Progress report on our sickie. For some unknown reason she is into ice water, lots of of which of course made daddy start her on iron pills. But she loves her ice water. Momma is still at the stage where the wrong sniff will end the meal, so watching her eat is "interesting". And even what she loves does not always stay down. like I said, interesting. Cukes are still the food of choice, watermelon is out. Tomatoes are in, but she "skinned" only. She also likes empty ice cream cones. The plain ones. More specifically the bottom. And we are into eggy bread. French toast made with no sugar, just tiny bit of lemon zest. Yesterday she had some soup and today she tried toast. Verdict is still out. Ohh wait the asparagus. She ate those last night , I mean ate them like a normal person, so she is making progress.
While her being sick is not fun for anyone , the laissez faire attitude that had come with the sickness was kind of "relaxing"... if you know what I mean. We all knew it could not last forever, but we did think it would last a little longer. But then, nobody, none of us ever figured out that momma could operate on half power. Now I do know what "titrate" the medications means. It means power them up. The meds must be working at half power...
After daddy left. We figured it was going to be a slow morning, we expected momma to take a while to unpretzle herself and we prepared ourselves to spend the day playing nurse maids.
Now, let me go back a few days. When momma came back in pain and broken and when she took up residence on one of the couches in her bedroom. In her pretzel woman with troll hair, in between the ouches, momma started pointing to dust bunnies and giving them names.
Yup. She named one Karl, one Steve, one Max...and the three that were in her immediate range of vision, were named Arnold, John and Jesse. When asked why the naming momma gave us a Momma "logical" answer. "If you name them you are not in such a rush to kill them. and you can torture them a little." Really?.. Mhhh who knew. Why and how would one want to torture dust bunnies??? So, the last few mornings, momma would greet the dust bunnies. Occasionally she would carry on one sides conversations with them that made no sense. Dust bunny Arnold apparently had a problem with ethics, inability to tell the truth, and whatever a misogynist is, it is one. Dust bunny John is the one momma points to and laughs...the Jesse dust bunny is often referred to as the "low life". So, not only did she name the dirt...but she has given them a history...worthy of insults.Then she would talk to them about their upcoming voyage into the jaws of turbocat... Turbocat...the vacuum cleaner...
Anyway, here is what we did not expect. This morning, after taking her meds, broken momma came into the bedroom like Rambo on a mission. Walked up to Max, said "adios muchacho" stepped on the vac and Max was no more.... Systematically...Karl, Steve, got the same treatment. Arnold, John and Jesse were next. I must say...I think there was some weird glint in her eye. Arnold got the narrow tip treatment....you know, the pointy sucker upper, Jesse was next and some other muti colored lint like dust bunny clinged to it, and John was last to get the turbocat experience, with momma 's evil laugh following it. ....
I got to get a hold of that pharmacy sheet...this has got to be a side effect...of something. Now which one of these pills cause deep disdain of dust bunnies?
Well, now she is wiped out, but quite satisfied with her rampage... I wonder what's next...
Hey 'vie, glad to hear your mama is sort of vertical at times. Dust bunnies can be evil -- they make me cough and mama sneeze! I'd watch out for those meds though! Mama was taking something earlier this year that her doctor gave her and did the whole sleepwalking, talking to daddy like she was awake and then kind of sliding down the wall when the sleep actually kicked back in. Not something I EVER want to go through again! Oh yes, and mama says she knows at least who the Arnold dust bunny is -- and your mama is COMPLETELY right about him!
Wow Vie, the Mama must be feeling better if she is up to assassinating dust bunnies. That is excellent news, as she is right. You can't just let that kind of low life scum take up residence in YOUR house. Way to Go mama.
'Vie your Mommy sounds just like my Mommy ready to attack the dust bunnies. She doesn't take very good care of herself when she is sick. I hope your Mommy is feeling better soon.
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