At Least We Still Have The Outdoors

I was going batty, cooped up in the house.  For the past few weeks, it’s done nothing but rain and when it wasn’t raining, it was gloomy.  I don’t mind rain, but there’s this psychological thing that goes on in my brain when suddenly I’m told I have to stay indoors and then when weather forces this issue on top of  it, it’s doggone depressing!

So last night I suggested to hubby that tomorrow, maybe we can go for a ride?

In the morning however, he announced that one of our favorite destinations, Julian, an historical community tucked in the mountains had asked tourists to stay away. Wow!

He said, they (the city) said, “We appreciate tourists and company, but asking people to stay away.  We are so isolated and medical services are so far away from us, should anyone get ill, it would be an extreme hardship to our community”  I hadn’t thought of that.  Understandable.  My quotes are actually a paraphrase.  OOOkay then, that’s out.

So hubby suggested we go up the coast to San Clemente and maybe go for a beach walk and maybe stop by this little cheese shop we like, if it were open.   It was. So, we did.

We had avocado toast and a Marconi almond and cheese sandwich slathered in honey.  It was a gooey mess but so worth it. Sorry, no photos.  We were relegated to eating on a bench outdoors because of indoor restaurant closures so taking a photo – not easy.  Just take my word for it. <Big Smile>

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Other than a pup bakery, everything else was closed. Normally these sidewalks would be full of people, especially on a beautiful weekend.

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It was a gorgeous day, sunny and bright and I guess everyone had the same idea.

 

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Lifeguards were on duty. People walking the beaches and trails.  Young surfers abounded… and I mean young.  A good many of them couldn’t have been more than about 10 years old!  Our beaches have old geezers, with a splattering of young men and women but not generally kids.  They were darn good too!

The trains were running and people everywhere walking their dogs. Even the ground squirrels were out.  I saw so many tempting dogs to pet, but refrained from doing so, thinking, just maybe several others ahead of me may have ruffled that doggies fur. Several others, who just could be “the one”.

The skies were pretty clear and knowing another storm is coming through in a couple of days, it was worth taking advantage of.

We even saw storm damage where the earth had been sucked out from under one of the precariously situated mansions on the hill overlooking the sea.  Scaaaary.

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If you haven’t been to San Clemente, it is quite lovely.  It’s clean and quaint.

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And picturesque.

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In San Clemente, we even stopped in at a garage sale, if you can believe that. We even bought some treasures. It was a good day.

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The downside, was on our way home,  these two jerks in their “muscle cars” came racing by us on either side just as I was commenting how nice it was to see so little traffic on the highway.  They scared us half to death and swerving around the cars ahead.  When they thought their path was blocked, they went wide in opposite directions, one even went on the shoulder then swerved right back in and collided with another car.  My heart was racing a mile a minute.

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See?  hardly any traffic, but up ahead, you can see a cluster of cars and soon those two idiots are going to infringe on someone’s right of way.  I don’t know why it is, but sometimes heavy traffic is better than no traffic, because when there’s no traffic some  idiot is bound to think it’s their own private raceway.  Fortunately, no one was killed or hurt, but the young man did have to pull over with the car he hit.  It could have been totally disastrous.

Anyway, we’re now safe at home and despite that, it was still a good day.

Like we don’t have enough to worry about these days.  Idiots!  Grrrrr!

Getting Connected CoVid-19 Style

My buddy at PhicklePhilly has a great post on his blog site right now and it’s worth reading.  The only reason I didn’t reblog, is I wanted to tie in my two cents worth. As some of you may know, my replies can, at times, be quite lengthy.  So this is kind of it. The tie in to his story, I mean.  All my favorite blog friends know my response can sometimes be a story of their own. What can I say?  I’ve lived a long time and lead a rather full, if not colorful life.  I like all my blogging friends because they almost always have something that triggers a memory for me into a response of some sort and I hope they don’t mind.

Today, though … This hit home, mostly because of last night. Or, errr, by now the night before or I should say Thursday night?

Excerpt from PP:

Monday I went to breakfast, wrote, talked with friends and loved ones, had dinner, and watched my shows. I, for once… had nowhere to be.

Tuesday, pretty much the same.

Wednesday, More of that just living and breathing thing. Daughter came home. I was happy to see her. She went to the supermarket and bought a bunch of food. She cooked dinner for the two of us and we actually sat and ate, and chatted like a real family.

What it triggered is, sure, being house bound sucks in a way, but on the flip side, what a time to get reconnected, to plan and do things you’ve put off doing because you’ve been to busy. Life as we’ve known it has changed and that could be a good thing.  Maybe getting back to basics was a long time coming.  Sure, for some it’s going to be economically hard, but we are survivors. Americans are survivors.

Most of my siblings and kids are not working right now.  I’m not working either.  My hubby doesn’t put his foot down about most things, but he did this.  As an Uber/Lyft driver, he doesn’t want me out there exposed.  Especially since, many of my passengers are generally in the service industry or business people who travel a lot and have contact with a good number of other people; their chances of exposure are exponentially greater. Plus, I am in that at risk age group.

