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ssake, it's going okay. It keeps my mind occupied and that's a good thing. I just wish I got paid more and for my time off, but I'm part time with no benefits. We get the difficult customer now and again but mostly very nice people. Yesterday was crazy busy and today was pretty slow. I think my job is good for me. Gets me out and about and it's something I HAVE to do. Not like putting off thank yous or mopping the floor. :)
pat u were talking about cancer on the skin . they need to come out . my dad has had cancer all over his face and arms . they hurt and he is all the time picking at it
Oh Mama picked the livin' daylights out her arm, that cancer started right near a sore she got by snaggin' it on a wall molding nail, then one day she pulled off the band aid (she changes 'em like I change channels), and it took her hide right plumb off with it (she's got that reeeeal thin onion skin like skin). She constantly worried the hell out of it (threats of Tabasco sauce on her fingers did absolutely no good, she always calls my bluff..never play poker with this broad), but it finally healed, but she kept on scratchin' away on the area like a scab junky...she' always been a scab worrier by the way..runs in the family. Now maybe a year ago, I found her a General Practitioner that makes house calls. No really, I ain't doin' mushrooms I swear, she, yes, it's a she too, she comes once a month, and she's a freakin' gem, why Mama ain't even called her a name yet, and even yucks it up with her sometimes..anyway, the doc noticed this new spot right next to the spot of the old sore...I so totally missed it (told ya she was a gem!). Mama said it didn't hurt at all, and it didn't bother her except the itching. This thing on her chin didn't bother her neither, she said one of the cats tagged her a little (we have one, a certain Mr. Downtown Buster Brown, that "pets" you back), and it was just a little scab, hell barely a scab, and it hadn't been there long enough to think it was anything else but a little cat poke...but she did scratch at it a bit, like scraping off a dry scab kinda thing, but again, not painful...or wasn't yet anyway. So that's the new thing she's dealing with...did your daddy's hurt right off the bat, or were they there a while before he felt them? I know this, Mama always has had a high tolerance for pain, she's one o' them nuts that pulls boiled potato's right out of the hot water, and then peel 'em with her hands, faster & easier than using a peeler she says...I cry like a wussy sissy baby with splashing too hot(ish) tap water...hey watch it now, that ain't funny! So when your daddy got his first spot of skin cancer, did they then start just poppin' up all willy nilly like, or more like all at one time or in a short period of time.....? The skin doc won't/can't really give me much more than vague answers about such things, but I know there's probably really isn't just one answer, but I'm still curious. But then again also, this gal (another gal doc, I love gal doctors for Mama, ohhh sooo much easier), though she comes highly recommended, the top of her class, snappy as a whip, bright, articulate, seems very sincere, total professional, and has a really great manner, she is SO young, obviously talented, yes, loads of real time info from years of experience, that she can pass on to me, eh, not so much. I mean, and don't get me wrong, this ain't a knock, but I got highly questionable as to the origin of certain stains on concert t-shirts, that are older than she is. She can talk technical and technique loaded with lots of jargon with the best of 'em, but I have a feelin' they don't teach them in medical school, to answer curious question from the likes of me, and she hasn't really seen enough to pull off a good wool job to ease my stress...and I'm just a tad bit *tic* *tic* ticky on a good day.anyway. (I kinda gotta feel for her, she certainly didn't know what she was getting into when we walked in the door ...on the other hand, I might just be one of them there whatcha might call, "learning by doing educational experiences" :-) )
My mom had that really thing paper like and dry skin too. She didn't like anyone putting lotion on it cause she said it was cold. She had lots of moles and I know she picked at one on her back. The doc said they were harmless. She had had skin cancer in her younger years. She was very fair and a natural blond. It was amazing. Where her skin had been exposed to the sun it was very withered and dry and scaly. All the other parts, such as her tummy were smooth as a baby's butt. At 92 years old. :)
It is really hard to watch, a once really put together lady, go down this path. My Mom In Law, 77 visited and pooped down the carpeted hallway all the way to the bathroom. Some times she is really with it and other times completely out of it. She blamed it on the dog. My Mom the same age, 77, refuses to wear underwear. We were staying at a hotel when we were moving her from her home to my sisters and waiting to pay the bill when she pooped on floor at the front desk. With as much dignity as she could muster she shook her tush and left leg and said in a matter of fact voice. "Excuse me young women, you have a clean up in aisle two" I was a thousand shades of red.
