Random Thoughts After Coffee Part Ons: The State of Me and my Family
The last time I posted something here that was not about Birthdays or Anniversaries was February First Twenty Twenty-Three.
This really the first day I have felt like writing here and picking up where I left off.
The Peter Re-cap
On November 22, 2022, Peter lost the strength in his legs and arms and was taken to a hospital.
On November 23, 2022, he had a heart attack, but the hospital was the right place to be and they revived him.
On December 11, 2022, he had major but life-saving surgery.
And when I stopped writing daily things, we were at the point he was coming home.
Not because he was ready, which I quickly found out, because his insurance ran out.
He was home for less than three days.
I was taking to the psych ward because I was misheard by a woman, who claimed to be a nurse, and declared she was going to call elder abuse on me for putting him in such a condition. I was livid.
She left. The cops taking me away left. Leaving Peter to fend for himself. To add to the confusion a neighbor was sent to see Peter however she was scared because somebody else said the magic words Covid. So she informed everyone that the house was locked. It was not the front door was unlocked and easily accessible.
Peter managed to get in touch with his sister Beth who raced for the ferry and came to help him since no one knew where I was. My phone was taken away from me.
As Beth drove to the house, she got a call saying that Peter was in the local hospital.
It was by sheer dumb luck that I got out after Beth called the number that called Peter’s phone and found out where I was. They released me about 9:00 PM and I went home.
The next day I went to see Peter. And found out that he had a bed sore that had become septic. They had them on antibiotics and they were very worried about his blood pressure and heart rhythm at the time. Eventually, we discovered it was due to dehydration, which is also on his first rehab center.
He was in the hospital for quite a while. His doctors and I finally convinced him to do cardio dialysis rather than peritoneal dialysis because then he could be placed closer to home.
He is currently in a rehab center that is about 30 to 40 minutes away from me. They are doing much better at taking care of him.
However, there is a problem when the bedsore went septic, it took them seven tries to finally eliminate the bacteria that was killing him.
Now he has to get back his muscle tone. He currently looks like a Holocaust survivor, and I don’t say that lightly. He is in the rehab center for the long-haul. It doesn’t mean he’s never coming home however it won’t be anytime soon.
What happened to Caroline?
The Fashion Institute of Technology a.k.a. FIT was the perfect place for her to go to college. She is surrounded by like-minded folk. She is currently in a very loving relationship with her girlfriend. I think they’re good for each other.
This year she got into the animation department from the film department so she has two years on her undergrad. She is the first person to convince them that film students learned things that would be useful in animation. She also took a lot of the prerequisites on top of her regular classes. I am very proud of her because she didn’t take no for an answer. And she kept asking why? She did not accept because it’s been this way. She would come back with. Why is it this way? And when they didn’t have an answer, she would make her points for why letting her into animation was a good idea which took away a lot of their reasons she couldn’t.
The State of me
Right now, I am sitting with my leg propped up because I have split my right kneecap in two. I did this late night and, in the dark, trying not to step on a cat. Instead, I managed to land all my weight on my right kneecap. I have been told I am lucky that it split vertically rather than horizontally. I have a meeting with the orthopedist on Thursday to see how everything is going. I also have to talk to him about my right hip. When he first saw me, I figured all pain was radiating from the kneecap. Now I have either bruised or done damage to my right hip, which will be checked out on Thursday.
Caroline came home to help me. She has been an amazing help and I appreciate my daughter more and more each day. We are working at reducing the amount of stuff that is in the house. We have to stop having it look like the beginnings of an episode of hoarders.
So far we have gone through 2/3 of 26 years of fabric and a lot of craft supplies. We are halfway through Peter and my closet and for the first time since his ex moved out, we have room. Sadly, there are still clothes that his ex left in the closet. Along with that, we have sorted through our stuffed animal pile and are donating more than we are keeping.
At Shoreleave this year, we will have for the fans’ collectible, stuffed animals, T-shirts, hats, and regular collectible shirts a lot of them Disney based. All we are asking is, if you can, a donation towards Peter’s expenses outside the purview of his insurance. Come on by and get some really cool stuff.
I am still working at Micheals. I really enjoy the job. I had to take a leave of absence because of the broken knee. I am looking forward to getting back to it..
However, I need to find a job that pays me enough so I can take care of the household expenses, including and underwater, mortgage, power, water, gas, electricity, and other household expenses like food. I have had absolutely no luck. I do have some ideas of what to do next.
I am still making puppets. I am currently finishing an Andorian and a weasel along with new puppets to sell at Shoreleave. It will be the premiere of my blank puppet, which will have a head, a body and arms, leaving the customer to finish the body the way they want. I am calling these blank-ies. Look for them at our table in the vendors room.
You can also find Caroline and her girlfriend’s artwork and plushies for sale at the same table.
I am waiting to hear from Dragon Con. Hoping to get a table in pop art so we can do the same thing we are doing at Shoreleave.
I am still working on that Nemo novel. I honestly haven’t felt like writing anything for the last year and a half. It is only recently that my creative wolf woke up stretched and said, write, build puppets, and do what you do best. Thank you drugs that work. Even my mother says I sound so much better than I did a month ago.
I have a good therapist and a good psychiatric doctor who have helped me a lot to bring my mood to better than neutral. The most recent set of drugs are working better than all the rest. However, we had to go through all the rest before we could get to this combination. I can’t say that I am very happy with the whole pharmaceutical industry right now along with the insurance gauntlet you must run to get better. It is a travesty that could’ve been solved eight years ago very easily. Personally, I like my health insurance company. They have done right by us.