My hubby now works from home, so he’s okay for now, but that could change at any minute. My TX son’s new job got put on hold, so he’s home supervising his kid’s schooling. His wife, a teacher, is out distributing food. My SLC daughter is an RN, so she’s working.
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My traveler GA daughter, just got home but even after self quarantining in SLC, won’t be going back to GA to work either.  And, possibly, in time, my SLC granddaughter or My SLC son, both in the hotel industry. They are senior enough, but even their work hours have been cut back. What’s worse, is my SLC RN daughter just closed on a home in December! All of which, she shares expenses with the SLC granddaughter and my SLC son, her brother.  So, the only one with a decent paycheck is her… for now.  Here’s the bunch of them having their last dinner out before the shut downs.Tina and the kids March 18 2020

Even so, we are all in good spirits.

I’ve been chatting BS with siblings, keeping up with nephews and my sister and having long chats with the kids.

Because of our normally hectic work schedules, we seldom get to visit all at once or for any length of time, but last night the kids and I had a great time chatting til late.  It went like this:

6:50 pm Group Text and try to keep up. lol

Me: The governor just announced a total lock down for the state as of tonight… unless seeing a doctor, needing medicine or groceries. I guess those workers are exempt. But… masks are being distributed.

GA (daughter): thanks for the update.

Me: lol he’s such an idiot… then he lists all the thing you can still do. get food, meds, play outside walk the dog, etc. basically what we’re doing now. He predicted 56% will get it with 20% hospitalized.  Ugh!  (my thoughts- How about scaring the shit out of us?)  He did say to be kind to one another.  I told GA, she got out in time.

RN (SLC daughter): Who’s he and where are you…FL or CA?

TX(son): Yikes! I had just landed a new job… now I’m a first grate teacher indefinitely.  All schools here are closed, probably for the rest of the year.

Me: CA and FL (nephew) said they’re next, expecting it soon.

RN: OMG TX!  That sucks!

TX:  I’m ok. Just wish everyone out there would be a little more considerate. I think we were a little too primed by all the apocalyptic entertainment. (laughy face)

RN: lol Hey but we kinda know what to expect in an Apocalypse now!

TX: Yeah… people are starting to buy guns here now because they think they’ll be the next shortage (sad face). I don’t think we’ll EVER have a shortage of guns in TX… or really anywhere in our country.

Me: Yeah, I heard that was happening.

RN: That’s funny, bc I saw a gun store the other day and based on all the shelves at the stores being empty, I actually had a split second thought of… “Hmmm. guns are probably next… should I get one?” But… the next day we had a 5.7 earthquake… so I b like… get the hell out!

Me: I thought that too…

TX: (laugh emoji here)  I have a pig with a hard head. I’ll bet he’d fight an intruder for a burrito and his head would probably stop a bullet. If not… bacon??

Me:  (laugh emoji) I would think your job secure – You still working RN?

RN: Yep

Me: Poor piglet  GA  mute your phone lol ( she just got off her flight from Amsterdan to LA to SLC, so I knew she was tired)

RN:  Hehe… when all you guys are confined to your houses I’ll be able to get in my car and drive straight into the heart of death.. 3 times a week!

TX: He’s not poor, he’s indestructible. (Laugh emoji) He ate a pound of glue and borax with giant pieces of sharp plastic glitter… didn’t even give him indigestion.

Be praying for you RN. Seriously

Me: Yes!

RN: OMG! Def eat the pig… all I have is a cat and I already warned the family  that I’ll eat him if necessary. (oopsy emogi)

Me: Well, when I worked at the health department, I was fitted with a CDC quality face mask specific to me. I’m so glad I kept it!

My cat is sickly and skinny.

TX: It’s all the same after it’s fried.  I’m sure that’s an old proverb of the south… probably

Me: And all my neighbors have lost their dogs in the last few month.  You’re on a roll TX. (You have to understand, this son is the least communicative of all the kids)

RN: I’ve had a fit test bc we have 4 TB rooms on our unit… meaning negative pressure rooms… so we were slated to have COVID pts… until the earthquake.

I’m fattening mine up.

TX:  That sounds pretty serious RN

Definitely need to fatten them up first. Pigs are great for that. Feed them almost anything. They get big fast and they taste great!

Me: No way! Utah has a low COVID rate, so far. Or at least it did.

Better not let the kids hear you!

TX: They can’t hear text (wink emoji) Hunter will pick up on sarcasm from a mile away though.

Me: Well the shelves were bare, so we’ll be eating lost of chili with beans.

RN: Or fried scrawny cat

and so it went.  later my other two and grand daughter would chime in with

GD:  OMG. I went shopping today again. I’ve spent more on this month then I have ever, honestly.  It’s nuts.

TX: Really?  Shockingly, there were a lot of frozen pizzas here. Plenty of chips and dip too. Good excuse to eat unhealthy I suppose.

