Tuesday August 8th 2023

Good morning!

I've been up since about 6:30 AM when best friend texted me some pictures of the sunrise at the beach.  Should have turned the phone off.  But it was time to feed the dogs.

Slowbro's swelling remains gone.   The skin is saggy there but it doesn't seem tender.  Maybe it was just treat or something stuck there and when he ate dinner it dislodged, or something that drained.  I'll keep watching.  

I made a chickpea curry to have for lunch later and am marinating some tofu for dinner.  Have a hot yoga class scheduled for 10:30.  Going to see Oppenheimer with best friend.  Not really a movie I'd want to see but the buzz around it and the stellar reviews changed my mind.  I'm sure it's good.

Have a great day!

Tweety~ Sounds to me that Slowbro had an abcess that popped and drained. I have had more than several pets that has happened to, and the skin gets baggy and isn't as tender after it pops and drains. 

Joe~ Yeah, my knee is better after several rounds of heat/cold/heat/cold last night. It is still tender-ish, but not having sharp pains. And as far as the bank, we figured out....on our OWN, that because we had reported the card used by someone else, and they have put a 'stop' on the card, nothing can be done until the 'investigator' researches the account and purchase, and clears the account. THEN hubby has to 'prove' he is POA (again), and maybe then we can get the card cancelled altogether, and make monthly payments on her balance. I have to dig out some of the past statements to see the $4,000+ balance and what it was for, ie where the other charges came from. // One person we were talking to about it, heard me prompt hubby of the last 4 digits of his SSN, so they said they couldn't talk to him anymore because they heard my voice in the background, and we got hung up on. Well, hubby was a bit snockered and he was having trouble figuring out which of the cards we needed number from (6 diff cards, not all credit cards, but ID stuff); he had trouble entering in their phone numbers, also.  They also wanted to talk to Nannie, and hubby tried to explain the dementia and Alzheimers made her unable to understand and therefore give her "OK" for the card to be cancelled. He told them that she is 93 and can't do any of her own business, let alone drive to that store and make a high $ dollar purchase, but apparently that makes no difference to them.

SO! Instead of going over to the bank (who, of course, never returned my call) we will just have to wait (ppfftt!) for the investigator to do what they have to do, and supposedly we will be contacted when the investigation is done. The only small comfort in all of this is no one else can use the card.

As far as placing Nannie, we have to get her husband's birth and death certificates AND the Navy discharge papers, so she can have the VA pay on some of the cost to keep her in a nursing home. My neighbor ( the good one) has offered to help me do that on-line, and if we can't find the papers we can wait until VA sends them to us. I understand all this has to be done, but it makes it no less annoying. Nannie's 'filing system" was haphazard to say the least. We can't get into the dresser-drawers up in her former bedroom, because the furniture and boxes stored up there blocks the dresser. One of hubby's friends has said she wants the single bed and dresser that came from the little room (which is now my room) but has not contacted her friend who she said will help her move that stuff. I may call Salvation Army to come do a pick-up of the things in our way. Then I can start tossing out sh** like old, old Christmas decorations, gobs of fake flower arrangements and other of her stuff she never wears, sees or uses. She can't climb up the stairs and will never see what we toss out, so I may periodically do some clearing out of the room. 

Hubby also said he has already talked to his dgt about ME getting everything if he dies first, and she doesn't need to think she can come over and go up to his room and snitch the things she wants. She has to "wait her turn at inheriting anything", just like he has  to wait until Nannie dies to actually inherit anything. But it was Nannie who made those decisions with her lawyer 7 years ago when she remade her will, before she started losing more of her faculties, and she had a doctor document that states she, at the time, able to make those decisions.

He also told her he wanted to be cremated and there won't be any services for him, per his request, so she doesn't need to come over here to see him before the cremations, because there won't be a lot of time between his death and cremation, when it occurs. He said he wasn't going to be intubated and put on life support and held in limbo just so she can come over to 'say goodbye'.

Last night was another big argument , Nannie was NOT going to go to bed, she said. She said we never do anything for her, and hubby hit the ceiling.

And I guess we'll have to get a lawyer to dispute the nsg home where she went for a month after the last hospital discharge, several years ago, because we just got a letter from the owning company (the nsg home itself has been closed down!).....they have the due date as 8-5-2023....which was 3 days before their letter arrived. Besides which Medicare was supposed to cover the first month (the only month she was there) post discharge. So, WE don't owe THEM ANYTHING! It's just more crap we have to deal with. 

Hubby is pushing for us to go out to the Chinese restaurant to eat supper. I bet she will crawl out of her recliner (without putting the footrest down; her weight will break it one of these days if she keeps doing that.) and go to bed. So, when we get back, we will have to get her back up to give her meds, and supper, if she will eat. She might still be mad and say she doesn't want any supper. She wouldn't agree to eat supper last night until 8:30 PM.

Ah, me. What a life, what a world.

Well, I'll be! Nannie was still in her recliner when we came home! She is now chowing down on the buffet-food/take-out I picked out for her. She has no idea it's from a Chinese restaurant, and keeps saying, "Mmmm! Mmmm-MMM! This is GOOOOD!" She demolished the whole meal!

Hubby said he's not going to say anything more to her about bedtime and all the other things she's been crabbing about with him. I sure hope he can step on his tongue and be quiet. 

Ballgame has started. Bottom of the first inning, and already the Pirates are ahead. Hubby is having trouble with the way the game is going already, telling us about the manager and the pitcher, but so far he isn't hollering at the TV. He isn't saying anything we haven't heard him say 100 times before. He said he wished he had a direct line to the Braves dugout so he could tell them what he thinks about what they are and aren't doing. I told him if he started in on them, they would just hang up on him. When I mildly remarked that  no one was perfect, it's only the 2nd inning, but that set him off. Now he IS yelling at me and Nannie; it's because when we got home, he took a 0.5 Xanax on top of his vodka. Squawking and grumping about how he isn't allowed to have his opinion, yet I could say anything I wanted to about tRump. (I didn't know he was for tRump, though I know he doesn't like Biden.) I apologized for my commenting about him complaining about the game. Then he started in on Nannie about "Who brought you that supper, huh? You don't know?" and blah-blah-blah. He gets a hairline temper-triggered when he does that vodka/xanax combo. He stomped out saying he's sick of this sh**. (yeh, me too; I'm sick of his sh** .) Where he has stomped out to, is the Ford and his Vodka stash. He drank 2 sleeves of it yesterday (8 little bottles per sleeve) I can tell we aren't going to have a better evening tonight.  Ppfftt!

The boys and I had planned to go to a movie tonight but Twin B got called in to work. The other night shift clerk has some chronic health problem -- I'm not sure what but maybe Crohn's disease or ulcerative colitis? -- and she calls off fairly often. 

We considered Indiana Jones, Barbie, Oppenheimer, and TMNT. Then narrowed it down to Barbie or TMNT (their childhood toys or mine) and had settled on TMNT (to be honest, that was my 4th choice but I'm sure it would be fun).