Two Houses, one guy...Sunny/cloudy

 Every other Monday, Connie arrives at 9am ready to clean house or work in flower beds...Spring has always been a time to clean the house, so while she starts the vacuuming, I start moving "clutter" out of her way...She concentrates on the front porch, so we can move the indoor plants outside for the summer...But first I must wash the big picture window, that is my view every morning...We do this dance for a couple of hours, before I need a break...I leave her cleaning the kitchen and bathroom area, and I take a break with Rusty on the deck...He has been in the garage/shop making screens for the basement windows in his house in Enterprise...On these little breaks, we try to prioritize jobs at his house and jobs here on Barton Heights...Back in the house Connie is finished and waves "goodbye" as she dashes for her car...Whew!

.....After that hospital stay, Herb did regain strength and was able, with the walker, to get to the bathroom, for a shave/shower and took care of his personal needs...Also he looked forward to either a massage or acupuncture each week and somehow managed to get up stairs and onto the treatment table...He loved "the girls" and we will be forever grateful for the care and healing they gave him...At home, in one short month he could no longer remember how to sort his daily pills into AM and PM slots, nor could he figure out the solitaire game that he had played for 2 years, and telling time was a complete jumble as was the day of the month or week...And to compound all of this, a part of his mind still told him that he could do everything that he had always done, such as walk to the mail box, back the car out of the garage and navigate our basement stairs...The job Rusty and I had, was trying to explain that it was no longer safe for him to do these things...That only increased his frustration and agitation...We walked a fine line.

Why am I writing this? First it needs to be talked about and hopefully it will help me get through the days ahead...Second, many people are going through this same thing and I've been asking for two years, do we have a support group in the county? NO, we had one but it went away with COVID...I have a busy day ahead, must figure out what we are having for dinner, which brings up something I did yesterday...When setting the table for dinner I picked up "3" napkins, folded then and put them on the table before my mind said, "Della, you only need "2"...Hugs To All...OWAV:)