Me: Our butcher meats were all gone.

RN: Right!? And I thought cereal would be all gone

Me: Nope!

RN: NO!

Me: Ice cream still there.

RN:  EAT HEALTHY BUY VIT A,D,AND C

TX: The Asian markets were the last hit here. Might be some stigma there.  Poor Asians. (Tearful emoji)

RN:  don’t drink… hey Ross (her ex) grab me another beer while you’re out there!  Ooops

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ME:  You’re in GJ? (That’s where her ex lives)

GA: RN  you can always stop by Larry’s when you’re in GJ and grab one of mine.  For free. (She’s referring to her gun broker who was trying to sell some of her guns)

Gun that is … as long as you promise not to aim it at me.

RN:   (to TX) Don’t worry about them, they’re usually healthier than any of us. (to GA) A bit risky (to me) yes.

TX: I’m sure they are. Now I have a hankering for kimchi darn it

Me:  Love it!  Where’s SLC Son?

GA: Haven’t seen the stores yet. Just got to Utah. Not looking forward to tomorrow.

RN:  Ga, if you an J come near the house GD will shoot you before I get a chance! (kidding of course)  They’re quarantining you guys aren’t they?

SLC son: Like 49 cases, 0 deaths so far (referring to SLC)

Me: Wow! big change from last week.

SLC son: Yeah, well that’s exponential growth for you.

RN: UT quite good, but… really we are just behind the curve

SLC son: Exactly

Me: It seems areas impacted worse are those with large international airports and traffic

SLC son: And we tend to have a pretty compliant population with strong community focus.

And Washington is the worst. I’m convinced it’s their lack of adequate sunlight.

RN: That’s one way to put cult followers ( a series of of emoticons with different expressions of laughing)

Me: (laugh emoji) did I bear comedians?  Love it!

Anyway, the ramblings became more nonsensical and crazy but with everyone still somehow knowing which line was directed at them.  It was like we were all together with giddy, silly bantering.

After a bit more and some in between, (I didn’t put it all in) we signed off.

While this was going on, my siblings and I were also enjoying some communications along with a separate one with my nephew in Florida.  We may be in different states but with technology we can still keep in touch and with COVID-19  it was like we were in a room all together, talking over each other as families tend to do and which hasn’t happened in a long time. It’s all good.

States represented last night were

(2) Texas, (1) Colorado, (3) Utah, (4) California, (1) Florida, (1) Georgia, (1)Arizona and (1)Oregon

Like PhicklePhilly says: It can be a good time.

Keep the faith. Be productive.

Stay positive, Stay safe and yes, Be Kind.  It’s a good time to reconnect with family and friends.

My TX son just said, National Guard is coming in. He’s thinking they’re getting ready for a lock down.  Interesting.  I hadn’t heard that anywhere else.  I mean about the National Guard.  Oh well, it is Texas.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Sister and Thomas

As I mentioned some time ago, my sister was diagnosed with a brain tumor.  It was an unusual tumor that made itself known last year.

She finally had surgery three weeks ago.  When I first posted that information, we were all told it was a genetic, slow moving brain tumor, situated on her pituitary, causing her partial blindness and memory loss.  I was justifiably upset that the “team” of doctors kept delaying the surgery.  I could see she was getting worse. And, they were wrong. It grew way faster than they ever imagined it would.

When my step-brother and I visited in October, she was already quite forgetful, but she was managing.  She could feed herself and care for her basic needs.  To talk to her, she didn’t seem quite that bad.  We both left Florida relying on her boys to keep checking in on her and making sure she was okay, which they did, faithfully,  as did some of her neighbors, so she wasn’t entirely alone.

She and I kept in touch by phone and some of the time, when she could find her phone we would get to chat. Then, all of a sudden, I wasn’t getting through to her, at all.  I then had to rely on communications from her sons. Her sons started having to go by more frequently and then alternating days when they could. The niece in law would clean, do laundry and prep several meals for her, but one day they found the plate from the night before untouched. In fact, some had been wrapped up in paper towels and squirreled away.  She hadn’t been eating!

Her eldest son took his wife with him to pick her up and take her home with them as they had wanted to do before.  Up until then, my sis had not been compliant to go with them since she’d made it clear that she expected them to take all her furniture and “stuff” from her two floor flat and move it into the one bedroom. They explained, they could store these items, for when she was better, but she dug in her heels and did what we call, the “Brothers” thing. That’s our maiden name and our genetics are given to being notoriously obstinate.

Then there was Thomas.  The fact that there was a Thomas didn’t help and the kids knew how much he meant to her so they didn’t force her.

Thomas was her cat.  They are all allergic, so until they found him a home, taking him wasn’t going to happen.  No way, no how, that wasn’t going to happen if she had anything to say about it – period.  So, they were at a standoff.

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He is pretty though.  As it turns out, she wasn’t paying much attention to him and Thomas was becoming quite feral in his own home.

