Friday June 6, 2008

The day dawned quiet and humid. It was already 75 degrees at 0800. And even though I was awake every couple of hours during the night, I WASN’T HOT!!!!! Yes, I had warm ups, and I think that’s why I woke, you know, with that sensation that I was going to get hot. But I only got warm, and cooled off within 10 minutes or so. Wow—Praise the Lord!!

I got up and got ready for the day, as did Daniel. We had breakfast, then he headed outside. Dan’s priority was to get the dock in. I asked him to let me know if he needed help, but he said no. He had gotten new “pads” for the bottom of the support poles, and needed to change out the screw things from the poles. He worked on that most of the day. I cleaned up the breakfast dishes, moved some of my things around, and went outdoors with the broom, to sweep the deck and house.

Well. I discovered that I can’t use that broom very aggressively (or at a normal pace). My breast started hurting. Then I started worrying that I don’t have the sleeve on, so am I causing some damage or something to my arm/lymph? I slowed down the sweeping movements, and only did a few brushes at a time. It took me a while, but I got the front and part of the side swept off of the cobwebs and bugs, and the deck swept, too. Daniel had taken a break from the lake and was spraying the outside of the house. I went back inside--I didn’t want him to think I was slacking. After a bit, he went back out in the lake to work on the dock. I went out to ask him if there was anything I could do to help him. He said he was out of bug stuff, and I could go into town and get more. Ok, I will.

I looked over at the Goodwin Cottage, and it looks like Jim and Polly have arrived. I hear the message tone on my phone—service is intermittent—and I listen. Polly tells me they’ve arrived, call her. So I do. It’s just after 12 noon. I took half of the 37.5 mg effexor, hoping that I won’t get so loopy and that it will still quell the hots.

I tell her I have to go into town, I’ll be over in a minute. At the Goodwin Cottage, I hug Jim, hug Polly. We visit some, and as we are out in the yard, the neighbor Ann is out. Hugs to Ann. We visit briefly, and I have to go so I can get back. Polly rides into Hale with me, with the convertible top down and the air conditioning on. Hey—it’s 85 degrees out there! And humid! We stop and pick up the bug stuff, then go to the grocery store. Daniel hasn’t had anything to eat since breakfast, and I wanted to get some turkey or something for him. We pick up what we need from there, go to another store and get stuff there, too. Back at the Goodwin Cottage, Polly gets out. See you tomorrow…

Jim calls, says we’ll have lunch at the Jacque Cabin tomorrow. Ok, look forward to it.

I fix lunch for us and summon Daniel. We sit on the deck and enjoy the lake, our lunch, and each other. He’s done, and gets back at his project. He’s almost done.

I go out in the backyard—the rhubarb is ripe for the pickin’. So I do. I must have pulled 5 pounds, anyway. I brought it in the house and cleaned it and cut it up. I ended up with 2 ½ large containers of cut up rhubarb. Maybe I’ll make something rhubarb for the lunch tomorrow…

While I’m doing that, there’s a storm blowing in. The radio has severe thunderstorm warnings for our area, and soon it’s a tornado warning. I watch the sky. It’s raining and blowing pretty good, and passes in about 45 minutes or so. Daniel has gotten his project done and picked up, and has been in the shower. He’s ready to go to dinner.

We go to Big Bob’s in town; it was busy and there was talk of the storm. A barn blown down somewhere.

We eat and get back home. Daniel’s really tired. He’s resting while I write. I’m going to try putting this in the Word program, then copying it into the blog. If it works, great. If it doesn’t, I’ll have it written, and just have to copy it.

I only got a little loopy from the ½ of a pill, but I’m having the hot flash aura—that unsettled, restless feeling. I’ll take the other half after I’ve posted this.

Hope all is well with each of you. I appreciate that you continue to read, that you are praying for us. Hugs.