I've got skin cancer but it is the basil cell cancer and they ussually hit it with liquid nitrogen to freeze them. Some of the bigger ones they lazer off. They told me it was from to much sun when I was a kid. Got to go Thursday and have some lazered off.
OMG Momsnotafavor. Wow. Yes, it is very hard to watch. I am thankful my mom wore underwear and then the Kroger brand of overnight Depends. What a horrible thing for you to go through at the hotel. I am almost speechless.
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Just too much....I hope Tenn gets em good, all the poop tales have me determined to die young, PirateQueen is are only Pirate and what ever you want to use is good here Pirate, Christina don't worry bout times it comes and goes one time you'll be swamped and have to sign off other times it's an empty blog... I hit myself in the face with a grocery cart trying to pull the damn de-icer off the bottom rack and I sooo don't want to live in this climate anymore......got a bruise now. lovely.... fart pants got back from Adult Day Health all too soon for me AND my mother who tells me all the time he is not all that swift and he is addled never the less snaps at him when she has to tell him for the 42cnd time that his bus id is not a bus pass and too stop shoving 3 cards in a wallet slot made for one..."Well that's so they don't fall out!" he snaps ...O l d m a n they ain't like yer teeth the cards are not gonna fly out when you sneeze you wrap a rubber band around your wallet for God sake...hey maybe he could attach his dentures to his gums with a rubber band contraption as he refuses to use any kind of bonding agent... Yes she is really enjoying her "vacation" now and it will only get better as time passes, if he doesn't... Gerry Rafferty died, love that music, 63 and yet fart pants is still here going on 90, oh what the hell for?!
Welcome Moms......I take care of my mil and she used to be a put together lady also and sounds just like yours, sometimes all there and others a little on the batty side....she is now 86 and a handful! I lost my 81 y/o mom last week....she was a pistol and missing her. Took COL's doggie to vet today......oh my...has infected anal gland.....ok can deal with that. Has a "bulge" right under his tail, vet says if antibiotics don't also heal that in 2 weeks then it is a tumor and we need to decide what to do....surgery would make him incontinent of bowel.....there is no way she is capable of taking care of him. I chose to not tell her anything, will see what happens in 2 weeks. If it's a tumor I'm not sure I could break her heart by telling her then....might just let her think he died of natural causes. She loves the little guy and will be devastated if he should die. Hope everyone is having a great evening....time for more rum and coke....
hi 'not a favor' (sorry if I abbreviated) ...while paying the hotel bill? That's appropriate crap! I have some bills that Dad missed. Is her aim better than his crappy one?
So here I sit. The time when I would have been in with Mom and hubby is fast asleep. Has been since 7 something. Maybe I will go read. Hubby's sleep is totally off. Gets up about 3:30 or so. Sucks.
