D D Hip Hip Hooray! Have a psyche appointment for Thursday :0)

Stopped at the nurses station after I dropped the urine sample off at the lab and talked to hubby's primary's nurse Kathy. She said she'd get me the appointment I wanted and no sooner was I back to the house when she called to give me the date and time. Thursday February 2nd at 3, but first his primary wants to see him at 2:30 before he sees the psyche Alex. :0) 

I was number 2 to learn that Chris is not coming up from Florida. Within an hour of waking Saturday morning he became very ill.   Has has put his trip up from FL to March. 
I'm sure that the W.B. is thrilled.

One of Logan's doctors called while I was out with hubby's urine sample and told Jill that  they are just about positive that Logan had/has Cat Scratch Fever.  That's what his bloodwork is showing. In THREE WEEKS they will be POSITIVE!  They have a cat at his dad's named Throttle. He belongs to Erzi ,his 8/9 year old step brother and that little boy loves his cat. Recently it scratched Logan. Jill was told that unless they can prove this cat has had it's shots, Logan can not be around that cat.  In our hearts we know it hasn't been vaccinated against anything.  Animals are replacable there. Now Jill and I are feeling bad, cause we know this will be a death sentence for that cat :0(
   His dad ( the ex SIL from Hell ) called him and was arguing to the fact it wasn't the cat or C.S.FEVER.
Heard alot of , "but dad )'s and at the end of the conversation I heard logan say, " I'm believing the great docotrs at Tufts, dad." His dad is always good at saying " who do you believe? Me or _____. "
His mom always tells him when he is in a quandry over stuff like this, " trust with your own heart in what you believe."

It's Wednesday now.     Jill just came back from driving him to school. First day of school for him in two weeks.  She had to give the school nurse his anti biotics to give him at noon as rx'd.

No W.B. Soooooooooooo I surmised out loud that he must be working at the fire station. 
From her I heard he stormed out at 3 a.m. Had a melt down.  Cash was scratching at her door to go out to pee and Lady was patiently waiting behind him , so she got up to put them out.  He got pissed that she caters to every one else, but him.  This had been building up during the evening. She spent her evening cooking for the four of them and doing laundry while he watched tv by himself.  Nothing much has been unpacked at the place he rented and he stews over the fact that she won't go there and help him out.  Not my job, she tells him.  When he packed 50 coloring books up and hundreds of crayons and colored markers and his daughter's baby toys, she told him then to get rid of most of it. Don't move with it. He went on about how he should take his ring back and find someone that will do these things for him and she agreed. He threw this at her. " All you do is cook a meal for me every now and then."   ( yeah, that I paid for.)
This is all old shit with him. Same song; one thousandth verse. I shit you not!
Being cute.... I told her not to fear, he'll be back tonight cause he knows she is making her spaghetti sauce and he loves it.    ME TOO, but I'm going to pass it up..............I think. :0( At this very moment 8:20 a.m. she is preparing her sauce and the aroma coming from the kitchen is teasing my salivary glands. :0( Droolllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

Tracie came last night and we sat at the kitchen table a few hours. I nuked her leftovers.  Made the salmon patties, fresh green beans and shared one quarter of a large nuked sweet potato with hubby. He always eats his plain....while I load mine with butter. NOT THIS TIME and surprisingly PLAIN was GOOD! Maybe not BETTER, but GOOD and better for me. ;0)
Tracie of course is depressed and hubby's outburst sunk her lower, she said. Prayed to die the last few nights.
I need to make it known that maybe if she wasn't here every single day/night, he wouldn't be as upset with her.  I don't know that for fact, but there are many times I myself wish she wouldn't show up so that I wouldn't have to entertain her.  I want to lay down or watch tv or play in my computer or knit and consentrate on what I am doing. Sooooooooooooo while what hubby did the other night upset me...I can empathise with him some. More than once during her visit he has to ask her to leave the room so he can pee.

It's now 10:40 a.m. . Hubby and I are both showered and dressed to go to the chiropractors. :0)
I put on a brand new size 14 dark brown pair of Dockers that I have had since the end of summer. I can close and zip them up ..... don't think I could have a week ago.  When I could finally fit into a size 14,  I went a little crazy, buying clothes. Moreeeeeeee than a little crazy . While I love my purchases and haven't worn alot of them ( always saving them for THAT SPECIAL TIME ) and in my life those days are few and far between...I do not want to stay in a size 14.  No pleasing me, huh????
While I wore a size 10 for years at one time, just about til the time I retired at age 62......remembering back to my pictures, my face looked too thin to me.  ONCE UPON A TIME...it didn't. 
Having gained and loss the weight one other time in my life, I'll know when I've hit my goal.

Back from the chiro. It's sprinkling/raining out. Had thought I'd go see a long time friend that can't get out anymore and give her books I've gathered from the V.A. Every now and then I think I've found something she'd like to read.  If not her daughter or others in her complex.  Made hubby and I tuna sandwiches for lunch and he's complaining that I put too much tuna in his.Took a few bites and left it.  He won't starve. gave him Wheaties with sliced bananas after his late shower.  Last night it was...the salmon patties had no taste. Hurrumph! I used red salmon and that is suppose to have more flavor then pink. Did forget to put a little chopped green pepper in the mix, but I still enjoyed mine. I use salt...he doesn't. Oh welllllllllllllllllll

After our appointment I drove to the post office and when I passed the Moose, I thought I saw the W.B.'s car.  Mentioned it to Jill. She said if it's him and he's drunk , he can leave when he comes. 
I did not use the one and only handi-capped parking space in front of the post office as I am not handi-capped. Low and behold...the next person into the parkinglot DID.  In our state, if the handi-capped person is not emerging from the car... than no matter if you are tending to their business and purchasing something for them...YOU CAN NOT PARK IN HANDI-CAPPED PARKING!  This guy was middle aged and could walk with the best of them....his passenger was much older and had a cane next to her. He be BAD!
Might add...he was kind of handsome.  Old ladies can still look! ;0)

Who Knew?
I wash my hair with shampoo and it runs down my whole body. On the bottle the label clearly reads: For  EXTRA volume and body. No wonder I have been gaining weight!
From now on I am going to wash my hair with Dawn dish soap. It's label reads: Dissolves FAT that is otherwise difficult to remove. :0)

and my personal favorite.....

Compliments from yellowdoggrannys blog.

(((hugs)))Pat

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