Hello, hello. Life in this household is going full tilt. So much has happened, is happening and some I don't think I can share, but must.
First of all, dear Daddy-O is yet again in the hospital.
This is a photo of the last time he was in there. He doesn't look this good, trust me.
My siblings and I have been in turmoil trying to decide the best course for him. He was at home but it was very clear that it was bad this time. When I walked in the door on Sunday he turned to me and said, "I'm DYING!" Oh my, scared me to death because he had lost so much weight. His eyes were hollow and he was frightened. Bro took him to a regular visit to his doctor and it was a miracle he got him in the car, out of the car and in the door. Then the DUMB ASS doctor said, "He needs to eat and exercise," and SENT HIM HOME! Clearly he was not seeing or experiencing what we were. By Thursday Bro loaded Daddy in the car and headed to the hospital. We were done. After Bro and Daddy sat in the ER from 3 in the afternoon till (Bro finally left at 11pm) 3 in the morning, they admitted Daddy. What was happening to him is that his muscles were breaking down and coming out in his urine. OH MY GOD! What could be going on here. I went yesterday and they did an abdominal ultrasound to see about his liver and kidneys suspecting that his cholestrol/statin drug that the DUMB ASS doctor prescribed has been KILLING HIM! He has all the symptoms that lead to this conclusion. ALSO, could be that Daddy did forgot to mention (or just flat is in denial) that he was diagnosed many years ago with cirrhosis of the liver. Clearly, and I'm not a doctor, you DON'T prescribe a patient with cirrhosis statin drugs. Poor Daddy, he doesn't realize that this may be the end of him living at home by himself. We cannot watch him 24/7. We are active people with hugely active lives that we can't just sit with him. It is time to sell the house and move on to the next chapter but as he gets to feeling a bit better he is under the impression that he will get to go home. Also, the hospital will get tired of him whining "I want to go home NOW!" and will release him too early. Well, found out we can stop that because of his medicare, we hope. We tried to get the D.A. doctor to prescribe home health care which Medicare pays for but he WON'T do it, they DON'T pay for nursing home or assisted living. Daddy has no money, even after we sell the house, NO MONEY, to pay for assisted living or even a nursing home and Medicaid facilities in this state are almost non-existent, and we don't won't to go there anyway. I don't know what we are going to do with a stubborn old man and a DUMB ASS doctor.
Plus sweet Susie may have to find a new home, maybe here!!!!
Not only are we dealing with Daddy and drama I'm helping with this little project
So if you are a Plein Air painter and have not heard about this event, it is taking place October 21, 2017. Click on the link for more info!
and......I'm still doing the 30 day painting challenge. Oh my gosh, it is day 23 and we (my friend Linda and I) are almost at the end. It has been quite fun and it forces you to paint everyday and you do get better. So far I've even sold a couple of them and one of them, the skull is going to be in a show next month. Speaking of art shows, we have been entering all kinds of online and actual shows. In fact we have several large ones coming up, local and one in Arkansas (that on if we're juried in.)
AND if that isn't enough for me to be busy with, along with work, next Saturday we having 40-50 of my sweet Mother-in-Laws family and friends to celebrate her 90th birthday here for DINNER! I really must have rocks in my head to be planning this but I am having it catered so I really just have to get the house ready. So clean house I have to squeeze into all the time I have in my day. EGADS!!!!!