Ok got my Chardonnay. Wish 5 came as soon as it does for most of you. Thanks for all your support. Oh, Miz, if only I were as sweet as YOU:) Patthe Hat--the Republicans could sure use your filibustering on the floor of the senate. This is NOT a political comment. lol Ay Yi Yi--Mother is a mess today. I am going to reread Deefer's post about drugs on my wall. I know the secret, or at least an improvement, is out there somewhere. I put 2 calls into the doctor today but she is not in and waiting still for on-call doc to return my call. Maybe M does not have Lewy Body dementia? Maybe she is taking the wrong drugs, maybe she shouldn't take any drugs. What she wants is a boyfriend. Every time she hears a man's voice, she becomes like buttah. Buttah, I say. She met a designer friend of mine in the mall one day. He told her how lovely she looked, that expression came over her face, and on the way to the car, she was "in love" again. This guy, you know they were together for a long time,( 3 minutes) then she made a mistake: couldn't find him, forgot his name, couldn't remember what he was wearing. I am not making fun, It is so sad. I would take her to adult center, but she cannot even eat her lunch without help, or go the bathroom, or hear, or see. We don't know what to do for her anymore. I just pray she could have a peaceful afternoon, remember positive things instead of worrying "where she will sleep", how she is going to "get back home", worrying about ME if I am not sitting right next to her ALL DAY LONG; if not me, then the caregiver. We cannot get up for 5 minutes to go to the bathroom, without her freaking out, even when we tell her, get right in her face, say it slowly, say we'll be right back, don't worry. I think I have said this before. Sorry. I think maybe someone will see it that hasn't before, and have an answer. I am still tired from the weekend. I haven't done much of anything today except go through the motions, and hope i can sleep tonight so my body can heal my sore shoulder. It hurts when I lie down, any position, except lifting my arm over my head with my other hand to place it on my pillow and sleep like that, all night if I can. Now THAT is weird. OK, need to fix dinner for my husband. Mother will be asleep in 2 hours, and I will collapse in 3. It's potato frittata time tonight, with garlic toast and a salad. Speaking of Italianos!!! TED, Paisan, Welcome back! I drink a toast to you, to all of you, with my second and final glass of Chardonnay. Ciao, bella. christina
Jam ~ Little dogs! Oh I LOVE my little dogs but miss my Regal low maintenence husky/shepherds so much ... I can't remember i little dog is a Yorkie, Pug or other. I do recall his diet. Sir's cat Ratz ate from his plate for years. Would have been stabbed with a dinner fork if he appeared at our family dinner table when I was growing up. When I asked him not to feed the cat at the table I was ignored. Cat got fat, they moved to assisted living, moved back in here & Ratz has slimmed down. Dad no longer eats at my dining room table but at a small table in the living room. No space for the cat! I love them both!
Nothing to do with your MIL's dog. - COL - new moniker. Cranky Old Lady, right?
Jam, you are so amazing & so much fun! How you handle the COL & what your kids are putting you thru .... my hat is off to you! (I may need to borrow one of Pat's)
Ratzo, the amazing resuced cat who has outlived his 9 lives, is sitting on my lap PURRRRRING! This cat has volume! Wish yawl (did I say it right Southerners?) could hear it!
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My kitty boy, Sandy has been so extra loving to me lately. He seems to know I need comfort. Sleeps with me all night I think. He is like the perfect cat. What a sweetheart.
Cats are the best. I am definitely a cat person. I act like a cat, not a dog. You will not see me bouncing off the walls because any person shows up, only certain people, and only certain times. I hang out in the kitchen, hoping someone will feed me, but it's always me getting the food out. I would run between someone's feet and beat them to the kitchen if they were going to feed me for a change, too. My cat is an Egyptian Mau. I'll figure out how to post her photo. Peach--tell me how to do it, please! Back to din din for Morris.
