I’ve been wanting to write an appropriate post for the end of 2015. Nothing has come to me. Partly due to the fact of being in the throes of a big cold/flu episode. Partly due to the fact of just not being able to face the blank page. I keep trying to get something written to post before this self-important/imposed deadline, but most of what is started is blithery and blathery…yet the urge is insistent: tie up loose ends!
Where to start? How about with this photo:
- The beginning of summer, I took a leave of absence from my Wounded Warriors Horse Therapy volunteering. I was scheduled to have foot surgery with an anticipated lengthy recovery requiring staying out of my work/cowboy boots and off my feet in general. Long story short, the routine procedure was scheduled and cancelled three times due to insurance issues, even though it was labeled a medical necessity. This photo was taken after a full day of shooting footage for a Horse Tales TV episode featuring the Wounded Warriors Horse Therapy Program. Unfortunately, it doesn’t show everyone…In the meantime, long distance family commitments among other things amped up the need for us to be able to leave for Colorado at the drop of a hat…so I officially bowed out of the program in the Fall.
On-going elder care is something that is ever-changing. How ironic as the elderly truly want and need things to be less ‘changeable’. In the case of Dad, he changed residences a total of 4 (or was it 5?) times since the Fall of 2014. Not just rooms in the same building but different buildings in different company complexes and different cities. All of which had promised to deliver progressive care as he entered into different phases of need. That is not to say Dad is the easiest guy to care for when he’s ‘urpy’ as Ma used to say. But still, these places are top-rated and supposed to have dealt with ‘urpy’ oldsters as a matter of routine.
If I name-dropped, you’d be surprised at the residences which proved to be more ‘business’ than ‘heart’. Anyway, this is not a rant, but the last three weeks of September were particularly stressful as he was transferred from ICU to rehab to ICU then…this newest place filled with angels. No, not literal heaven, but a lovely group home in a house environment where ‘normal’ dementia is not considered a reason for discharge.
- Once we got back from our trip to see Dad in October, it was time to focus on MamaCass and her kitties. The plan? Capture kitties and get them adopted ASAP. In the course of a week, Curious & Fraidy Cat were indeed captured and quickly adopted. Within days of kitty-capture, MamaCass willingly sauntered into the pet crate and allowed us to take her to get SNIPped.
- 2015 GraNToeWriMo (Grant Writing Month) = 2015 NaNoWriMo. I skipped the 50K race to write a novel this year in favor of re-entering my more ‘normal’ world of seeking grants. After drafting and finishing this inaugural proposal, I now have an updated template to use in future grant requests. Signed, sealed and mailed December 18th, it arrived safely to its intended destination the 21st. Keep your fingers crossed and whisper a prayer, please.
- While scrambling to get the house ready for the holidays in earnest anticipation of Michelle and David’s visit…our refrigerator died on Christmas Eve. It had been in an odd cycle of freeze/thaw no matter the settings for a while, but we hoped it would make it through to the New Year. We’re renters. I try hard to not be bothersome. We lost a lot of food, even though we got a loaner on Christmas Day – it was not even as tall as myself (I’m 5’4”). After appealing our case to the landlord, a better replacement was installed on December 28th. I think I need to re-evaluate this thing of not being a bother to our landlord on such items…Hmmmm, this sounds like a ‘resolution’ for 2016…
That’s it for now. I ran out of steam, hence the lack of photos to enhance the text of this post.