D D Got out of the bed on the

wrong side this morning. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Heard hubby moaning about his legs killing him which woke me sometime during the night, Then I heard no more and nodded back off.
Near five a.m. I woke to pee and grabbed his oxy's from where I hide them ...just in case he woke again in pain. Wouldn't you know it ....just as soon as I got comfortable ( had leg pains myself going on ) HE WAKES TO PEE.  Offered him his pain med which he took . Sooooooooooooooooo he wants me to reach the headboard light ( which is on his side ) and I do. Him turning his body to position himself to get between the two safety bars on his side of the bed is a slow process in itself. Then he slowly rises and slowly turns and by the time he sits on the potty he usually has started to wet himself.  Then he sits and sits and sits. NO longer is there a steady stream of urine. sighhhhhhhh   Dribs and drabs and STOP and GO. Finally he begins the longggggggg process of drying himself.( I joke to myself that he is playing with himself ;0)  ) For this...he uses hand towels as he feels wet ALL OVER down there; even when he isn't. ( I picked up another 6 white hand towels last night at Walmart. )
As he is wiping and wiping himself I see him open his nightstand and I inquire as to what he is doing. ( Mind you,,,I am hoping to fall back to sleep. ) "Nothing" he says. I KNEW DIFFERENT. I shit you not!
He sits...I see him reaching...I hear the crinkle crinkle from the cookie box and seeing Lady sitting looking up at him was a : dead giveaway" . WTF!  The dog can't wait another hour or less for her cookie?????
Logan gets woke at 6:15 for school and Jill is up way before him enjoying a hot cup of tea and making him his morning chocolate milk. 
It was close to midnight before the two of us turned in for the night and I DO NOT get the naps in during the day that he does orrrrrrrrr sleep as late in the morning as he does.
That was five fifteen and it's now six twenty five ...which at this time finds Logan showering for school.
Berween 5:45 and this time, Jill and I chatted. Gil was ON something when he came home last night.
Julie never answered her texts about what time he left to come home. NICE ...fuckin nice. Co-operation is needed.  Oh and if you remember what time he left here from my last blog and what time he called and told Julie he would be there to fix the cement stairs. Well 1:30 became 3 and he left here before noon. Ten mile drive. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
When I came home from shopping with Tracie around nine, he was on the phone and his voice WAS NOT HIS NORMAL VOICE. He sounded like he had a BAD COLD. Didn't sound anything like himself. sighhhh
Jill tells me she woke numerous times during the night and would come check on him and he was stilllll on his effffin cell phone ...talking.  TV going. Her ass is dragging this morning. 
He is suppose to work with Butchie today and she says he won't want to get up. Last time she told hm to shut the TV off was around four. My advise to her was " wake his happy ass up and make him go." Then I thought...on the other hand, that means he has more money for DOPE/DRUGS/ POISONED HEROIN!
SHIT!    
I set this information out ....you do know that if he is stopped driving your car he is UNDER THE INFLUENCE.  I know, she said.  Now WASN'T the time to say NOR WILL ANY TIME, be good to say, " how do you like it." 
Hahaha We/ SHE and LOGAN have woken Gil with their parting goodbyes as he heads off to school. Dang ...he fell right back to sleep. SMALL WONDER on less than a few hours of sleep.
Logan's ass will be dragging when he gets home from school. He didn't fall to sleep until ten thirty and one can only imagine what hours he kept at his dads. He and his friend Kenny have been known to be awake at 3 a.m. on a weekend here and Jill has had to threaten no sleepover unless you two are in bed by midnight.
Kenny went with him this weekend.   Julie dropped them off at a golf course type of thing. I'd pity the grounds if those two were on "the green." The EX SIL from HELL had NOT ONE, but TWO SETS of golf clubs that he gave to Logan and Logan in turn gave a set to Kenny for his birthday.  ( ANOTHER HOBBY/WHATEVER that her ex bought himself everything ) and got tired of. 
I don't think neither Logan or Kenny know what they are doing, but you have to begin somewhere. ;0)
Just not on my lawns. I have enough holes from his dog Cash in my front and back lawn. :0(