Christina, you are so sweet. The story of the dimes is very beautiful. For my father, it is the birds. He loved birds because they could fly. He wanted to become an airplane pilot but he couldn't because he was short-sighted. So, many times my father gives me messages through little birds. I will certainly send messages through cats, when I will be at the other side! Black cats, mostly. I live in Italy, so, if I don't answer for hours, probably it is because it's my sleeping time, or dog-walking time. My mother hates diapers and she tears them off during the night. Therefore, we don't use the classical type anymore. We use the ones which have the form of pants, and we add napkins to increase the absorbent capacity; therefore she feels she is a lady with her periods and she accepts them. The normal diapers are too humiliating for her. Besides, when she goes to the bathroon alone, she can lower them as normal slips and then put them back. They cost a lot of money but it's worth it... Jam I think that the fallen photo means that your mother is close to you and wants to say she is sorry for what happens in your family right now. Try to live these days in apnea... This is what I do when I have to face situations that I don't like and I can't escape. Hold your breath (metaphorically) and let these days pass... And, I hope everything goes well with the little dog. I have 4 dogs and I understand. Pat, sometimes young doctors have the advantage of enthousiasm. She could be better than you think... Listen to several advices, anyway, before you make up your mind. Ted welcome back bro! A big kiss to everybody else.
CHRISTINA YOU HIT THE 8000 POST! Good for you! I would use the nickname "Christina8000" I use my real name everywhere (mail, sites) because I can't make an effort to remember which kind of nickname I gave myself!!!!! As for the "Mex", this is the nickname of both my nephews at school, and it comes from our family name. If you want to post the photo of your cat, go to your profile, and it will explain to you what to do. Of course, you have to have a photo of the cat on your hard disk!
She's Back! My darling Italian Sister who I spent the summer online dreaming with! Dogs in the river, cats in the garden, flowers blooming!Happiness where we could find it ... Parents who overwhelmed us ~ & haven't stopped. Nor does our love for them.
Rossella - is the the computer that RULZ? Makes your life easier? Can't wait for you to catch up with some of the Newbies ~ if you haven't already. Sir & all the pets say Hello to their Italy!
rip----it's Crazy Old Lady----said with affection. Her doggie is a BIG yorkie, but such a sweet little gentleman. Thank you for the compliment...........let's pass the hat (Pat's that is).......:)
thank you miz----i was kinda lost this morning because I usually stopped by to visit mom on my way to Wal-Mart to see if she needed anything and now I just pass on by.
rossella your quiet knowledge always has a way of making me feel better..........I'm holding my breath....:) Two weeks and we will know how things will go with the dog.
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Oh Mama picked the livin' daylights out her arm, that cancer started right near a sore she got by snaggin' it on a wall molding nail, then one day she pulled off the band aid (she changes 'em like I change channels), and it took her hide right plumb off with it (she's got that reeeeal thin onion skin like skin).
She constantly worried the hell out of it (threats of Tabasco sauce on her fingers did absolutely no good, she always calls my bluff..never play poker with this broad), but it finally healed, but she kept on scratchin' away on the area like a scab junky...she' always been a scab worrier by the way..runs in the family.
Now maybe a year ago, I found her a General Practitioner that makes house calls.
No really, I ain't doin' mushrooms I swear, she, yes, it's a she too, she comes once a month, and she's a freakin' gem, why Mama ain't even called her a name yet, and even yucks it up with her sometimes..anyway, the doc noticed this new spot right next to the spot of the old sore...I so totally missed it (told ya she was a gem!).
Mama said it didn't hurt at all, and it didn't bother her except the itching.
This thing on her chin didn't bother her neither, she said one of the cats tagged her a little (we have one, a certain Mr. Downtown Buster Brown, that "pets" you back), and it was just a little scab, hell barely a scab, and it hadn't been there long enough to think it was anything else but a little cat poke...but she did scratch at it a bit, like scraping off a dry scab kinda thing, but again, not painful...or wasn't yet anyway.
So that's the new thing she's dealing with...did your daddy's hurt right off the bat, or were they there a while before he felt them?
I know this, Mama always has had a high tolerance for pain, she's one o' them nuts that pulls boiled potato's right out of the hot water, and then peel 'em with her hands, faster & easier than using a peeler she says...I cry like a wussy sissy baby with splashing too hot(ish) tap water...hey watch it now, that ain't funny!
So when your daddy got his first spot of skin cancer, did they then start just poppin' up all willy nilly like, or more like all at one time or in a short period of time.....?