The next day when they came to pick her up, she was lying on the floor in her own urine.  My niece in law showered her and my nephew packed up a few things to take her home.  They figured they could leave Thomas behind and check up on him daily to feed and change his litter box.

As they were headed downstairs, she collapsed.  She was taken to the ER and then admitted to ICU.  The surgery was scheduled but they had to strengthen her and get her vitals up so she could have surgery.  She was there a week before that would happen.  Her neighbor friend left me a message saying she had asked for me, so I flew out there two days later and a few days before surgery.  The evening I came in, she didn’t know who I was, but then the next day when the doc asked her if she knew me, she said, “Yes, that’s my sister Jo”.

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After a few days, she actually brightened up, as you can see.

During the few days before the surgery, I’d go and visit.  She really couldn’t carry on a conversation, but I noticed she wasn’t eating yet either, so I started to break down her food and feed her.

I really didn’t know what to do other than sit, so I started to read to her, give her a massage, wash her hair and do whatever I could to make her feel connected.  Her skin was very flaky and dry, so I made an olive and coconut oil concoction, simply because I reasoned, it could possibly give her nutrients to absorb from the outside. I figured, if she’d been half starved then she wasn’t getting the fats her body needed.  My niece in law had been using regular lotions, but they weren’t working.  I figured, if Sophia Loren swears by that stuff for her skin and she looks amazing, then it must work and it did.  In any case, it gave me something to do with her.  I wouldn’t stay long because she tired easily and after awhile I would summarily be dismissed.  Little sisters can be quite bossy.

At home I would take care of things. Clean up a bit, take care of Thomas and sight see.  In the meantime, the kids all asked if I’d seen Thomas and I say, “Not yet” or “Surprisingly, No”.  Thomas had lived with my husband and I up until 5 years ago, so it was kind of odd, he didn’t remember me.  It was almost four days later that I saw him run by.  If it hadn’t been for food disappearing and the litter box needing cleaning each day, you’d never know he was there even though I looked and called for him.

Later, one of the niece in laws make an effort, to talk me into taking him and I said, “No,  I’m not flying a cat all the way to California”, besides if I got another cat I’d want one that cuddles and Thomas doesn’t cuddle, besides Chloe’s health is failing and if he doesn’t remember me then those two won’t remember each other.

Surgery day came and her boys went in to see her first, then one came out and I went in and the delight on her face to see me made my trip all worthwhile.  Keep in mind, she wouldn’t remember day to day things we might have done. Her son admitted he thought I might have wasted my time coming, but when he saw her face light up, he was so glad I had.

My other brother from California and my sister from Alabama came as well.  After surgery it looked like everything would be fine.  Her eyes and expression were alert and welcoming, so we were relieved. By the next day, she was angry and stated quite clearly how she couldn’t breathe and was in pain and asked me to leave and to tell everyone else to stay away.  It was still promising in two ways, one she was able to articulate and express herself clearly, something we’d not seen and two, she was thinking clearly.  Since the surgery had been performed through her nasal passage, we weren’t terribly surprised she’d be upset about her breathing and she’s not a mouth breather.

The day after that, my brother went in to see her and we thought the pain would be better, but…  they were going to have to go back in.  She was having major clotting and some had blocked breathing.  We thought it had dropped into her lungs, as she was put on a respirator.  It turns out it was lodged in her throat and for two days they would remove clots the size of chicken livers.  I remained outside.  I didn’t see her for three days even though we would all meet daily in the waiting area. All hope had been dashed that I would get my sister back.

That week, she was not eating and they wouldn’t put a feeding tube in her because it could introduce bacteria into her system. So they said. I’d never heard of anything like this. I am as frustrated as hell at some of the decisions these docs have made, but then who am I?  I try to be patient, but I don’t understand.  My nephews too have been frustrated. My daughter, an RN, in SLC and my niece in law, a vet pathologist instructor, both do their best to explain things to us. Even though “S” isn’t a human pathologist, she does understand medical speak.

A few days later, she was a bit more responsive.  I told her I loved her and she said, “I love you too”  I explain to her that I will have to return home and for her to get better and she says ok. I leave.

Unfortunately, she doesn’t.  Days have passed and she’s gotten thinner.  They got her to walk one day, but she’s been off and on nourished through a nasal tube.  Finally they thought to move her into a regular wing, thinking she may have developed a type of hospital depression, so they did for like two day, if that.  They wanted to move her to rehab, so to do so, she had to be eating or on a feeding tube, so they put a direct line to her stomach.  I’m fuming because why in the hell, didn’t they do that in the first place?

They were giving her hormones to compensate for the pituitary but said, they hadn’t quite got the right combination yet.  I kept saying, feed her for Petes’ sake.  How can she respond to anything if she isn’t nourished?!!!