Sooooooooooooooooooo the sad new is....I didn't find that vendor that had that deep burgundy red sconce that was to be hung on a wall. Their sconces like this were displayed with a small white Christmas light set inside, but dry flowers/fern was what I would use it for. Just enough, but not too much to hide the shape that I love.....sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
 shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I hear hubby moaning.  .
Got up to check on him ....he must have changed position in bed. As I made myself a FRSH HOT cuppa Joe, Jill and I chatted. When I began talking about Michael Jackson's death being such a WASTE and the talent he had that NOBODY will ever get close to his genius...she said," I miss him."  Hey...ME TOO. I will miss out on what might have been had he lived. His mind must have been working 24/7 . No wonder he couldn't sleep. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I was surprised to hear that we agree on Michael Jackson.  Elvis was in my time. Loved his singing and performing, but even he can not compare to Michael.   Weird...YES HE WAS!  No doubt about it!
   7:37 a.m.  Where was I....oh the Christmas Fair. Bought a bird house and a bird feeder. Super nice...green roofs to match my house ;0) and not cheap, nor cheaply made. I would have loved to buy the pole house, BUT where would I put it with dogs and kids running around both yards in  warm weather. The metal Martin house sits on a telescopic pole that sits wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy up high. That's as good as it gets for the birdies here . Then I have other houses in trees and nailed to the shed and fence. I have my own aviary going on out there. ;0)
7:44 I hear, " where's my coffee." My day has begun.
My biggest purchase that sent my heart pitter pattying was and old fashioned push sled like my parents would have used for moi. Grapevine and white lights surround the outside and inside sits  nicely placed Christmassy things and flowers, a stuffed snowman and a decorated tree that stands taller behind him.
I know, I know. I promised pics.  Then I can't find where I downloaded them. I will take a pic and.....here's hoping.  NOW WHERE TO PUT IT ??? If I hadn't have purchased it, I would have been kicking myself in the ass later on. This isn't something you would see every day or even one like it next Christmas season.   THIS ONE DIDN'T GET AWAY! :0)
The desserts I bought. FORGET IT!  SINFUL!
8:05 I hear, "this coffee is cold."  Sureeeeeeeeeeeeeee, you let it sit there while you work to sit up ....then give the dogs their cookies while telling each one to " sit, give me your paw" before you take a sip of your coffee, IT'S BOUND TO BE COLD.!  I took a sip like he requested and it is luke warm.  No surprise there.  I shit you not!
Butch is here. He woke Gil and he's in the shower.  Hope he gets some work out of him.;0) They are heading to Holden to do a remodeling job. 
No work got done on my house yesterday. I needed a day off anyway. ;0)

Must,must ,MUST make a call for an appointment to get myself adjusted. Must, must,MUST go to the place to order Tracie a sweatshirt with the Indian head on it. They have sweatshirts on hand, but no 2xs Jill said.
Speical Order. The Indians are our highschool football team name. 

Just your typical morning in my house.  Hubby kept feeling like he had to piss and was sitting and sitting on his pot. Had to piss and only.....came up EMPTY. ;0)  Back in bed, the urge returns. Used his urinal and played the waiting game again. Peed. Next step would be cathereting him.
Cleaned and sterilized his pot and urinal and the toilet was stopped up. Worked to get that in working order. Plunge, plunge,plunge.  Before that Jill was counting her pills. One of her meds Clonadine was down ten pills. It seems not too long ago ( before Gil was using ) he told his mom that some of his friends ( cough,cough,gag at that word ) took Clonadine to stop them from being sick after doing drugs. She would have never known that use of her high blood pressure med  without him volunteering that info before she was taking that med and....she retained that info. WE BOTH KNOW WHERE THEY WENT!  Gil is sounding like a different person this morning. Last night he sounded like he was coming out of a coma. I shit you not!
NOW BOTH OF US are keeping a closer eye on meds that druggies can use or sell for their drug of choice.

Bought two Plecostmus at PetSmart last night. The tail of one is hanging out of one of the kois mouths.
FISH CRUELTY! I shit you not1 Jill tells me NOW that I should have bought a BIGGER SIZE. One is still alive...but for how long. Until the other koi finds it??????
Expensive fish food.     I shit you not!
  Walmart was a bust as far as my refill on RX's went. Got here after six and the pharmacy was closed.
Of course, I did other shopping. Bird seed, a strong Beagle proof ( maybe ) toy, 2 boxes of dog cookies ( hubby is shortening their life span) giving them treats every day.

