invariably as soon as I do, his door opens and he comes downstairs.
I’ve lost many words.
Today’s T-shirt
MS…the battle you never win
Well, if all the other problems The Curmudgeon has weren’t enough, now we have to worry about his kidneys.
He goes to his neurologist on Monday and to our family physician on Tuesday.
It looks like they will send him to a nephrologist.
Oh, and it’s still raining.
Another day of running around
Yesterday it was The Curmudgeon’s turn.
I ran him over to St. Luke’s West to get a blood test. He has a neurologist appointment on Monday and they need the blood test done beforehand.
We were going to do it on the way home from there last time but he wasn’t feeling well and wanted to get home quick.
Then he managed to forget about it and not remind me he needed one until this week.
*Headdesk*
Cardiologist appointment
I go to see my cardiologist every six moths.
Now, I wasn’t quite sure about his sense of humor, so I wore my new t-shirt under my overalls.
I asked him, “do you have a good sense of humor?”
He said, ” yes.”
“Does foul language bother you?”
“No.”
I showed him my T-shirt.
My cardiologist has a great laugh.
Today’s T-shirt.
This is a rant, you may not want to read it.
I have never been more disappointed in the American people especially the men than I am these days.
Dear sirs political and the just plain misogynistic,
Treating women like second class citizens. Eroding away every single hard-earned human right we have. Hating on us.
How proud all the women of your families must be of you.
I wonder if your problem with women stems from your mother not paying enough attention to you when you were a spoiled child who pulled the wings off flies.
I’m sure she must have ignored your temper tantrums since you still have them today when you don’t get your way. Or did your privileged ass have a Nanny who fed you drugs to put you to sleep so she could screw your daddy?
Did Mommy dearest bottle feed you instead of nurse you? Is that why you can’t stand seeing a woman do what is natural.
If it weren’t for women you wouldn’t be here. Keep that in mind.
If all the women of this country stood together you wouldn’t exist. You’d become a bad memory. We outnumber you and yet you bully us, pay us less than we are worth, take away our humanity, and try to suppress our free will?
If you were afraid of us before, continue to wage your war on us and you will learn the true meaning of fear.
Y’all have to sleep sometime.
Doggonedmysteries 