They were still wanting to move her,  but my nephew disapproval was apparent.  The nurse said to him, “You don’t think she should be moved?”  He looked her in the eye and said, “Do you think she looks like she’s in any shape to be moved!”  I think he’d had enough as well.  So, she told him she’d have the doctor call.  Well, they didn’t, but they immediately ordered a bunch of new tests.  Checking for the possibility of meningitis and/or a stroke.  One of the docs (they work in “teams”) finally called to say the nasal passage was clear so she didn’t get meningitis from that.  Tests came back but so far no bacteria was found and nothing fungal yet, which could still show, but probably not. The MRI did show vascular inflammation that could have stemmed from an infection or immune response.  They are giving her antibiotics and it’s still unclear what has happened since surgery, but she still has a vacant look. On Monday she will get another MRI and a full stroke study.  Again, why do they take so long to do thing?

With the COVID-19 a concern, they are limiting visitations.  My siblings and I wanted to go back there again, but until things clear up, we just wait and pray.

I wanted to share some pics of us her and us.

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One of the art exhibits in Birmingham when we were still together.

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Di giving my little dog Ferguson a ride.

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She and I on my last visit before six months ago.Diana' news

Looking real good, a couple of years ago. She actually won a ribbon for one of her drawings that trip.

Then there’s the original four.  I’m the tall one, she’s the little one.  We would later acquire my four step siblings and a new little brother.

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I want to thank my baby brother, who couldn’t be there,  for paying for my trip to see her and for all the support my step siblings have given me as well.  The rest of us got to be there for her for one week.  Now we wait and see.

As for Thomas, the word got out and there were several offers to take him. He ended up going home with one of the ER nurses, and yes, he’d become quite feral. So much so that when “S” and I tried to round him up, he hissed at us.  This gal and her husband would come two weeks later and corralled him to get a look at him first.  After a bit, they said yes.  The other day, we learned he was sitting on her lap while she watched T.V.  He is obviously happy, because he doesn’t do that for just anyone.

Yesterday, I got to thinking of all that has transpired in the world since she lost touch and so many monumental things no less, and a happy thought flittered by…

Wouldn’t it be great if down the road, when she gets better, we can tell her of all the stuff she “slept through?    My son, says, “Yeah,  “While You Were Sleeping...”

It made me chuckle to myself and then I laughed a little out loud. I told my nephew, I just bet she’d get a kick out of it.  He said and then she’ll have that curious look on her face…and added a laughing emoji.

I, WE can hardly wait!!

 

 

Phicklephilly: Special Report – What You Need To Know About Coronavirus

This has information on how widespread it is. Information is ever changing.

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Special thank to my friends over at the Washington Post!

https://www.washingtonpost.com/health/2020/02/28/what-you-need-know-about-coronavirus/?arc404=true

Latest Updates

  • The government announced 1.9 million high-speed coronavirus tests would start to be available this week in hardest hit states. Priority of testing would go to health care workers, first responders and people over 65 exhibiting cough, fever or other respiratory symptoms.
  • The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention recommended Sunday that for the next eight weeks there be no mass gatherings of more than 50 people to combat the spread of coronavirus. The guidelines define mass gatherings as “conferences, festivals, parades, concerts, sporting events, weddings.”
  • The U.S. Senate is expected to vote early this week on a bill passed by the House of Representatives Saturday to provide help to workers affected by the coronavirus outbreak, as well as to provide free testing and increase funding to programs that help feed older adults.
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CoVid-19 – New Baby Boom

My husband walked into the room the other day and announced quite frankly, “You know we’re gonna have a new baby boom?”

It took me a second to guess his meaning and then I remembered all those years, in Alabama, (which btw has no reported CoVid-19 cases yet) and all those times we had been forced to stay in because of power outages and other storm or tornado related disasters.

It never failed.  If folks are kept indoors with nothing to do, they find something to do and as predicted 9 months later, we found ourselves with an influx of new babies needing to be vaccinated or needing WIC product.

Being from California, I’d never been privy to such revelations. Working at the county health department provided me with an insurmountable education of what humans are capable of. I moved there shortly before Katrina hit.  I was not working at the health department then, so I never felt the impact of that disaster, but a year later, I would.  Living in that area, I would experience more such storms. It was after one of those that one of my coworkers proclaimed what to look for and/or expect down the road and sure enough, it never failed.  Alabama, being in the tropic zone and frequently succumbing to “disasters” found themselves in this boat on a regular cycle. It became a running joke and an “oh boy!” proclamation each year.

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My home overlooks a normally busy street below and I’m amazed at how quiet it has become, a contrast from this past weekend when everyone was scrambling to buy up what they could and stock up, just in case.  We did the same, sans toilet paper.  Only because I was out of town for awhile the week before and my husband didn’t know where the extra TP was, so he went out and bought more, so we have plenty.