The skin doc won't/can't really give me much more than vague answers about such things, but I know there's probably really isn't just one answer, but I'm still curious.
But then again also, this gal (another gal doc, I love gal doctors for Mama, ohhh sooo much easier), though she comes highly recommended, the top of her class, snappy as a whip, bright, articulate, seems very sincere, total professional, and has a really great manner, she is SO young, obviously talented, yes, loads of real time info from years of experience, that she can pass on to me, eh, not so much.
I mean, and don't get me wrong, this ain't a knock, but I got highly questionable as to the origin of certain stains on concert t-shirts, that are older than she is.
She can talk technical and technique loaded with lots of jargon with the best of 'em, but I have a feelin' they don't teach them in medical school, to answer curious question from the likes of me, and she hasn't really seen enough to pull off a good wool job to ease my stress...and I'm just a tad bit *tic* *tic* ticky on a good day.anyway.
(I kinda gotta feel for her, she certainly didn't know what she was getting into when we walked in the door ...on the other hand, I might just be one of them there whatcha might call, "learning by doing educational experiences" :-) )
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I hit myself in the face with a grocery cart trying to pull the damn de-icer off the bottom rack and I sooo don't want to live in this climate anymore......got a bruise now. lovely....
fart pants got back from Adult Day Health all too soon for me AND my mother who tells me all the time he is not all that swift and he is addled never the less snaps at him when she has to tell him for the 42cnd time that his bus id is not a bus pass and too stop shoving 3 cards in a wallet slot made for one..."Well that's so they don't fall out!" he snaps ...O l d m a n they ain't like yer teeth the cards are not gonna fly out when you sneeze you wrap a rubber band around your wallet for God sake...hey maybe he could attach his dentures to his gums with a rubber band contraption as he refuses to use any kind of bonding agent...
Yes she is really enjoying her "vacation" now and it will only get better as time passes, if he doesn't...
Gerry Rafferty died, love that music, 63 and yet fart pants is still here going on 90, oh what the hell for?!
Took COL's doggie to vet today......oh my...has infected anal gland.....ok can deal with that. Has a "bulge" right under his tail, vet says if antibiotics don't also heal that in 2 weeks then it is a tumor and we need to decide what to do....surgery would make him incontinent of bowel.....there is no way she is capable of taking care of him. I chose to not tell her anything, will see what happens in 2 weeks. If it's a tumor I'm not sure I could break her heart by telling her then....might just let her think he died of natural causes. She loves the little guy and will be devastated if he should die. Hope everyone is having a great evening....time for more rum and coke....
(sorry if I abbreviated)
...while paying the hotel bill? That's appropriate crap! I have some bills that Dad missed.
Is her aim better than his crappy one?
love,
miz
Ay Yi Yi--Mother is a mess today. I am going to reread Deefer's post about drugs on my wall. I know the secret, or at least an improvement, is out there somewhere. I put 2 calls into the doctor today but she is not in and waiting still for on-call doc to return my call. Maybe M does not have Lewy Body dementia? Maybe she is taking the wrong drugs, maybe she shouldn't take any drugs. What she wants is a boyfriend. Every time she hears a man's voice, she becomes like buttah. Buttah, I say. She met a designer friend of mine in the mall one day. He told her how lovely she looked, that expression came over her face, and on the way to the car, she was "in love" again. This guy, you know they were together for a long time,( 3 minutes) then she made a mistake: couldn't find him, forgot his name, couldn't remember what he was wearing. I am not making fun, It is so sad. I would take her to adult center, but she cannot even eat her lunch without help, or go the bathroom, or hear, or see. We don't know what to do for her anymore. I just pray she could have a peaceful afternoon, remember positive things instead of worrying "where she will sleep", how she is going to "get back home", worrying about ME if I am not sitting right next to her ALL DAY LONG; if not me, then the caregiver. We cannot get up for 5 minutes to go to the bathroom, without her freaking out, even when we tell her, get right in her face, say it slowly, say we'll be right back, don't worry. I think I have said this before. Sorry. I think maybe someone will see it that hasn't before, and have an answer.