Just euthanize me....pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Made a call to get an appointment to get adjusted and hubby wanted to go too. I had one half hour to shower, dress and get him ready and out the door.  Damned near killed myself getting him over the lip of the sliding door, across cement that has lifted in place ( frost heaves in the winter ) to the gate...which was barricaded by a cinder block, NOT ON ONE, but BOTH SIDES of the gate. Get one pulled away ...had to run out the front door and remove the one on that side. Get hubby down the ramp, to the car, in the car, fold and lift his transport chair into the trunk ...............................screw it, I'm making myself tired and sore just writing about it. I shit you not!
Whatever good the adjustment made to my weary body ...IT WAS UNDONE by the getting him back in the car and home. Son Randy was here to push him up the ramp and in.  :0) 
We get to do this FUN thing all over again Wednesday at 11:25.
  Made him two grilled cheese and all he did was bitch it tasted like salt and didn't want the second sandwich. Mind you the last time I made him one I heard no complaint. The time before that I did.
Guess it depends on which way the wind is blowing on a certain day. ;0)
Logan is home from school and son Michael just walked in the door to begin the wiring on the bedroom. It's 2;10 anddddddddddddddddd I want to sleep. Michael is asking where some of the wall plugs he wired for are. Someone dry walled over them. More loud sounds of disgust. Someone moved the wiring from where he had it ( regulations ) in the closet.  WTF!  Earlier Randy told me that John forgot I wanted an outlet outside my slider and John did the siding there. More WTF.  I want to run the little waterfall Randy gave me a few years ago where I can see it lying in bed. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
This is the worst Tim The Tool Man episode you can imagine. I shit you not!

Let's skip over the hours between when I last wrote and NOW.
The W.B. just led Jill through the door and as they passed by me he said,"she's going to bed."
She looks LOADED!     I'm disgusted.
Earlier she told me that the EX FROM HELL and his wife Julie told Gil all about what I she had been telling them and he was BS to no end of the earth at her saying he will never trust her again.
So now I'm having a heated discussion with the W.B. about encouraging her drinking. He claimed she called him around two and told him she was heading to the Jade Pacific, so he left work early.
Eventually all three were in her room, Jill,Gil,Butch and a heated discussion is going has been going on in there for over an hour.  Tracie has been sitting here and can hear the LOUD VOICES emitting through the door. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  
It's a fucking FUNNY FARM.
Hubby was yelling that he was so cold he couldn't move his legs to stand. Wanted me to go out to the sheds or trailer and find one of our pelonis heaters and plug it in by the bed facing him.  I jacked the heat up. IXNAY on the Pelonis. He was also requesting to being taken to the hospital. sighhhhhhhhh Just shoot me!
Just remembered I had clothes in the washer to dry. Clothes that will need folding as soon as they are dry.
How the hell did the pioneer women do it???????? 
   Called my best girlfriend in AK while Tracie ran for the pizza. The two of us compared notes and had ourselves a Pity Party.  Her husband has had a stroke a few years back and hasn't told her he loves in  many years, nor does he know how to say these two words, Thank You.    Shit...I thought I had it bad.
Our husbands could almost be twins. Almost, BUT NOT QUITE.

It's Tuesday morning.
Jill  walked past me this morning and said " if I said anything to you that hurt you last night, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I got drunk too. "  There were some words in there about her son Gil . As I said to the W.B.t night, If drinking solved your problems I'd be a DRUNK. 
Apparently the EX  SIL from Hell, his wife and Jill were suppose to confront Gil ( all together )with the lies, etc. that he has been doing ...just before it was time to head back to MS . It was suppose to be somewhat like an intervention....and at that late date, he wouldn't be able to RUN. Make the choice to get help sort of thing.  Then the SOB tells him everything he has heard from Jill so far and Gil hates his mother for going behind his back and, and, and, Yeah ALL THAT BULL SHIT!  Getting her on the defensive, so to speak. Druggies and alkies KNOW WHAT THEY DO and how to change things around. sighhhhhhhhhh
I don't know if anything she said to him got through to him. DOUBT IT! 
She has told me that she has already written his obituary. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I know her heart is aching and she has mentioned she now knows what she has done to my heart, BUT I guess my heart can be broken again and again, cause last night it was.
So why did that SOB tell him THE PLAN? Was it all B/S on his part about a rehab and it's getting down to the wire and there is NO EFFFIN REHAB ? Some fathers DO NOT DESERVE THAT TITLE. Nor do some mothers...to be fair.
 I shit you not!


