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When Life Gives You Icy Highways and Slothy Customer Service: A Cray-Cray Day Unplugged! 🤪❄️🦥

Instead of rambling in paragraphs, let me just share the highlights with you, bullet-style:

💡 I woke to find all the lights on in the house – thanks, Dave! 🙈

🥶 Discovered the draft snake removed from the door – brrr, that cold draft was not a nice surprise! 🐍

🐶 Handed out meds to Dave and the dogs and made them all breakfast – the usual morning routine. 💊

😑 Decided to turn off the pellet stove for a good cleaning – big mistake. 🔥

💨🔥 The vacuum I used to clean the pellet stove decided to blow ashes through its exhaust, turning the room into a smoky haze. So, I had to drag out another vacuum to do the job, all while dealing with the smoky atmosphere in the room.

📞 One of the exhaust flaps fell off, and after an hour of struggling (including googling, YouTubing, and manual-checking), I gave up and called Woodway. 🤬

🦥 The guy who answered was about as helpful as a sleepy sloth, telling me to “check the manual” – ugh, not what I wanted to hear! 😒

📖 A few sharp words later, he sent me a photo and another manual – but guess what? Still no help. 🙅️

🔧 Another hour of fiddling later, I finally managed to reconnect the exhaust flap.

🍳 By the time I was done with all of that along with zero consumption of coffee, it was time for lunch. I hadn’t eaten, so I scrambled eggs for my Dave and me.

💦 I filtered water, got more hot water going in the kettle, and then sat down to eat

📧 While eating, I write an email to the dealer of the pellet stove letting them know the issue with their representative and the poor pellet stove design.

🐕 Lo and behold Dave is barking with the dogs, stirring them up. Starfire wants my food.

💻 Starfire hit my laptop, and it fell to the floor. Wifi modem is disconnected. Thanks, Starfire!

🔩 I decided to open the back of my laptop thinking I could fix it.

💡 I find there is zero light. I think Dave disconnected the electric cord so I trace it to find it is still connected.

💡 I discovered Dave had removed the lightbulbs in the overhead lighting and forgot to replace them. That’s typical for someone with dementia.

💡 I replace the lighting.

🔩 Lo and behold I manage to get the back off of my laptop only to find I can’t locate the loose modem. (I’m so stupid these days)

💼 I get frustrated and stick the laptop and screws into a bag to take to the computer repair shop.

🚙 I go out to start the rig but I find it unplugged. I plug it in and brush 6 inches of snow off of it.

❄️ I couldn’t get into the rig via the driver’s door (the door was frozen shut) so I went in through the passenger door. It’s bloody cold outside too!

🚙 I start the rig. Hooray it started!!

🐶 When I get back in, my Dave wants to know where the dog collars are. I tell him they are around the dogs’ necks.

🚙 We finally get the dogs loaded into the rig (poor Kaya got her foot caught in the door) and off we go. This time I could access the driver’s side. (Kaya is okay, poor girl)

❄️ The highways were pure ice. Highways of ice! I’m not kidding. We make it to town playing, “where is my lane” and drop off the computer only to find out they haven’t a cord for my laptop. AARGH

🌞 I will drop the cord off tomorrow – Maybe

📑 In the meantime, while sitting in the car waiting, my Dave found my PT referral and leg compressor brochure he had lost the other day

🚙 Dave sulks all the way home. He can’t hear, so when I respond louder it makes him mad lol

🐶 Get home, feed dogs, and medicate everyone again.

📦 I break out the Chromebook I had hidden away. Brand new and still in the box!

🌅 I spent most of the late afternoon setting it up.

The End

From Joy to Vertigo: A Caregiver’s Honest Reflection

November 18 2024, 09:11

From Joy to Vertigo: A Caregiver’s Honest Reflection

Yesterday was wonderful initially. I got to go to mass, and my son joined me.  After I got home, my daughter, plowed the road for me.  I was and still am so touched by this wonderful act of kindness.  She told me it felt good getting outside and getting a workout. I so understand.  My son also took his dad to town, so I had time to chat with my daughter before she went to plow.  

I decided to take advantage of the quiet time, drink my coffee, and dive into my Bible study.  I didn’t get far.  My son and hubby were back. My daughter came in to warm up.  I thoroughly enjoyed the family time. Once again chatting and catching up.  So much love in the room. After the kids left, I got my hubby his lunch and settled back to study.  That didn’t last long.  He ate his lunch and was restless.  He wouldn’t stop talking.  Everything I suggested he said no to. He chatted with the dogs and interrupted me repeatedly while I was trying to listen to my Bible in a Year video.  I finally gave up.  It’s so weird.  As long as I’m not doing something for myself, he leaves me alone.  I can work from home and he will leave me be, but if I try to take a class online, he won’t leave me alone. The minute I try to do anything for me, he’s pestering me.  Mind you I chat with him and give him lots of time.  All of his needs are met as well.  But it is never enough. He always wants more. I finally told him I was going to lie down. and he was welcome to join me.  After I had dozed off, he came in and switched on the overhead light.   He informed me he had forgotten I was in there.  He turned off the light and shuffled off.  After I dozed off again, he decided the dogs needed their collars removed.  In he came again. Jingle, jingle, jingle. I gave up and came back into the living room.  He then decides to stay in the bedroom and lie down!  Aargh.  

I later saw the light in the maintenance room come on.  I can see it from my living room window.  I went in and found him messing about. The last thing I needed was him flicking switches and valves. He can no longer fix anything but he is really good at destroying.  I got him out of there, and he complained he was cold.  He headed for the pellet stove.  He likes the hot air that blows out from the vents. I got my electric blanket and convinced him to sit in his chair under it.  He loved it.  So it’s his now.  At least he won’t be standing in the warm pellet stove air. He has burn scars all over his torso.  The pellet stove air dries them out and makes him itch miserably.  It’s taken a good week to get it cleared up lathering him with lotion several times a day.

Later I experienced vertigo twice. I don’t know if it was stress or the crystals in my ears shuffling.  Weird I must say.