I am still tired from the weekend. I haven't done much of anything today except go through the motions, and hope i can sleep tonight so my body can heal my sore shoulder. It hurts when I lie down, any position, except lifting my arm over my head with my other hand to place it on my pillow and sleep like that, all night if I can. Now THAT is weird.
OK, need to fix dinner for my husband. Mother will be asleep in 2 hours, and I will collapse in 3.
It's potato frittata time tonight, with garlic toast and a salad.
Speaking of Italianos!!! TED, Paisan, Welcome back! I drink a toast to you, to all of you, with my second and final glass of Chardonnay. Ciao, bella. christina
Little dogs! Oh I LOVE my little dogs but miss my Regal low maintenence husky/shepherds so much ...
I can't remember i little dog is a Yorkie, Pug or other. I do recall his diet.
Sir's cat Ratz ate from his plate for years. Would have been stabbed with a dinner fork if he appeared at our family dinner table when I was growing up.
When I asked him not to feed the cat at the table I was ignored.
Cat got fat, they moved to assisted living, moved back in here & Ratz has slimmed down. Dad no longer eats at my dining room table but at a small table in the living room. No space for the cat!
I love them both!
Nothing to do with your MIL's dog.
- COL - new moniker. Cranky Old Lady, right?
Jam, you are so amazing & so much fun! How you handle the COL & what your kids are putting you thru .... my hat is off to you! (I may need to borrow one of Pat's)
Ratzo, the amazing resuced cat who has outlived his 9 lives, is sitting on my lap PURRRRRING! This cat has volume!
Wish yawl (did I say it right Southerners?) could hear it!
(I know... a yawl is a boat or something)
some things we don't share in public.
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Read all you can! This thread is an emotion brain savior!
Prepare to laugh, feel sorrow, but mostly feel a sense of strength & understanding unlike any other.
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I live in Italy, so, if I don't answer for hours, probably it is because it's my sleeping time, or dog-walking time.
My mother hates diapers and she tears them off during the night. Therefore, we don't use the classical type anymore. We use the ones which have the form of pants, and we add napkins to increase the absorbent capacity; therefore she feels she is a lady with her periods and she accepts them. The normal diapers are too humiliating for her. Besides, when she goes to the bathroon alone, she can lower them as normal slips and then put them back. They cost a lot of money but it's worth it...
Jam I think that the fallen photo means that your mother is close to you and wants to say she is sorry for what happens in your family right now. Try to live these days in apnea... This is what I do when I have to face situations that I don't like and I can't escape. Hold your breath (metaphorically) and let these days pass... And, I hope everything goes well with the little dog. I have 4 dogs and I understand.
Pat, sometimes young doctors have the advantage of enthousiasm. She could be better than you think... Listen to several advices, anyway, before you make up your mind.
Ted welcome back bro!
A big kiss to everybody else.
Good for you! I would use the nickname "Christina8000"
I use my real name everywhere (mail, sites) because I can't make an effort to remember which kind of nickname I gave myself!!!!! As for the "Mex", this is the nickname of both my nephews at school, and it comes from our family name.
If you want to post the photo of your cat, go to your profile, and it will explain to you what to do. Of course, you have to have a photo of the cat on your hard disk!
My darling Italian Sister who I spent the summer online dreaming with!
Dogs in the river, cats in the garden, flowers blooming!Happiness where we could find it ...
Parents who overwhelmed us ~ & haven't stopped.
Nor does our love for them.
Rossella - is the the computer that RULZ? Makes your life easier?
Can't wait for you to catch up with some of the Newbies ~ if you haven't already.
Sir & all the pets say Hello to their Italy!
Catcha later Gator!
~ala Peach
love,
miz
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