This morning began on the WRONG FOOT!    Tuesday
Hubby moaned and groaned during the night about the pain he was in. This morning he accused me of not giving him his night time meds. I sure the shit did !  Annnnnnnnnnd there they were .. five.on the floor beside the bed and the cup dispenser was in his trash bucket along with another 3 pills.
When I handed them to him he was trying to pee and yelled at me to just set them down. I DID! Then I went back to the kitchen table to make occasional conversation with Tracie, blog and listen the the goings on in Jill's bedroom.
So hubby is yelling at me that I never told him they were there and all THAT BULLSHIT!  I was giving it right back to him.
Went to hand him his morning meds and he is playing with the fucking box of dog cookies. WHY??? Well Ginger didn't get a full cookie, it was missing a piece and he was trying to find it. Insert SCREAM HERE! I shit you not! I stand and STAND with the dispenser cup extended out to him in my hand.....and STAND.
Finally I blew my stack. " Put those fucking dog cookies down and take your meds She has had ENOUGH."
Then he started on about not having enough cover at night and I hogged it all...... cough,cough, it was the other way around.Next I"m told that I kick him with my knees all night.
 I'm standing there sizing up our bed and when he inquired, I said, " I'm trying to figure out how we can make twin beds out of this bed with the massive pier wall headboard." About now I'd like to take a saw to the mattress. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

MORE FUN!  I kept telling hubby that Kathy would be coming to wash him up. Even up to minutes before she came when I caught him maneuvering his way into the bathroom. To do what, you ask? To ask me where I kept my hairdryer and he proceeded to wash his electric razor heads out and dry them with the dryer. Of course Kathy came and saw him standing in their without his ankle brace on and no one with him. I had just got through saying that she will say that there is no need for her to come if he is getting in there on his own. HA....when she asked him what he was doing and why didn't he wait for her, he told her that I never told him she was coming. WTF! At least 3xs I told him .  I told him so and he denied to her I told him. Ya know...I actually think he thinks he's right. He told her I'm always yelling at him. Well, duh...after some of the stupid shit he does. I threw my hands up in the air and said. ' looks like he wants to end up in the hospital and give me a vacation."
After she left I grabbed my chance to poo. On the throne I hear," can you get me some cereal? To which I yelled out, " as soon as I'm done shitting.' sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 
That done...with a nice banana sliced up in it and a "thank you" from him :0) the phone rings. Some nice lady I'm sure..... wanting  to speak to hubby and when I told her he was in bed she said "actually I wanted to speak to either Mr or Mrs" and asked me for a few minutes of my time to see if I would be interested in going door to door in my neighborhood collecting for cancer.  I said, Honey, I know it's for a good cause, but I am caring for an invalid husband and I'm ready to take a long walk off a short pier. 
   Randy and John are here. Welllll Randy was, but the clothes closet thing he bought for $130 was not practical for us and he is out exchanging it while John does whatever he is doing.  As soon as they came he told me they had to leave early today. John has an appointment at 2 and he is driving him there.
There goes that idea of stepping out with Tracie this P.M. while he would be here in case hubby needed help.
   Around nine this morning it was bedlam in here. I got the message from Michelle last night that Jill and Gil were to be at the shop to help prep food at ten a.m.. Then they would run home and dress in their nice white shirts and black Dockers.  Welllllllllllllllllll Jill got a call from her irate BIL Joe that they were suppose to be there at 9.  He had given Gil the message after Michelle told me 10.   NOW... when he told her that she would be working with him today at this office Christmas Party he told her he would call her the next day with the hours. DIDN'T HAPPEN. I told her to give it right back to him when she got there. Gil was flying to shower and dress, work clothes needed to be located and I'm ironing an efffin tuxedo dress shirt. Yeah, you read that right. I WAS IRONING!  I'm a glutten for punishment. I shit you not!

