Winston's birthday, Covid, Underwear explosion, Procrastination, and My Mom.

 I have never missed one of my grands birthday's.  Their birthdays count as very important days for me.  This year I will miss Winston's party because I have Covid.  My last blog I wrote about my granddaughter's friend who spent the night and then became ill with a high fever.  I was sure that it was the flu.  Wrong.  It was covid.  I missed Mother's Day because I was exposed to what ever she had.  Monday I started getting a cold.  On Wednesday I tested positive for Covid.  It really has not been bad.  I just have the mother of all colds.  I also am being treated with Ivermectin and Zithromax.   I can go back to work this next Monday but I will miss my grandson's birthday.  As I age certain days are not to be missed because it may be the last one.  That's pretty morbid thinking but it's true.  He will be having a party minus his Mimi, Uncle Josh and his cousins.  That pretty much sucks but we have all been exposed.  After his party his mom is bringing him by to get his gifts.  I will be a safe distance away while I watch him open his presents.  

I have missed 2 days of work.  What is sad is that I have worked feeling worse than I do now but such is the situation we all find ourselves in.  I will be back on Monday.  I have been home for nearly a week now and other than taking care of my garden have done nothing.  I got up today and decided that I would dig thru my room and get it in order.  I have a lot of stuff.  I have  30+ panties.  THIRTY.  I could wear a pair of day and not have to wash but once a month.  I have over 20 bras and spanx type garments.  The problem is I don't wear bras or anything remotely similar to a girdle.  The last time I spent longer than 4 hours in a spanx was at my daughter's wedding in 2008 and it took 3 people to get me into the damn thing.  Stan used to tell me to wear something to control  the bulges.  He was rude.  Well he was right but still rude.  I haven't worn a bra consistently since 2003 when I had my mastectomies.  Now I only wear a bra with sweaters to control the side fat.  You have to question why I have all those unworn undergarments and I don't have a good answer.  You certainly cannot give them away there is a yuck factor involved with that idea.  I have thrown away all except 2.  I feel better but hate the waste.  As for the Spanx items I am keeping one.  Just in case.  The rest I want to burn.  I hung up all the clothes I had on chairs and exercise equipment.   I have organized my shoes.  I then got sidetracked by my desk of pictures so I decided to take a break and blog for a while.  If I did 30 minutes a day to put things away and to keep up I would be so much better off.  I have a short attention span.  I have made lists and promised myself rewards for sticking to my daily goals and it doesn't work.  I procrastinate till the last minute.  It really does make my life harder and that is one of the things I am working on in therapy.   There are so many other things I would rather do than clean and organize. 

Mom left us 20 years ago yesterday, and I miss her still.  My sister and I share her collection of English Bone China cups and last night I got out a cup, drank some tea and thought about her.  She was one in a million and would have loved her great grandchildren.  At certain times I will see a fleeting expression or a look from my children and grandchildren that reminds me of her.  She is alive in her heirs.  I am grateful.

Mother's Day 2022. There is a Catch

 My Mother's Day is not what I had planned.  You see, my daughter called and offered me several options for celebrating today.  She offered brunch, dinner, coming to her farm and basically whatever I wanted. I chose the farm and instead of dinner I wanted her amazing hors d'oeuvres.  Then she sweetened the pot and said we could have a free style painting day with the kids.  She had the paints and canvases and my grands love to paint as do I.  It sounded like a glorious day.  Go back to Friday.  My granddaughter Allison  wanted her friend Aubrey to come spend the night and I agreed.  The girls had a great night playing and making videos.  Saturday morning I was out in my garden weeding and Josh came to get me saying the Aubrey couldn't move her legs. I came in and with my 44 years of ED nursing guessed that most of her symptoms were drama related.  No pain, no nausea just couldn't move.  She was on the top bunk and she is at least a foot taller than my granddaughter and there was no way I could lift her off the bunk.  I mustered my best ER voice, told her to roll over NOW.  Josh was able to get her down and I pointed out to her that she was moving her legs so she could walk.  I got her the  couch, took her temperature and it was 98.6.  I questioned her and got mumbled replies.  I don't do well with ANYONE who won't speak up and won't answer questions.  It literally makes me nuts.  So enter the bitch nurse.  She finally spoke up and had no real symptoms but stated it had happened before(which was news to her mom). We called her mom at work and she felt it might be her coming of age "time".  Great.  Anyway less than an hour later she looked like crap and I retook her temperature and it had soared to 104.6.  CRAP.  I dosed her with Advil and Tylenol and then got into a war of wills about getting the blankets off and her into light weight clothing.  I won for the most part.  After dealing with all the 9 year old attitude I could deal with told my son he had sick duty and I took off for Lowes to get garden stuff.  More on that later.  On the way there I was crying so hard I could hardly see.  I had to call Becky.  I needed to let her know that I was exposed to, what appeared to this old nurse,  flu.  She assured me that Mother's Day could be next weekend.  You all have no idea how excited I was for today.  I can't even describe my disappointment but Becky is right and we can do it next weekend.  I keep reminding myself that it is just a day and that I have so many blessings.  Today I will work in my garden. Yay.

My garden is growing as is the grass and weeds.  I was looking at my little growing plants and noted that some of the leaves had been nibbled on.  I had planned on doing all things natural including getting rid of the pests.  Then the Aubrey  plague happened.  I was not in the mood for natural pest ridding techniques.  I wanted to annihilate the bastards.  I bought  Sevin Spray and dust.  Today they are history.  

Last night I made meatloaf again.  According the Josh and the kids it was good.  I apparently have conquered my history of meatloaf disasters, bless God. 

I went to bed last night thinking about my mom.  She would have laughed about my day yesterday and also sympathized with me about the whole situation.  She was such a good humored, kind person.  I miss her every single day.  She went to meet her Lord on Mother's Day 2002.  She was in the hospital and she told the nurse, after having a great day, that Jesus came to her and told her she would be coming home.  She did go and I know that she is in a glorious place.  I still miss her with every fiber in my being.  She loved me unconditionally and I miss that total acceptance.  As an added plus she thought I was really funny.  Her greatest wish was that her girls would be close and we are.  

Mother's Day is an American holiday but I will post this with the final wish to all the mothers over the world have a wonderful Mother's Day:

Happy Mothers day 

Glad Mors Dag

Schonen Muttertag

Haha no hi omedeto

Muqin jie kuaile

Z Dnem Materi

furaha kwa siku ya kina mama

Bonne fete des meres

Eid am saeid

Feliz Dia das Maes

Feliz dia de la madre

Buona festa della mamma

Charoumeni giorti tis mitera

Hau'oli la makuahine

Ama Beehaniihigii binahji

Yom em sam'ach

Latha nam Mathraichean sona

La'na Maithreacha sonna duit

Chuc mung ngay cua me

..... and all the rest. 💓💓💓