So, now that our lives have been disrupted by the CoVid-19, with concert cancellations and limited populated events, people are finding themselves housebound. I just had surgery, so I’m already housebound, but now the rest of the country and the world, some of which are unfamiliar with the process may find themselves with a similar dynamic, and the prospect of facing an historical baby populace in the future.  It only stands to reason …

In the meantime, my daughter is in Europe, enjoying her last months birthday present.  In ten days, to everyone’s surprise, so much changed where everything escalated.  She has no clue what she’ll be coming home to although, mom has kept her apprised of what she could the last two days.  My girl and her BFF visited Ireland and the UK and is headed to Edinburgh.  She wasn’t too worried of the recent announcement by the president that those two countries would be off limits starting today. . . of course Americans are still allowed to return home.

She did say kissing the Blarney Stone was off limits, so not to be daunted, her BFF kissed the castle… for real?

This started out as a tongue in cheek post, but it has taken a turn.  So sorry.

My husband just called and said there’s been an announcement that events have escalated and San Francisco will go into total lock down.

I’m now afraid for her. She lives in Georgia, her BF in Utah.

There’s been an update even to that within the last hour.  In San Diego area:

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Annie’s Canyon Trail

I went off this past Sunday to do my first lone hike. I needed to expend some energy and do something good for myself, so I thought, why not a hike?  I mentioned this to hubby, who quickly got online, (he obviously thought it was a good idea too) and he found this place called Annie’s Canyon…

Before I get into that, this is what my life has been like the past few months.  As most of you who follow my blog know, my sister was diagnosed with a genetic brain tumor that has recently started acting up, but for some reason, her surgery keeps getting postponed which has been extremely frustrating to all of us. Right now, she displays all the signs of dementia which is disturbing to me.  No one likes having a conversation with someone they care about and moments after you finish your sentence, she retells it to you in the third person, as though she is talking to someone else, about you.  Yeah, it’s a lot to handle.

Then… I had the flu, starting after Thanksgiving and for what lasted forever, so Christmas was pretty much a wash. Even so, we spent it with my in laws, who happen to be atheist. Yeah, I know, you don’t have to say anything because that’s how I feel too.

My father in law is in his 90’s and refuses to die.  Not that he doesn’t want to, he just can’t seem to get there.  He’s miserable, incontinent and hating his life.  My mother in law, can’t do anything or go anywhere because he’s so clingy and she feels trapped.  No, she doesn’t complain. EVER. I only sense it.  It wasn’t until my brother in law’s heart attack  that she opened up at how miserable it has been. She was beside herself, and said she just “can’t do this anymore” and detailed some of what she’s had to do.

Last Monday week my father in law ended up in the hospital, again. BUT, what’s worse is my brother in law had a heart attack on the same day and my mother in law couldn’t go to him!  He ended up in ICU and on a respirator and they couldn’t operate until they stabilized him which took a week. He was operated on yesterday and so far, so good.

What’s unfortunate is, I’m a first born and first born’s want to take care of everything and everyone and when you can’t and or shouldn’t, you take a hike.

ANNIE’S CANYON TRAIL

Annie’s Canyon Trail is tucked away in the middle of suburbia, near the beach and near the Interstate 5 Freeway in San Diego County, California.  The online pictures looked like snapshots of one of the many canyon’s in Utah or Colorado, so of course, I wanted to go. Here’s my photo log.

Excited to be doing my first solo hike, I got off the freeway and to the trailhead to find this:

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That’s okay.  I’ll head to the Rios Ave trailhead which was another couple of miles away. Fortunately, that was open.  Not a lot of parking since it’s all residential and many homes have signs against it, but I found a spot.

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And, it was cold.  I should have thought of that.  The trail starts out on the north side of this “mountain”.  (You’ll have to excuse the quotations, but after having lived in Colorado where there are real mountains, these seem small.) I was in workout leggings, short sleeve shirt with a light flannel over that.  I was grateful I, at least had that. lol

The hike was interesting.

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To the left of the trail is a preservation of salt water marsh and wildlife. You do see the birds right? Parts of the area where the little blue flags are seen were recently replanted with indigenous flora.  As I walked there were a number of memorial benches honoring a lost loved one.  This one especially caught my eye because it had a “no smoking” sticker on it and behind were the charred remains of a slope that had recently seen fire.

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Later there was was a fork in the road. One was for a difficult path, the other more moderate.  I went for the difficult.  People on the trail were all friendly greeting one another with a “good morning” or “beautiful day isn’t it?”, so I was by no means unaccompanied.

I have to chuckle though because on my way there I’d debated taking mace with me since so many of our California canyons are filled with homeless and unfortunate dangerous characters, but as I parked, I could see I had plenty of company from families with children and dog walkers, so no worries.

 

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My new found friend Levi was right behind me and his mama in the background below. As you can see the climb up that gorge was quite narrow.  I mean he’s a little guy and there’s not a whole lot of room on either side of him.  It was a manual free climb up until the last little bit where a ladder presented itself.

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At one point in the narrow gorge there was this tall step up and the soil on it was sandy, so needless to say, I hesitated. Because it was narrow, there wasn’t a lot of room or handholds to place my hands in order to lift myself up.  Levi was patient however, and I ended up relying completely on thigh strength (and a prayer) to push forward and not slip back down onto my little friend.

