I"m Back and I Bring Drama

The Man spirited me away from Phoenix to beautiful downtown Laughlin, Nevada. You'll know that that's a sarcastic comment if you've ever been to Laughlin. Marilyn, had I known that's where I was going ahead of time, I would have tried to meet with you. I did my best to make sure that it was at least 5 hours between meals, but I did eat my share of crap. I made it back with only one extra pound that is already gone. Not sure why, but I am STARVING this week so keeping to 3 meals a day is harder than it was last week. Oh, oh, oh! Night before last I had a bad night. Make that 4 meals for Monday. It was 3:00 am and I was still WIDE~AWAKE. I had taken a full compliment of pain meds, meletonin, and muscle relaxers as prescribed. I was so wide awake, but drugged that I'm sure I looked like a crazed lemur. I dusted and vacuumed the bedroom, did some laundry, cleaned the bathroom, watered the plants and stared at the ceiling. Sleep would not come. I had meetings all the next day so had to get some sleep so I took a Lunesta. Slept great. Woke up covered in chocolate and caramel with a light dusting of Pringles. Mmmmm.... After we got home from Laughlin Sunday, I cleaned everybody's crap out of the car, threw all the left over junk food away and thought I was back on the path of healthy eating. It would appear that Lunesta turned me into a Nocturnal Dumpster Diver. Maybe I didn't eat that much because I certainly seemed to be wearing most of it. We came back early because The Man got a call that his 102 year old mother was unresponsive and the assistive living facility that she is in had called 911. Drama, drama, drama. He had approved the doctor putting his mom on Morphine for hip pain because that seemed to be the pain relief that works best for her and she's been doing well on it for a long time. His sister had a fit when she found out that The Mom was on Morphine, demanded that The Man surrender his Medical Power of Attorney and insisted that The Mom be taken off the Morphine. He didn't do it so it appears that The Sister told the doc that The Man wanted to stop the Morphine and The Mom got put on Methadone instead. The Mom lapsed into a deep sort of lack of consciousness and has been that way ever since. She is now in Hospice. I've been spending my free time reading to her. I don't understand The Sister's thinking in denying her mother pain relief. Did she worry that her mother would be a 102 year drug addicted hooker turning tricks for a Morphine fix? I'm going on the record right now and stating that when I am 102, if I think I want Crack, somebody damned well better go out and get me some Crack. Dog next door is still next door. I'm keeping the cats locked in my bedroom until it's gone and me and the cats are starting to get on each other's nerves. I talked to the neighbors yesterday and they have every intention of taking the dog in when they can afford it and I sure hope it's soon. In the meantime, Stinky just hacked up a big old phlegm gob on my foot. She also growls at me everytime I move on the bed. I told her it's my damned bed and she ought to get a job and buy her own bed. That cat's got some bad habits. Got an x-ray this week and I have bursitis in my hips. I'm grateful that it's not arthritis like the doctor first thought, but next Thursday I have the pleasure of a needle deep in the hip joint, followed by an epidural for the back pain. Yippie! OK, that's it from the Land of Hairballs and Cranky Cats. Connie

Boy can I relate to you. Here it is 2:58 AM and I am on this ____computer. I have had lots of problems sleeping for the past few months. PCP told me to take benedryal. That does absolutely nothing to me. Thank goodness I do not have to go into work tomorrow. That would be a 100 mile one way trip. At least I am not sleeping at the wheel ........yet. We also have hairballs. We got new cat food for inside cats and to get relief from hairballs. I guess it must be working great. We find long haired "thingys" all over the place. We also have one cat...lady who hisses at Dalton everytime she sees him. All he has wanted to do was pet her.........but that is not working. I do not understand it.. Sorry about The Man's mom. We had "issues" with my mom on those potent pain meds and she would sleep all day and night and have no clue what was going on around her. Right now I could use some of that stuff they gave to her. My eating habits are changing due to the new job and the long drive. Hope it changes to the good. I do not have time to graze right now.... That is all my rambling for now....

Welcome home! Do you wonder if the neighbors are having an issue not money wise with putting the dog in a different place? I hate it when something like that happens. Someone will say O I'm going to do this then don't have the humph to do it. Sorry your sleeping in one room with the hairball cat. I have a long haired hairball cat too! She is on the specail diet for indoor hairball cats. I also find long disgusting things she's hacked up usually with my feet at 2am when I step out of bed to go to the bathroom. Makes me wide eyed in seconds. I can create my own long hair balls at that point. I'm putting the great vacation spot you visited on my list of things to do! good to have you back.

I missed you! Ok, here's an idea - when we DO finally have our Marcher's reunion (I guess we should call it our Marcher's Union, because it will be our first get together!) - we should all bring our cats and throw them all into the same room at the same time and see what happens. My Ginger will cower in the corner with her head tilted to the left (she has some damage to her eardrum from an ear infection that was not taken care of when she was in Montreal with Jillian - she walks with her left ear almost touching the ground - she's not in pain, but it's pretty comical looking); my Arlie will jump on top of the highest perch and scream with the loudest cat voice you've ever heard, like Mustafa on top of Pride Rock. Your turn! Maureen

That sounds interesting! I can tell you that Felix, my 'little old man' cat, will sit in the corner, looking wise and watch all the other cats. Penny Marie, the baby, will have a great time jumping on everyone's tail. Another one of her past times is sitting in a chair looking into space like a cadet. She's really something.... Also, I will be expecting some crack from Connie for my 102nd birthday. It's something to look forward to...... Love ya! Joanie

I was actually in Laughlin & in the Riverside on Wednesday If I had known where you were would have at least said Hi! I am glad you had a good time & sorry about The Man's Mom, but if she is 102 then what a life she has had. HOpefully things will turn around for him & his family at this time. Glad you are back & hope things settle down with your cats & the dog next door. Ladybug Marilyn