Today, my husband finally had his appointment in at the heart clinic in the city. It was in the afternoon, but they say to come in 45 minutes early. We figured out when we would have to leave to make it with plenty of time, then left a half hour earlier than that, for time to pick up gas along the way.
It was a very good thing we did!
Not long after we left the town we fueled up in, we drove right into a downpour.
This morning was more relaxed for me, thanks to my family taking care of critter feeding. Before heading out to take my mother to her doctor’s appointment, I just had to switch out the memory card on the trail cam, then do some of my usual walk-about.
While walking in the outer yard, past where the grass is overgrown between trees, I noticed a large area of the grass trampled down. Some creature or creatures had surely been tumbling about in there!
As a paused to look, there was an explosion of cats and kittens from under one of the trees!
Yesterday evening, we had someone watching us through our kitchen window.
Big ole Nicky the Nose is making himself at home! Just look at that face! Just look at that…
I went looking at some better pictures we got of Nicky, just to see if this is normal. 😀 Turns out that his right is eye, indeed, slightly smaller than the left, but not normally squished up like that. Not sure what’s going on in this picture! 😀
Meanwhile, while doing my rounds this morning, I discovered this, in the bird bath.
Yup. That’s a layer of ice on there. Not a thin one, either!
It’s June 2, and we’re still going below freezing overnight!
This is going to be rough on people’s gardens. 😦
We’re supposed to get a high of 16C (60F) today, then tomorrow, we’re supposed to hit 25C (77F), with possible thunderstorms by evening, and stay high for the next week or so.
So… the weather we typically would have been getting in April.
If we’re going to have thunderstorms on Monday, we’ll have to do something about the gates we’re working on. Not good weather for paint to cure outdoors!
Butterscotch’s babies have been easier to get pictures of; they are old enough that Butterscotch will come out more often.
This is the first picture I’ve been able to get of Beep Beep’s babies, without having to try and get around Mom.
I admit, I did quite a double take when I uploaded the photo and saw that one kitten’s nose.
No. It is not blood or a wound. It is just skin and fur colouration.
This next picture was actually taken the evening we had the trees taken down.
I saw Rosencrantz looking very agitated, so I had to check on them.
Note that there is only three in the picture.
I took this next photo, the next morning, while putting the cat kibble out.
Alas. They are gone. 😦
I admit to being part of the problem; while I tried to keep my distance, she was not happy with anyone coming near the dog house. All the noise and activity while the trees were being cleared – especially when they moved the equipment into the south yard – was just too much for her.
I think they are now under the storage house. I’m hoping she found something to serve as a cat cave, because it’s mostly open under there.
It may be weeks before we see this litter again. 😦
Ah, well. Such is life.
Speaking of which…
Our other outside cats have all but disappeared, too! I saw Bob last night, but have seen Doom Guy only in passing (as I write this, I can see him way up on a tree branch). I haven’t seen Big Jim or Rolando Moon in days. In fact, we’ve been seeing the visiting toms more than our own resident cats of late.
I get that, now that the weather is better, the young males in particular will be wanting to explore. It’s just that a lot of the cats we were feeding last winter did the same, and most have not returned.
So while we now have 12 new kittens, we have less adult cats outside. Next year, we can expect much the same to happen again; some will stay, some will disappear.
Yesterday evening, our drier suddenly started to make an unfortunate noise.
Thankfully, it was on the cool down portion of the cycle, so the clothes were dry, but I had another load to go in. I started it up again and the noise continued, so I stopped it.
Thankfully, I could remember where I left the bucket of clothes pins and was able to hang our clothes on the clothes line. It was getting late in the day, though, so I took them in before going to bed. I didn’t want them to get rained or snowed on overnight. They were almost dry. 😀
I don’t know anything useful about driers, but my first thought was “bearing” (well… rollers, but I didn’t know that initially). However, as I took out the load that was in it when it started to make the noise, I found a zipper pull on the bottom of the drum. I checked the shirt it came from as I hung it, and a piece of metal was missing. So that brought in the possibility that the metal got stuck somewhere
I sent a quick email to my older brother, who has worked on this machine before, and described what I was hearing and what I thought it might be. He agreed with the metal piece likely being the culprit. He’s had to deal with stuff like this before; I guess it’s not uncommon, though I’ve never had it happen to me before. He gave me some info, and today I tried to take a look. I could pinpoint where the noise was coming from, which unfortunately meant I could do nothing about it. The noise was coming from just above the door. I started to get down to look inside, but just couldn’t do it. My knees are too shot. In the end, my younger daughter was able to get down on the floor, sitting with her back against the drier, stick her head inside and, using her phone as a flashlight, find the piece of metal. She was able to get it out with some needle nosed pliers.
