Such a week...the loss of one of the greatest souls of our time, Maya Angelou. This woman has been inspiring me and lifting me up since I first became involved with her in I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings in 1970. She impacted my life then and has impacted it ever since. She will be missed.
It's been crazy in a freaky calm kind of way around here. The Irishman is in a moderate amount of pain, a giant amount of "sick to death of this brace and collar", and a wee bit pissed because he can't do anything to help in the garden or around the house. He isn't sleeping well...he has to sleep in an almost upright position because of the cervical collar and the brace, of course doesn't allow him to bend. So...he sleeps about 2 hours, wakes up because his butt is going numb, and walks around a little before coming back to bed and trying again. (This is a guy who normally requires a good solid 8 hours of sleep to function). I feel so bad for him...tonight we tried to wash his hair as best we could. 3 x in the past 6 days, I have helped him bathe, as much as possible. They insisted that is not to remove the collar or brace. This is a guy who showers at least once (and sometimes twice) a day and this is killing him. Although he rarely admits it (when I ask if he's hurting, he mumbles "I'm okay") I think he hurts a lot. He walks around with a permanent scowl on his face. Bless his heart...he's usually very jovial and laughs and smiles a lot.
Today I finished putting in the garden. All except a small amount of kale and chard that is going to border a couple of beds. I'll get to it Sunday maybe. I already have some kale for eating in the box and so none of that is an emergency. I'm exhausted and I hurt everywhere. But I kept plugging along and got it done. On Wednesday I mowed the yard while he was out at a meeting with a friend. So, everything is manageable. The house could be a little cleaner, but I'm not stressing over that.
I got a call this morning and the insurance company is giving us about 2000 dollars more for the totaled car than Kelly Blue Book says it's worth--Hurray !! We probably won't see any money for another 2 weeks. They have to contact the loan company and pay off the car loan (2 more payments), shuffle some title papers back and forth between us and them, and then cut the check. They have been great. The medical claims adjuster, on the other hand...has been just this side of rude and mean every time I've talked to her. I know I am very emotional right now, and overly tired. But I have been through quite a lot, and she could show a little more compassion and decency. I had a little meltdown when I got off the phone with her the other day. Oh well. This too shall pass.
Our family reunion is Sunday, and I guess we won't be going. I don't think he could handle the ride, 2 hours there and 2 hours back. OH well. Nothing to be done about that.
It's almost 1:30 AM. I'm still up because I am baking soft garlic breadsticks for a lunch time potluck tomorrow. I didn't start them until about 9 PM, because we were out for a meeting, and before that I was out for PT. Between those 2 things, I baked an oatmeal spice cake to take to the potluck. So far I have baked about 20 breadsticks, with another 20 rising right now. Once I get those baked, I'm headed for bed. I'm tired. lol
I keep finding bruises. My joints hurt. My neck is stiff again. My shoulders hurt. I'm too old to be rolling a car.
Have a grand weekend all. I'm going to check on this stuff and maybe get it in the oven a little early and go sleep. Thank you all for your continued prayers and all the love. It means the world to me.