I don’t know if this is going to be a regular thing or when I feel it thing, but I will be putting more here.
I am grateful I am still here.
This really the first day I have felt like writing here and picking up where I left off.
The Peter Re-cap
On November 22, 2022, Peter lost the strength in his legs and arms and was taken to a hospital.
On November 23, 2022, he had a heart attack, but the hospital was the right place to be and they revived him.
On December 11, 2022, he had major but life-saving surgery.
And when I stopped writing daily things, we were at the point he was coming home.
Not because he was ready, which I quickly found out, because his insurance ran out.
He was home for less than three days.
I was taking to the psych ward because I was misheard by a woman, who claimed to be a nurse, and declared she was going to call elder abuse on me for putting him in such a condition. I was livid.
She left. The cops taking me away left. Leaving Peter to fend for himself. To add to the confusion a neighbor was sent to see Peter however she was scared because somebody else said the magic words Covid. So she informed everyone that the house was locked. It was not the front door was unlocked and easily accessible.
Peter managed to get in touch with his sister Beth who raced for the ferry and came to help him since no one knew where I was. My phone was taken away from me.
As Beth drove to the house, she got a call saying that Peter was in the local hospital.
It was by sheer dumb luck that I got out after Beth called the number that called Peter’s phone and found out where I was. They released me about 9:00 PM and I went home.
The next day I went to see Peter. And found out that he had a bed sore that had become septic. They had them on antibiotics and they were very worried about his blood pressure and heart rhythm at the time. Eventually, we discovered it was due to dehydration, which is also on his first rehab center.
He was in the hospital for quite a while. His doctors and I finally convinced him to do cardio dialysis rather than peritoneal dialysis because then he could be placed closer to home.
He is currently in a rehab center that is about 30 to 40 minutes away from me. They are doing much better at taking care of him.
However, there is a problem when the bedsore went septic, it took them seven tries to finally eliminate the bacteria that was killing him.
Now he has to get back his muscle tone. He currently looks like a Holocaust survivor, and I don’t say that lightly. He is in the rehab center for the long-haul. It doesn’t mean he’s never coming home however it won’t be anytime soon.
What happened to Caroline?
The Fashion Institute of Technology a.k.a. FIT was the perfect place for her to go to college. She is surrounded by like-minded folk. She is currently in a very loving relationship with her girlfriend. I think they’re good for each other.
This year she got into the animation department from the film department so she has two years on her undergrad. She is the first person to convince them that film students learned things that would be useful in animation. She also took a lot of the prerequisites on top of her regular classes. I am very proud of her because she didn’t take no for an answer. And she kept asking why? She did not accept because it’s been this way. She would come back with. Why is it this way? And when they didn’t have an answer, she would make her points for why letting her into animation was a good idea which took away a lot of their reasons she couldn’t.
The State of me
Right now, I am sitting with my leg propped up because I have split my right kneecap in two. I did this late night and, in the dark, trying not to step on a cat. Instead, I managed to land all my weight on my right kneecap. I have been told I am lucky that it split vertically rather than horizontally. I have a meeting with the orthopedist on Thursday to see how everything is going. I also have to talk to him about my right hip. When he first saw me, I figured all pain was radiating from the kneecap. Now I have either bruised or done damage to my right hip, which will be checked out on Thursday.
Caroline came home to help me. She has been an amazing help and I appreciate my daughter more and more each day. We are working at reducing the amount of stuff that is in the house. We have to stop having it look like the beginnings of an episode of hoarders.
So far we have gone through 2/3 of 26 years of fabric and a lot of craft supplies. We are halfway through Peter and my closet and for the first time since his ex moved out, we have room. Sadly, there are still clothes that his ex left in the closet. Along with that, we have sorted through our stuffed animal pile and are donating more than we are keeping.
At Shoreleave this year, we will have for the fans’ collectible, stuffed animals, T-shirts, hats, and regular collectible shirts a lot of them Disney based. All we are asking is, if you can, a donation towards Peter’s expenses outside the purview of his insurance. Come on by and get some really cool stuff.
I am still working at Micheals. I really enjoy the job. I had to take a leave of absence because of the broken knee. I am looking forward to getting back to it..
However, I need to find a job that pays me enough so I can take care of the household expenses, including and underwater, mortgage, power, water, gas, electricity, and other household expenses like food. I have had absolutely no luck. I do have some ideas of what to do next.
I am still making puppets. I am currently finishing an Andorian and a weasel along with new puppets to sell at Shoreleave. It will be the premiere of my blank puppet, which will have a head, a body and arms, leaving the customer to finish the body the way they want. I am calling these blank-ies. Look for them at our table in the vendors room.
You can also find Caroline and her girlfriend’s artwork and plushies for sale at the same table.
I am waiting to hear from Dragon Con. Hoping to get a table in pop art so we can do the same thing we are doing at Shoreleave.
I am still working on that Nemo novel. I honestly haven’t felt like writing anything for the last year and a half. It is only recently that my creative wolf woke up stretched and said, write, build puppets, and do what you do best. Thank you drugs that work. Even my mother says I sound so much better than I did a month ago.
I have a good therapist and a good psychiatric doctor who have helped me a lot to bring my mood to better than neutral. The most recent set of drugs are working better than all the rest. However, we had to go through all the rest before we could get to this combination. I can’t say that I am very happy with the whole pharmaceutical industry right now along with the insurance gauntlet you must run to get better. It is a travesty that could’ve been solved eight years ago very easily. Personally, I like my health insurance company. They have done right by us.
I don’t know if this is going to be a regular thing or when I feel it thing, but I will be putting more here.
I am grateful I am still here.