This has been quite a week. What a way to end one month and to start another!
Monday: We picked out our "final resting places". Nothing like seeing your name and proof of mortality on the memorial plaques.
Afterwards, we decided that margaritas were necessary.
Tuesday I started my day with a new morning multivitamin and two Tylenol. (No judgements, please) Half an hour later we were on the way to the ER. There will be no photos here, but anyone who has ever seen me during an anaphalactic allergy episode knows it isn't pretty. I already knew I couldn't take Advil, but now it looks like vitamins and Tylenol may also be on the list. I just finished the last of the prednisone, so maybe I will start sleeping again. I have been awake for most of this week. I know it affects everyone differently. Some of my friends have had wild, creative bursts of energy, and paint their entire houses. I don't sleep, and can't get my mind to shut down. I've spent the whole week thinking about things that don't matter, but not able to do anything about them. It could be much worse. It makes some people angry. I have another friend who drove through her garage door just because she was mad at her husband.
Even though I have lived here now for more than a year, I am still having a time trying to find a place for everything. Every time I open a cupboard or a drawer, I am bombarded by another woman's treasures and memories. I finally boxed up most of the stemware and china and reclaimed the cabinet they were in on Wednesday. I do find it difficult to go through the house and to rearrange it in my own style. I don't want to hurt any feelings, and many of the collected treasures I enjoy. Sometimes it bothers me more than others. It has been that kind of week. At least I am not driving through doors. (Prednisone?)
Thursday was another big day. We had an appointment to redo our wills. That was a lot more complicated than we expected it to be. It is entirely a coincidence that all of these end of life arrangements happened the same week as my hospital visit. But it didn't helped that all the lawyer's scenarios seemed to start with the words: "Now, if you die tomorrow.........".
A bright spot in the week was the seventh birthday of one of my bonus granddaughters. It was such fun to be able to go to their house again, after all our covid quarantining this year. They are such magical little girls and I really had fun seeing the fairy house that they had made, and their elf family.
On Sunday we decided to spend the day at our favorite Clear Lake. We have been looking at houses. Mostly for fun, but I would really love to live there, at least part time. The houses in our price range sell very quickly, so it is mostly just a dream. We have found two nearly perfect places, and they each sold immediately before we looked at them. Very disappointing, but it is still fun to imagine.
Today was very crowded. The weather was wonderful. There was lots to do and see, but these photos are from a couple of weeks ago. Most of today's are still on his camera! I did get a picture of the flag that was on the top of the firetruck for the holiday. It felt very patriotic.
And a very Happy Fourth of July to all!