 

You can see engraved graffiti here, but one gentleman informed me that the whole area had recently been closed down to clean up sections covered with graffiti both painted and carved. Sad, that people will do that, but they do.

Signs and there were signs everywhere, directional and cautionary signs. Signs to warn against trampling areas that could impact wildlife.Annies Trail 12Annies Trail 9

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At the top you can see the ocean and salt water marsh.  To the right is the freeway overpass and it’s expansion site although construction crews were not present.

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My hubby is always saying how marvelous it is to find these little hidden gems in our heavily congested city.  I couldn’t agree more.

Annie’s Canyon Trail was not a long hike but there were so many little side trails to take to make it a bit more so, that I took them.  The elevation gain was approximately 540 feet, so for the distance, it is quite steep.  For more information, the link will show you areas I did not get to go on because they were closed for construction, but I will go back.

On a humorous note, funny but not funny… you had to see it.

As I was walking out, I saw a little girl of about 5-6 years old pitching a fit, crying, “Daddy, I don’t like this! I don’t like it here!”  He told her they could go back, and her response was, “It’s far, we came a long way!”  I felt sorry for this father and his prima dona daughter. I wanted to give him words of encouragement but had no clue what to say. I hated to think what his future with her would be like.

Funny, I had just been marveling too, at how many families were out  having such a lovely, educational morning together with their children.  It was such  a beautiful day.  I guess the outdoors is not for everyone.

I liked it.

PS I just learned that my brother in law had a quadruple bi-pass and is doing okay for now.  Because their father died of a heart attack at age 34, both sons were checked early on so he has always known he had to be careful. He has been on medication,  watched his diet and all that. Still…  I hope he will be fine now.

 

Am I Losing My Best Friend?

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This  photo and a plaque I sent her a few years back, is what we were about.  The pic is real, when she and I were at daddy’s, “working the farm”.  The words on the plaque defined us and were a reminder, that no matter what, she was stuck with me. I think this wall display shows me she was okay with that.  It was apropos too, because in times past, it wasn’t unusual for me to embarrass the heck out of my little sister in one way or another, after all, I’m generally inclined to let it all hang out, so she never knew what to expect.  In my defense, on one occasion, I did so naively,  like when I called her a dildo in public not knowing what the word meant.  I can still see the look on her face, distancing herself from me, hiding behind a clothes rack, and trying to pretend not to know me,  hence the laugh.  She loved me anyway.

Seeing her in the state she was in,  wasn’t what I expected when I flew to Florida to visit her. Actually, I don’t know what I expected, but it didn’t take long for me to realize how badly she’d declined.  A part of me may have suspected some semblance of mom, but not really.

Aside from being greeted by a creepy critter…

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and the overwhelming smell of a litterbox  in dire need of cleaning when I walked in,  her apartment was nice.  She even had a corner that celebrates a part of our ancestry.

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These apartments are designed for businesses.  The two floors allow a tenant to live upstairs while conducting business below. She used the bottom as her massage room and office. There was everything from accountants, hair weavers, acupuncturists to well, you name it.

When I was told she had a brain tumor, I cried.  I wasn’t ready to lose my sister.  Like a parent, I’m thinking that birth order would dictate departure date and “certainly not any of my kids should go before me” or in this case not a younger sibling.

Well, she’s not going anywhere, at least not physically, but it is a tumor on the pituitary gland and it is having it’s affects. Not cancerous. She kept thinking it was Wednesday or Friday, but could never get the days right.  She repeated the same questions over and over again and it was exhausting.  She did, however, know who I was.  She thought we lived together, so when I said I’d be going home, or mentioned that my hubby, R was in California, she asked “Why, what’s he doing there?” On occasion, she seemed perfectly normal and then seconds later, she would ask an “out of the blue” question as though whatever went on previously had never occurred.

We talked about the tumor and surgery, which got postponed once again. She would promptly forget, but then hours later recall some semblance of our conversation. I talked about it further with her son who had observed the same thing.

Apparently, the kind of tumor she has, is not cancerous, so no one seems to be in a big hurry to operate, which is infuriating.  The doctors at Shand’s keep putting it off as if it is nothing. I guess in their world it isn’t an emergency but in Di’s, it is. She has no sense of time and her ability to function is getting progressively worse.  The neurosurgeon’s at this university hospital are supposedly to be the best. However, it’s the ENT,  that seem’s to be holding up the “show”.

My brother, “M” shows up a few days later and is devastated by the change in her.

Before he arrived, one of her son’s and I took her to the eye doctor, because as I mentioned earlier, what clued us there was something wrong, is that she is losing her sight and it came on suddenly.di22

The eye doctor is great.  We were there a very long time, but he was thorough.  The good thing, and this is important to the surgery, is that the tumor is not impinging upon the optic nerve, not that it isn’t affecting the loss of sight.  However, it lets the surgeons know where to go to remove it or better yet, where they don’t need to go.  The ophthalmologist believes some of her sight will return and what doesn’t, he believes, he can remedy, at least in part.  So, the good news is she won’t be completely blind.

