THE (belated) MOTHER'S DAY POST!

Happy Mother's Day (belated)! These were my flowers. I know, my phone pictures are awful but they were lovely. I had to leave them the day after I got them to see the children. My children sent them to me!  My "children" means our son and his family of four!

Well, I meant well. I really did. This is me, folks..always meaning well, but faiing.! ;) No blogging about belts and pads, and Seventeen Mag of olden days, in case you've been panting with curiosity. Ahem. Or with dread.

Thank you, Judy, (I'm not going to link...), for mentioning a "body shift". I've just had the 2nd one that I could absolutely tell, and it was scary. The first happened about 8 years ago when I was about 60, (I have had no female organs left, by the way---since I was 48. BLECH!), then, this month, I sat up on the edge of the bed, and boom, another "slumping feeling". It has really done a real number on my right shoulder, which was already a problem. A number all over, really. :)

Now it seems as if my spine is turning forward and toward the right and curving round. My body was "shakey"  this week, although heat and cold helped neck and back for awhile--nothing else really does. I can't take anything but Tylenol Arthritis, because of Coumadin therapy--and blood clots. My BP is dropping and raising, too. (Sounds like I'm on the way out of this world, lol! Ba-Bye?!) This all started last year. On top of Fibromyalgia.

 I have to get an MRI and a heart workup done soon. ugh.

Hubby and I are afraid to touch their Keurig 2.0s. (We have a 1.0 at home---scary enough.) Mr. Coffee---where did you go?


They have stairs. I can just pull on the railing and not worry about my cane. Thank goodness, my husband follows me, or all 5 people in the house would, from my son and wife on down--including dil's mom, who lives in the MIL suite in the basement. She is one year older than I, and in fine health, and she can help DIL and son with so much.

My grandson, who will be 13 in 3 months, was diagnosed with Crohn's last year, maybe youall remember. He's been doing pretty good, but now they'll wean him off the prednisone which has helped build him up so much. We are so praying that cures for this disease will be on the way and relieve a lot of suffering for so many. He has a good attitude, and as long as he can fish after school. he's happy. Both kids make straight A's, every grade, so far. He was sick today and feeling blue, we were leaving, too. My snuggleboy is growing up and is so confused. Puberty,  WHY??


My only granddaughter turns 10 on the 23rd. A super funny, independent, smart gazeIle. She is an early puberty girl, and right now, is fine. I let her open her presents before we left. We've been here since Sat. afternoon, and will leave tomorrow afternoon. She's waiting to go camping (to Governor's camp.) after school ends.

 It's been has been so hard on DIL this week, with a sinus thing. Her dryer stopped working the night before we left to come. It wasn't a great week for her---she's a great mother. We kept it low-key, and that's my style. It was different, but in no way bad, because we were together. but we also laughed until we cried about old memories, movies, and at the kids still being kids!

It wasn't  perfect, but it was perfectly fine with me. I had my cane but rarely used it. Played silly games like "Never Have I Ever" with grandkids; got outside and visited with G.S. David and the newest cat. Pop went to watch David fish. David caught one, Pop was asleep. (MeMe would have stayed away!)

Had alone laughs with my son, watching old music videos of his generation. We love to bet if one can remember more than the other. Guess who won! (No, not me.) (No, no metal!) He had his cell phone on the sly. Cheat! I was still able to keep up, though. I loved it. I love that hardworking "boy" more than he'll ever know.

Was able to make chicken salad and a dip at home that disappeared fast after we got here on Saturday.

Met my goal to be there Saturday by 3 pm, and we were. Though I achieved other outtings" Weds., Thursday night, and Friday, I made it.

Whew!! I was wiped out, still am, and oh, so thankful. Hope your weekend was super, and this week even
better!

David and Graham

...Try again. Fail again. Fail better.  (S. Beckett)