My Week: Grandparents Day

I must admit I was dreading going to Grandparents Day. Last year, it was a total zoo. I was sitting with my sister (who elected not to go this year for the second time in the last eight) close to the outside door of the gym and would get a blast of cold air on the backs of my legs every time someone came in or went out. My head was about to burst and I was feeling awful, anyway.

Well, all this past week, I really didn’t want to go to Grandparents Day. I’d seen the children who were left out, though, so I figured I’d grit my teeth and get through it some way.

Sunday, I didn’t get a lot done. The Thing in my nose was really painful and I spent the day having a pity party. I did get the bed changed and did a few other things but nothing that really accomplished much. DD and I had a good visit and vented about our work problems to each other. I told her about my blood work that I posted later in the day and she was amazed at how my TSH had gone up. I’d told merm and he thought that was a good thing. I had to explain that up is bad where the thyroid is concerned.

Monday, it was raining so I BodyFlexed and rebounded. When I was BodyFlex-ing, I bumped my nose and about went through the ceiling. It almost brought tears to my eyes.

If I hadn’t really needed to go to work, I would have stayed home. I felt that bad. I decided I’d have to get something for the Nose Problem. It was big enough that it was pushing my nose to one side. When I looked in the mirror, I thought Harrison Ford except not attractive. And not male.

My breakfast went down the drain, for the most part. I’d carried my blended OJ and peaches in a quart jar in my tote. It hit against something hard enough that it cracked and spilled. Not much but it made things messy. I picked it up and shook it before I knew about the crack. In the process, it also got on my slacks. Not a good way to start the day.

I called the doctor’s office and asked for him to call something in for me should he check in. No word. I called back. He never checked in. Finally, a nurse took pity on me and gave me enough tetracycline to get through it. I came home, took a dose with my fava beans and went to bed.

Next day, it was back to the track. I felt like I was overdressed. The temperature was 73 in the valley and it was very humid. By the time I got my laps in, I’d worked up a sweat.

I lived through the day and came home and collapsed again. Amazing how an infection can drain a person and taking antibiotics doesn’t give a body energy.

Wednesday, it was exercising at home again. The rain was coming down. I didn’t care. We need the rain. We could use some more.

I’d postponed the quarterly meeting once but was loath to do it again so we had an impromptu one before people started leaving for the day. I think it turned out to be better than the planned ones.

Thursday was track day and I did three miles. I had to take a bathroom break between the second and third but I went back and finished up.

I stopped by to see my friend in the nursing home. She was telling me about a dream her daughter had and her interpretation of it. I’m not going to tell her I dream about Wordscraper sometimes. Here’s the result of a recent game (I won):

My Win

I thought the progress graph was very interesting. Currently, she’s slaughtering me. It’s not even close to being close. Just two lines far apart. Never the twain shall meet.

My sister’s caregiver told me via email that I could send my sister messages through her. She will enlarge the font and print them off for my sister to read so I sat down and wrote her the first email in ages. It was a good feeling. I hope she was just as glad to get it.

Work-wise, the day was just another day at the office. I had to inservice the backup bank/post office person on the new postage meter but I’m sure she did okay in my absence. Since I’m the backup to begin with, she was the backup backup.

Thursday afternoon, I had my last doctor visit. I won’t go into that here. It’s a different post. However, I will say I had to wait an hour and a half to see him and got thoroughly chilled (and hungry) during that time. When I did come home, it was getting dark enough I wasn’t sure I’d be able to see to get the key in the door. I’d turned the motion sensor light off because it would come on whenever Smokey was on the deck and it would wake me up. I did find the keyholes, though.

All I had to eat was my fava beans and kelp noodles. I went to bed but was so cold, I didn’t warm up enough to go to sleep for several hours. I was too beat to get up and take a warm bath. Upshot was, I got between four and five hours sleep.

Friday was G-Day. I would have welcomed staying in bed but I’ve seen the children whose grandparents either can’t or don’t come and I wasn’t going to be one of the ones who made my granddaughter be left out. I stayed in bed longer than I should have but I was still able to get there (without breaking the speed limit too much) a few minutes before the program was to start. I found her room and there she was, taking a math test. The teacher welcomed me in and I stayed a couple of minutes before telling her I needed to go find a seat in the gym. Wouldn’t you know I had to sit in the back AGAIN? There was no way I could see anything and, without any amplification, the sound was mostly too soft for me to hear much, either. I looked for my sister’s grandson but never did see him.

