Husbands and Wives

Women: we are his voice of truth. If you notice your man is dragging a foot when he walks, bring it up. If you notice he doesn't breathe for 30 seconds when he sleeps, voice your concern. If you notice he's suddenly dropped a LOT of weight due to his new medication, ask him how he's feeling about his medication. If you notice he needs a moment to gain equilibrium after standing up, ask about his blood pressure.

All of this is based on real life, based on my (and The Loud's) life. Be the hero, don the cape. Love you all. 

7/5 edit/clarification: Apparently this was alarming as written, and I never meant it to be! The Loud has dropped quite a bit of weight lately due to a change in his diabetes meds, and I initiated a frank discussion with him about it, mainly to keep those lines open because otherwise he won't talk much about what's going on with his body. A month ago I noticed he'd have to take a pause when standing up from his chair, letting the lightness in his head settle down before he dared take a step. I brought it up and that discussion led to the probability that his new blood pressure meds are probably too strong (107/68 is way too low for a man in his 70s). Starting that night he's been splitting the pills in half, and will bring it up with his doctor at tomorrow's appointment.

What a day!

It's been a fun, funny, laugh-filled day, due largely because of the very reason I've been detached for the past several months. Which seems to make no sense at all, so let me explain you*.

Okay, I've settled on...

..."detached" to described how I've been feeling since November. I'm starting to feel more "tached" and tomorrow I'll post a picture of my latest finish, along with my apostrophe about these past few months.

 

Later, gators. 

Heh

In this world of anguish and travail, Roku seems to have found a way to unite us all in our hatred of its New! Improved! interface.

The TLDR (thank you, young friends!) version: Settings/Home Screen: hide "Quick Access". (Also, play around with tile size while you're there. "Large" seems to fit the bill for me.)

I'm officially old and hate changes. However, I'm not too old to Google "I hate the new Roku platform" and read up on what everyone else is saying and recommending! 

Not gone, but not necessarily here either.

 So, after watching some of this episode, I decided to search Google Images for my name. I scrolled and clicked until I came to Google's conclusion, "The rest of the results might not be what you're looking for." without seeing an image of me. I'm satisfied. Can't say exactly why, but it feels good.

I'm walking a fine line right now between extreme privacy and forcing myself to get out and interact with people. I rehearse every Monday night with my new chorus Women of Heartsong (that's me in the back row, looking at my hands instead of the camera). I play Rummikub every Tuesday with women at the facility where my mom lived her final years. I sing karaoke every 3rd Sunday at that same facility. I meet monthly with the Community First! Quilters (and just finished a 2-day "retreat" with several of them). And yet, on the way home from each interaction, I'm mentally checking off a "Done" box.

 I enjoy it while I'm in it, but I'm glad it's done when it's over. And that's where I'm at right now. Depression, or Existential Exhaustion? I'm rooting for what's behind Door #3.

Not gone

 Just waiting for the blog mojo to wander back from its walkabout.

Christmas is finished, the Goose is over-fat...

It's a weird juxtaposition when your brain tells you the Christmas projects--and therefore Christmas itself--are done, yet Hallowe'en hasn't yet arrived!

In my last post I'd listed the projects I'd hoped to get finished and donated at the final (for this calendar year) meeting of Community First! Quilters in October:

Advent Calendar

Bunny

Wallhanging

Garlands

Bunny didn't make it (he's still 'living' with me, with hopes of more relatives in the next 12 months) but everything else did!