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21
May
13

The Pollen Farm

I am convinced that we live in the middle of a pollen farm. As you know, CPI put off dying of allergies to attend Prom. Yesterday, however, he had to stay home since they were still in force. He has gone to school today since he is now merely coughing loudly as opposed to shaking the house. FMP was not so lucky. He spent most of last night getting rid of the gunk in him by a much less pleasant process than coughing it up. I, on the other hand, am the Queen of Sneezes. The only one not affected is IRP. I guess God thinks she has had enough to deal with this year already.

Last night, when the door was open, Whiskey decided to take himself for a walk. He had never even tried this before, so no one thought he would do it. We had to go in search of him since apparently his map did not include return directions. I had this problem with a GPS I once owned. It kept wanting me to go up non-existent ramps. It is now in FMP’s possession. We found Whiskey and brought him home. We do hope he doesn’t subject us to that type of panic again. I guess we will have to be careful when we open doors.

TSG

20
May
13

Too much fun?

CPI had so much fun that he slept until 5:00 yesterday. I think he might have gone on sleeping, but we made him get up to eat and so that he would sleep that night. He is currently “awake”, but lolling all over the couch. It is ridiculous how tall he has become. He takes up virtually the entire length of the couch and his feet are still hovering over the floor.

Apparently, I misunderstood. There was no putt-putt golf. Instead, there was bowling, arcade games, laser tag, pool and a ROPES course. CPI thinks we might all like to go there sometime. Given my grace and elegance, I will not be going in for laser tag or ROPES. For evidence of the above statement, see here: http://thissideofgaudy.wordpress.com/2013/04/21/keeping-out-the-dogs-or-how-to-injure-yourself-in-a-ridiculous-manner/.

TSG

19
May
13

How fun was it?

I am not really sure. It must have been a blast since it is almost 3:30 and CPI is still in bed. I’ll let you know if I ever find out.

TSG

18
May
13

Not Dead Yet

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Well, CPI didn’t die and is looking pretty pleased with himself. I’m glad. I hate to waste a good suit!

TSG

18
May
13

“If I die, bury me in the new suit”

Really, CPI!? Really!? After all these years, I find a suit that I can afford and you really like. Then, I have it altered to fit you exactly and you decide to die? Somebody save me!

CPI has been laid low since yesterday at three with severe allergies. At one point, he even had a fever. He is coughing like nobody’s business and probably bringing up stuff no one wants to see. Briefly, he decided to die and wanted to be buried in the new suit. But, “not before it is altered. I refuse to be buried in an ‘ill-fitting’ suit”. Yes, because my only concern if a child dies is how cool they look in the coffin.

CPI has, however, made a miraculous semi-recovery in the last hour or so and insists on going to both Prom and SNAP (Senior Night After Prom) at a nearby indoor putt-putt golf course and recreation area. I hope he survives.

Have a great time, CPI! We love you!

16
May
13

Sharped-Dressed Man

Everything has been so up-in-the-air that we just got in today to rent CPI’s tuxedo for prom, which we had previously been by and priced at $188. Everyone and their cousin was there. While we were waiting for him to be measured, I looked across the room and saw a beautiful pin-striped suit with a tag dangling from its sleeve. I went to investigate and discovered that it was one of the new ones they sell and had originally been $249. The current price was $199 and it was CPI’s size. CPI was worried because the salesman had already begun the rental process. I assured him that there would be no problem moving to a sale.

CPI tried the suit on and it fit perfectly except for the length and waist. Our cleaner/tailor is fixing these small problems and will have it ready by Saturday morning. We have been with them for several years and she was glad to hear that IRP is recovering. The salesman even threw in the shoe rental for free. The shoes have to be back on Sunday, but the suit is CPI’s forever. Or, until he grows some more, whichever comes first.

TSG

16
May
13

Home where she belongs

Finally! IRP is home again! We are so glad and grateful! Marsh, the ancient Labrador Retriever, was so glad to see her that he showed more enthusiasm in the first ten minutes after her arrival than in the entire week before. He and Whiskey had really begun to mope about looking for her.

Today, we will begin follow-up visits with doctors, starting with the surgeon and the infection specialist. Next week, we will see IRP’s regular physician. Also, she will be calling to set a new appointment with the psychologist so we can get that back on track.

I feel that we have now had our quota of unpleasant excitement for the year and should be excused any other drama.

TSG

15
May
13

Cabin Fever

I will be spending the night at the extended care facility with IRP. She called us at about 9:15 crying and with a severe case of cabin fever. It was all I could do to convince her that she could not check out in the middle of the night with an IV line in her upper arm. My mom is going to come tomorrow before I leave for work and stay until IRP is ready to check out. By then, I should be back here since the last IV antibiotic starts at 4:30 and takes thirty minutes. Then, of course, the PICC must be removed, etc.

I am going now to try to get some rest in this lovely reclining chair.

Good night!
TSG

14
May
13

TNB is voted off the island (and we don’t even watch the show)

Yesterday, TNB pressed IRP to decide whether or not she would “go out with him”. If I understand correctly, this is what we used to call “going together” or “going steady”. When she, on my advice (I know, shocking!), refused to make such a decision while ill, he stopped speaking to her. This is unacceptable behavior since it is a form of coercion. If you are so unhappy that you cannot speak civilly about something, you tell the person and let them know when you will be returning. TNB simply will not talk to IRP until she is ready to decide.

This has led to the following decision; TNB must go. He will not function in our family where this type of behavior is not approved of. As a side note, if he hopes by his silence to win a “war of attrition” by outlasting IRP’s ability to stand his not talking, he is doomed to disappointment. IRP has been skilled in this tactic since childhood and is hard to beat in such a competition. I doubt TNB can do it. It is all I can do to win and I have been up against it for almost 22 years.

TSG

14
May
13

A Slight Delay

IRP will not be coming home until Wednesday. The extended-care facility received a 7-day prescription for one of her IV antibiotics instead of a 5-day one. The infection specialist said that we could bring her home today. But, when I asked what would be best for IRP, he said the extra 2 days would be very helpful to her considering the magnitude and location of the infection. We really want her home, but feel we have to do what is best for IRP. This was a near thing and I have no desire to repeat the experience.

I have always told my children, “My job is to keep you safe and happy, in that order. It is possible to be safe and not happy. But, you cannot be truly happy unless you are also safe”. Now, I find myself in the unenviable position of standing by my statement.

We love you, sweetie, but we can wait a bit for you to come home if it will make you safer.

Love, Mom