After the program was over, the children went back to their rooms and the grandparents followed after picking up a sack lunch which had been decorated by the students. I took mine to the room, unpacked it and gave the contents to my granddaughter. She shared her apple slices with me and that was my lunch.

The teacher came and took a picture of us and, later, I asked her to take one of us with my camera. The file got corrupted but I was able to recover it because merm is so smart and has the answers to just about everything technological. He told me to download a program, Recuva, and use it to get my picture back. It worked! I’d uploaded the file to a site that wanted $19.95 for the same thing.

My Granddaughter and Me

Next stop was the Zoo, aka the Book Fair. It’s in the library and it’s much too small for the crowd that gets in there. Before we went in, I stopped my granddaughter and told her, “Here’s what we’re going to do. I’m giving you $10. You can save it all, spend it all, spend some and save some. It’s yours to do with as you please.” She took the money and we went shopping. She looked at everything (almost) at least once and kept going back to a book about horses. I showed her how to tell what the price is and it was $5.99. Then she picked out a little eraser for 99 cents. She looked at me with a pleased expression and said, “I’ll get some change!” I agreed she would and we got in line to pay.

The Book Fair

There were two lines and they were both snaking back when a woman came and asked, “Who is paying with cash or check?” I pointed to my granddaughter and she used her handheld calculator to figure up the total. She wrote it on a sticky note and handed it to her with the instruction to take it to yet a third line that had just opened up. With the treasures, $2 and change, we made our way back to the classroom.

The teacher asked if I were taking my granddaughter with me and I had to tell her no, that I was heading home. We hugged and kissed and I took my leave. I’d purposely parked far enough away that I’d get some exercise. I sat in the car and drank the smoothie I’d taken with me.

Working my way back, I stopped at the university market, Publix, Wally World and the produce place. Wally World actually had some young coconut! Expensive at $2.98 and not refrigerated. I got one and it’s still in the fridge. I told “my” produce guy that they need not to be out on the shelf. None of them had ever seen such before so they didn’t know.

It was such a relief to be back. However, the day hadn’t been as exhausting as I thought it would be. I got everything unloaded and put away and then I changed my clothes and relaxed.

I never know how to dress going to church. This week, I wore layers—again. I wished I’d taken my coat. Amazon had some fingerless gloves I invested in and they’d finally gotten here days after they were supposed to. They helped a lot in the 58 degree sanctuary. The thermostat is an automatic one but the power had gone off a couple of times and I guess it doesn’t have a battery backup. No one present knew how to turn the heat on manually so we had to wait until it kicked on late.

It was a quiet afternoon. I should have gotten out in the sun but I didn’t.

My post didn’t go up last night. I’ve done it mostly today (Sunday). I won’t go into today’s activities because this is already too long. Guess that’s what happens when you have an exciting life. Yeah, right.

8 Responses to My Week: Grandparents Day

  1. Lila November 1, 2010 at 6:58 am #

    This is from the sister that didn’t go to Grandparents’ Day. My grandson is in the fourth grade, his birthday is two weeks after GD, and he wanted me there for that. Since he has another grandmother who could be with him for GD, I gave him his choice as to which time he would rather have me, instead of my making a round trip of about 500 miles that close together, since I had already recently been there. It didn’t take him long to choose the birthday. Unfortunately, neither of his grandfathers is living, so the grandmothers have to suffice.

    • Tommie November 1, 2010 at 7:29 am #

      I should have explained that. I was being admiring of your courage and fortitude in just missing twice!

  2. Lila November 1, 2010 at 8:20 am #

    Actually, I always look forward to going. Am I weird?

    • Tommie November 1, 2010 at 5:15 pm #

      Yes except you get to stay with family (which I could have done but I chose not to) and have a nice visit.

  3. Lila November 1, 2010 at 9:18 pm #

    By the way, very nice pictures. Glad you included them.

    • Tommie November 1, 2010 at 9:25 pm #

      Thanks! I’m so glad I was able to get the grandmother/granddaughter one back!

  4. Mary Jane November 4, 2010 at 5:47 pm #

    What a week you had! Glad you made it to G-day and that you recovered the good picture.

    Hope you nose is healing by now.

    • Tommie November 4, 2010 at 6:25 pm #

      It was a week I wouldn’t want to repeat. G-day was a bright spot and I praised the Lord for the people who made Recuva.

      The nose is much better, thanks. I took the last tetracycline at lunch.

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