I give... hubby calls me in to see the phycic John Edward ( miss his show :0(  ) giving a reading to Anderson Cooper, mother the famous Gloria?  The police scanner was blaring over the volume of the tv and I had my nose almost touching the tv and still was missing words. In futility I turned around and left our room.
I have the tv and scanner noise behind me ( as well as hubby's moans and groans. It's a habit now, I think. ), the washer and dryer to the front of where I sit at the table at my laptop and to my right...a radio blaring ( well playing ) in that empty bedroom as well as hammering going on. The bathroom to the left of me is void of noise at the moment.
Just wait til the wood floor goes down. I had to purchase a special nail gun? to put that wood floor down.
One can only imagine what that noise will be like. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I think I may have mentioned from time to time that I live in a FUNNY FARM!
OMG! It's 11:30. Well 11:27 anyway. Where has the time gone?????

Before I forget...stay away from any Whoope Pie booths at Fairs. A Sample is fine, but to eat a whole one...it's too icky sweet. 
Hunger made me nuke a stuffed chicken breast and I was shaking as I ate it. Too much of a SUGAR HIGH from the whoopie pie this morning with my coffee.
While I was eating I heard John moan out in pain. Followed by, " oh fuck, I've stabbed myself with a drill bit."  
Now I am suppose to call and wake Tracie . Did. No answer. Call box has not been set up to leave a message. She doesn't know how. Want to tell her 6 p.m. would be better for me than 2 p.m. if it's alright with her.
  Not long after I heard John moan out in pain, I heard hubby moanig "oh fuck,oh fuck." I inquired as to the reason for those words. "I've pissed my pj pants again. I don't know how I do that."
Mind you it was less than twenty minutes before that  that he shit, no sooner got back to bed and had to pee and did. Then he had to piss again. Okay, remind yourself Pat, it's the enlarged prostrate . He can't help what he does.  HIS PISSER IS BROKE!

Sooooo how's this for feeling stupid.  When young Gil lost all all the XTRA POUNDS he was carrying around on his body and began to look good. Went from a 36 waist to a 32 . Large,XL shirts to a M ....I had NO CLUE as to how he lost that weight and I bet if I ask Jill she did not recognise that sign either.
THEN.... in the last few months I have been missing teaspoons.  Like....who the hell was tossing them in the trash with a paper plate they ate off of. DUH!   Jill and I added two and two together the other day and came up with...... HEROIN USE.  NOW...I have missed teaspoons from each set of silverware I have owned when my kids were little, but they took them to dig in the dirt outdoors.  I HAD NOOOOOOOO CLUE. 

Hubby went ballistic around 4:30. Crying and saying he was FREEZING and wanted to be taken to the hospital as he couldn't walk now and they would keep him warm. Cough, cough...How many times did I enter a hospital room he was in or a rehab and the A/C was BLASTING ( including the E.R.cubicle and he wanted more blankets and was asking them to turn the A/C off ( when someone finally popped into his room that is ) and even then they mostly ignored his pleas.  I reminded him of that. HE DENIED IT!! sighhhhhhh
Sooooooooo I gave him a thermal top and bottom and turned the electric mattress cover on to #5 and went out to the trailer and sheds to find one of our two Pelonis heaters. So far he hasn't asked for the heater, BUT I have it at the ready. He asked me for the temp thing we have hanging on the wall and warmed me NOT TO try to warm it up before I gave it to him. SEVENTY FIVE.  Now he claims it's broke.    sighhhhhhhhhhhhh
Our bedroom is the only room in the house with cathedral ceilings....yes heat rises, I agree, BUT the rest of the house is a SWEAT BOX!


Tracie is on her way. It's 5:30. I haven't showered. My Cher, her husband Dana and Shayla will be here around 6. Shayla had a doctor appointment near here. I'm sure she is looking forward to getting more of the things I picked up for the kids and Dana's work shoes with the non slid soles. May need gas money.
Their church got them some food until their food stamps get approved again....if that woman who is handling their claim gets that hair across her ass cut off. 
 Did try to nap bewteen 1:45 and 2:45. Heard the phone ring three times and Logan answered them. Last call was from Cheryl and I picked it up.

I'll post this tomorrow.
My daughter and Tracie have arrived.

That's All Folks!