ALREADY MID-WEEK. Zoom. Right on by. Working at making the best of the time we have as we put our storage unit clean-out on pause due to a brother-in-law being in very poor health. Over the week-end, we traveled to Des Moines for a visit knowing that the end of the month is this Friday. TEMPS were extremely HOT. Almost a 100 degrees while traveling, then on Sunday it was a good 104. Don't know the heat index.
Knowing we would not be working the week-end before our deadline plus a few days into the new week, I laid down the idea that we would be done with clearing out the storage unit before August 1st.
Visiting our B.I.L. was presently more important than having the storage unit cleaned out by this coming Friday. If we hunker down, we still wouldn't meet the deadline so we will allow ourselves another month of paying for the unit and getting it cleared out in a few extra days. We have a bedroom suite to dispose of, a sofa to be moved into our she shed that needs serious rearranging, a drawing table needed moved into our garage, a small buffet to the garage...then we are finished. Sweep it up and call it done. Praise the Lord. Praise GOD.
When my Husband telephoned RESTORE, their person that picks up donations had broken his leg and wasn't working. Short on staff. Other thrift shops won't travel to the storage unit where it is located such as God's Storehouse, Goodwill and Salvation Army. We'd have to haul it ourselves and we think we have this figured out.
I felt compelled to see my bro-in-law before he receives more chemo. He will be one difficult case with the chemo as the prednisone prescribed in the chemo-cocktail caused him to hallucinate. He is prescribed 6 rounds of chemo ending in December. If he gets violent during these treatments it will be cause to pause.
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I didn't know people could hallucinate while taking chemo. Now I know. The medical field doesn't advertise this side effect as it would probably discourage potential patients from following through with this medical route?
Back in 2017, a Topeka Pastor did dialysis leading to violent changes in his personality. Generally he was friendly and kind. In one week he was arrested twice as he attacked people in places of business. Completely out of character for him. He went insane. He would commit suicide. What happened? With kidney disease, psychosis can develop as it did in this case. I had no clue.
With chemo, anxiety, depression, mood swings, nausea, and not being able to sleep can take place. I basically thought that with chemo you sit for a few hours receiving chemo and go home. My Brother-in-law has a slow 5 day drip where he stays in the hospital. He went home after round one and returned due to being dehydrated. Had to get IVs. What would the staff do if he went out of control? Strap him down? Sedate him?
We arrived in Des Moines early evening on Saturday. We surprised my Sister as she was sitting on a sofa in her husband's hospital room. He was hooked up to an IV and she was on the phone with me when I stood at the door unannounced. Her jaw dropped when she saw me at the door.
She came across the room to hug me and I said hello to my brother-in-law. Our visit began. My Brother-in-law was surprised as well as he had written a letter to us in the morning not knowing we were coming to see him. I handed him a toy Dachshund and he named it GiGi like one that they had years ago as a pet. I figured a dog would be better than flowers or a pet.
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We stayed with my 94 year old Mom. She does not eat much and doesn't stay hydrated as one should. No amount of talking to her causes her to change. Same response to drinking water. I know I don't drink enough. What are you doing about it? Nothing. Tis frustrating. What's a person to do besides pray? I cannot move her in with me. Our housing arrangement is not up to speed and at this point in life, my back cannot lift her. If she falls and injures herself, she will be headed for a Nursing Home. This is on the back of my mind.
Left on Tuesday. We're HOME now. I have a medical appointment this afternoon then I can return to resting or what not. What not. Laundry?
Being away from this mess of a COTTAGE was refreshing even though I know we are far from being finished. I came HOME tired, but refreshed with a fresh idea of what steps to take to get from point A to point Z. With what we have gone through with this move, I have had huge changes of heart concerning what keepsakes to keep and which to get rid of. It may be very freeing when we finally are in order.
It is not the end of the world living like HOARDERS, but we are not hoarders. We are in the middle of still downsizing and fitting into a tiny COTTAGE. This has been a wild ride. The hardest move of my life. Since being married, I believe I have made 22 moves. 22. That averages to a move every 2 and a half years. Makes my head spin.
This week to come, I am looking over the BUDGET. Heavens, it cost a great deal to live. Back to reading books and articles about living on a dime. Living hardly anything. LIVING. Reclaiming this and that. Taking dominion over little and calling it living BIG.
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