A question her son had for me was, could Nonie (our mom) have had the same thing?! As I observe my sister’s symptoms, I begin to wonder too. This tumor causes depression, affects hormones and can display itself in many ways. The first diagnosis told us it was genetic.  Then one of the links her son sent  with information on Craniopharyngioma, does not indicate that. I’m not sure I have the right one because this link does not mention it as hereditary. The original doctor had said it was, which is why we wondered about mom.

The procedure is called an endoscopic pituitary surgery, transphenoidal …  anyway, I’ve included the technical but interesting information.  Again, this is info sent by the sons.  Since some of this information differs from what I was originally told, I guess we will wait and see.  Supposedly, she should be fine once the procedure is done.

Right now, she is tired and sleeps a great deal.  She has all the symptoms of dementia and the Alzheimer’s mother was diagnosed with, with the exception of the tiredness.  Mother was constantly mobile, but again, according to the initial information sent, each person develops unique symptoms.

My sister is craving mostly Coke  and hamburgers, but this can include any carbonated drink . . . when she’s not sleeping.  She was never a big meat eater, so this is unique to her.   She gets tired easily and gets cranky when she’s at that point.

Di did not remember any of her doctor visits, so present time events are easily forgotten, but then surprisingly surfaces later as an event that took place long ago.

One of the first things I did when I arrived was liven up the place with Halloween decorations, which she got excited about.  When we lived together, we would always dress up for the kids, like I still do, so you can imagine her disappointment when I said I wouldn’t be there, but. . . that was quickly forgotten moments later.  The upstairs windows were decorated with fall leaves only.di23

ROAD TRIP

“M”, having arrived a few days later, and I decide to take her to visit family in Alabama, especially our other sister “S”,  who does not have the resources to travel.  Both sisters liked that.  I think “S” was on the verge of auctioning off her firstborn to get the funds to come down. She was understandably concerned, so you can imagine her delight when she learned we were coming to her.  That, was an adventure in of itself.  When we arrived, the GPS screen showed us this and announces, “you are there”, and that was pretty much what we saw initially,  we laughed.  Actually, there was a two story barn to our left and further up, also on the left was a nice modular.di18

Di walked some of the property (but not all 18 acres) with us as my brother marveled at how nice it was, but after about an hour or two she asked to lie down. She slept the remainder of the visit. Fortunately, she was awake long enough for us to get a nice photo of us girls and “S”s two twin grandkids.

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On our way to see “S”,  we stopped off  in Atlanta to visit my daughter, the actor.  Di, surprisingly was awake for a good part of that leg of the trip, but dosed a little before we arrived.

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From big city to the country.

After leaving “S” we stayed the night in our home town of Attalla and had a nice dinner. Mine was the catfish, Di had the “hamburger” and steak was “M’s.  Of course, another must have while in the south and what you don’t see with our meals is the plate of fried pickles on the right, which as you can see were gone by the time our food arrived.

 

 

Since our trip was going to be very short,  I posted to our family and church friends that we were passing through and those that got the message in time came out to meet us at a Noccolula Falls Park.  We knew Di could never handle stopping off at more than one place, so we had them come to us. I picked the Falls because I knew, that was a landmark that despite our being away so long, would not move.  More friends arrived but unfortunately we got to talking and socializing so much, I forgot to keep taking pictures. We got countless texts later from those who had not seen my post in time.  Again after about two hours, she had to retire to the truck, but all in all, she did fairly well. We stopped at a “Jack’s” for a hamburger and she then slept all the way home. di14di13

The trip had tired her and the next day she shooed us off. We had suggested heading to St. Augustine, but she said she was too tired.  “M” and I,  went ahead and went, had lunch and walked on the beach for awhile then headed back home.

 

 

 

 

We had wanted to visit the Alligator Farm but didn’t want to stay away too long.  We were gone a little over 3 hours which is her normal nap time length. When we arrived, she was still asleep, but awoke a little later, saying she was looking forward to going to the beach tomorrow. OMG!   “M” and I looked at each other and chuckled.  Instead, we told her that would be a great idea and asked her if she’d ever been to the Alligator Farm… so we went.

 

 

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We would have lunch with her at Sweetberries back in Gainesville and then a dinner with her son and his family on our last day.

 

 

We convinced “M” to take one of her cats, which she’d not had for long, especially since her son is making room to move her into his home with his family.  They have never had pets due to allergies and they are making the concession for Thomas.

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as a kitten hiding under our house. He had helped her get through helping me care for mother, so there’s a lot of history with those two.  In the meantime, Priscilla has settled nicely with “M” in San Antonio.di25

Pre-op is due on the 20th of November, so hopefully soon, we will get our sister back.

I took my flight back home on Alaska, and happened to end up in premium class, which was phenomenal. 

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