What would I do without her? ❤
I’m glad it got stuck when it did. I just happened to be close by to hear it right when it started. If it had gotten stuck earlier in the cycle, none of us would have been around to hear it, and it could have broken the machine before any of us noticed there was a problem!
Even the cats missed him. They have been super cuddly. I’ve been waking up with these two, fighting to get under the covers with me. Mama cat won; she’s still under the covers in this picture, and Fenrir settled for sprawling on top of them.
Which left me with one arm stuck out, and unable to put my phone away. This was handy when I started getting messages from my husband, telling me he would be able to come home by 10 or 10:30.
After I wrote about our foggy morning, yesterday, my daughter and I headed to town for her shift.
Locally, we had a light, moody fog. By the time we left, it was pretty much gone.
On the way to town, we drove into a wall of fog, that just kept getting denser as we got closer to the lake!
I took this picture in the grocery store parking lot.
Keep in mind that my phone’s camera cleans visibility up quite a bit with smoke or fog, so in real life, the visibility was actually much less. Even so, I would normally be able to see several buildings, including the hospital my husband is in, from here!
For the past while, we haven’t been seeing deer come to the feeding station. The changing season and daylight hours seems to be the trigger for them coming by less often.
They are coming, though. Yesterday, I could see some hoof prints in the little bit of snow that had fallen during the night. By then, most of the feed was eaten, and I could see they’d walked around, but little sign in the snow that they ate anything.
This morning, there was no snow to leave tracks in, but I did find other signs of nightly visitors.
There were little tufts of deer fur, all over the feeding station! Their winter fur much be coming out in patches right now. 🙂
With heading to the hospital both morning and afternoon, I’ve been pulling into the yard after the morning visit. By the afternoon, things have warmed up, and I can really tell as I pull out of the yard.
There was a time when this area was gravel. It’s been so long, there’s no sign of it anymore!
Getting a whole lot of gravel is just another thing on the to-do list for this place!
I was at the hospital in plenty of time for the morning visit with the doctor. My husband is doing so much better. Feet and lower legs still a bit puffy, but the shortness of breath is mostly gone. The reduction in fluids in his body has meant he’s able to do stuff for himself again, that he hadn’t been able to for a while. He was even able to sit in the comfy chair in his room! It’s a low chair, making it painful for him to get in and out of, but the back support and comfort made it worth the effort.
He’s still waiting on the tests for his heart in the city. Based on his bloodwork, the doctor has written him up for an ultrasound on his liver, but that may be (and likely is) completely unrelated to the edema. That will be in another, smaller city, not where he will be going for the heart tests, so that can be done on an outpatient basis; they’re not going to keep him in the hospital for it.
At one point, a woman had come in to let him know they’ve sent his file to a particular department, and someone was going to come talk to him about resources of this, that and the other thing. As she was talking, though, I brought up what I felt was being lost in the shuffle; the root cause of all of his problems. His back injury, and pain management problems. I’m glad I did bring it up, because she hadn’t know anything about it. She was just dealing with what they were dealing with while at the hospital; they’re focusing on congestive heart failure (I wonder what will happen when he goes into the city and the tests end up showing his heart is just fine, now that the edema is almost completely gone?) and the scare with his blood sugars. They’re talking about getting his sugars under control, increasing his mobility, and talking about weight loss. I brought up that, when he was first being diagnosed with his back injury, a spine specialist had said flat out, yeah, losing weight would probably help, but it’s not going to happen. The nature of his injury makes that almost impossible. Add in that one of the medications he’s on prevents weight loss, none of that is going to happen until that pain is under control. She clearly hadn’t known about the back injury, so we talked about his being on the waiting list for the pain clinic for more than a year already, and pain related issues, and she did even say, until the pain is managed, nothing else is going to get managed.
The down side of my husband working so hard to be a “good patient” is, things tend to get distracted away from the main problem, and all these peripheral issues are being focused on. Yes, they need to be treated, but as the symptoms they are, not separate, unrelated issues on their own.
On a related note, the doctor did the paperwork for the disability and caregiver tax credits, and I’m concerned we’ll have a bit of the same problem. The doctor can only answer for what he’s been working with, first hand, which even the form says is not necessarily the date of diagnosis. That’s fine. But where it talked about my husband’s condition, it only was about the most recent stuff from the past few days. There is nothing on the form that talks about the reason he’s on disability to begin with. I took the paperwork to the tax preparer, forgetting just how early in the day it still was. She wasn’t there yet, but I was able to leave the forms with the franchise owner. I asked for her to phone me, but I think I’ll just call her myself, before we head back to town this afternoon. I can find out how much we owe her, in the process.
Our budget is totally hooped for this month! We got our monthly shop in, and the bills are paid, so that’s the main thing. We’ll manage just fine. 🙂