August 24, 2008
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More Problems for the Beast
The hospital called to remind us about the Beast’s preoperative tests on Monday and said to be sure to bring all his medications in with us. He’s going to spend more time at that hospital next week than he is wants. He has the tests on Monday, then has to go back on Wednesday for x-rays on his wrist before he goes to see the orthopedic doctor (it says specifically 45 minutes prior to his office visit). Back on Thursday for the surgery on Thursday morning at 7:30am, and I am sure we will be told to be there a half hour before that when we go in for pre-surgical tests. He will spend Thursday night there and more than likely Friday. Depending on how he does, he may be there on Saturday also. We just have to wait and see.
Today the Beast informed me that he needs to see a dentist. He has apparently been nursing a tooth that is sensitive to both hot and cold and today he couldn’t stop the pain from it. Unfortunately, it’s a key tooth that is holding a bridge and he really doesn’t want to have to pay another fortune for a crown or something so he started talking about getting a denture. I have had dentures since I was 30 years old and I told him he should avoid it if he can. Of course, he has the option of some of the new technology that actually could hold a lower plate firmly in place. I’m just not sure how pricey it might be. Knowing him, he will decide to go to SC for that since they are so cheap. That’s for regular dentures, not the ones with the implants that hold the denture in place. However, all this is moot until we find out for sure what the prognosis is on him.
I have to find him a dentist on Monday morning and try to get him in the same day or on Tuesday, which if fortunately a free day for us.
He hasn’t seen this many doctors since he had his strokes. At least, not in the same week.The poor baby really tried to tough it out like men do especially since he was told NO ASPIRIN for two weeks prior to the surgery and he stopped his low dose aspirin the day the urologist told him that. So, he was really screwed, he thought. He did, finally, remember his pain pills he has for his wrist. He finally broke down and took one, even though it makes him dizzy as hell and slightly nauseous. He was THAT desperate. I got worried because he couldn’t really eat anything without causing him pain. I gave him some slightly warm chicken soup, which he almost finished. Made him some peanut butter toast and also some yogurt. After he took the pain pill, I finally enticed him with a grilled cheese sandwich. He even managed a couple cut strawberries that I had let warm to room temperature and the same with the strawberry cream cheese fruit dip. He wouldn’t hardly drink anything but had his morning cup of coffee and then one later in the afternoon. He finally managed to have some hot chocolate just before bedtime without starting new pain buddies jumping around in his jaw.
I feel bad for Baron because his lack of exercise is really starting to tell on him. He’s gotten a little crazy and I had to put him out in the yard for a couple hours once it stopped drizzling. He has a dog house that is under the deck so I wasn’t worried about him being able to find shelter from the wind or the rain if it started up again. But, what he really needs is to run around and let out some of that pent-up energy. The Beast went to walk him but he got so excited about the neighbors son driving his ATV around their lot that he ran off to chase it and be chased. We sat on the front steps and watched him for a bit and then had to call him in when the kids had enough and was putting it away. Poor Baron was so disappointed and he plopped his butt down at the neighbors house. The Beast had to take the car over there (because Baron will not resist a ride) and go get him.
Then the dog went a little nuts running through the house and jumping on all the furniture. It meant back out in the yard for about an hour and he found a small branch he was using to drag around with him as he ran back and forth in the yard. I am going to be almost as grateful as Baron when my daughter, Buttmunch, comes to visit. She can drive the wounded but usable scooter here to run Baron around our circle a couple times. We gave her MY scooter to use in Louisville and she loves it.
There is so much hanging in the air right now. The Beast wants me to plan on going to the weddings but I can’t really do that with any enthusiasm. We need to know ASAP whether that will be feasible so we can send a card with the money we will give the kids otherwise. It will also mean that we could drop off our daughter in Louisville instead of her having to take the bus back. It would be much more comfortable for her even with Baron sharing the back. At least you don’t have to endure the awful smells of so many bodies on a bus without good air conditioning.
My niece, Tara, dropped by to pick up the chicken soup I had saved for her family when I made it on Thursday night. She was glad she wouldn’t have to cook anything other than some corn muffins. If the Beast hadn’t been in pain today, I would even have had some for her to take to work with her but he couldn’t manage too many foods and that idea hit the spot with him. Sorry Tara.
My son found out that our youngest daughter (aka our granddaughter we adopted) was truly afraid to talk with us…and I mean ALL of us in the immediate family. She felt we didn’t love her because of the problems we had with her two years ago when she rebelled and just about ruined her life. She is the mother of our great-granddaughter, Juliana Nevaeh (heaven spelled backwards) who is the most adorable little girl. We couldn’t figure out how she would become so fearful but he discovered it by accident. It’s going to be a shock to my youngest son to find out that it was HIS wife who filled her mind with that idea. My son was ready to kill when he discovered that and called me. I tried to calm him down and tell him that it wasn’t like it was something that couldn’t be remedied. We all just have to consider how she was raised. She doesn’t know the same kind of love that we do in our family. And that includes the aunts and uncles, too.
We may fight with each other, even not like some things about each other but love? It’s ALWAYS there. Even the Beast wishes his family had that same love he’s seen us exhibit time-and-time again. I told him not to push too hard with his brother because it IS his wife and he loves her. I’m sure she has some rationalization she will be able to provide her husband and it will make sense to him. I don’t want a true breach in our family over something that is both untrue and repairable. SHE will have to live with any lies and innuendos she may have made for whatever reason.
Anyway, it’s really been boring overall and I hate to bore you, too. But that’s what it’s been like here at the Brat Farm.
Next week should be really nerve-wracking for us all. Keep praying for us, we really need it. Meantime, love you all. Love deeply, laugh often (laughter heals) and dance like no one is watching.
