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Good Morning Everyone!
In keeping with the season, I have to post this picture too!
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The pictures in this blog were all taken on Saturday... (yesterday was nasty, and I will get to that later).
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Berta had stopped out with Gabriel before she had to go in for work... She has been working many overtime hours and has been almost an invisible entity.
Gabriel was very excited to meet the kitty. Or as he says, "KEE~TEE"... (Notice he didn't even bother taking his jacket off)!
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Of course he might have kept his coat on, knowing that we would inevitably end up outside. We all chatted while he busied himself picking some flowers for Mama and Grandma too!
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And on to yesterday...
Gabriel arrived about quarter after eight. And he was in FULL Assault Form of those 'terrible twos' too. (And he seemed to be taken completely "deaf" as well)...
I came back here to rearrange his little car that turns into a wagon; (took me long enough to figure out "how" to do it too). He laughed at me. He then pushed it out into the kitchen and to the living room. In the meantime, I had quick clicked "home" on my page here to see if anyone was on, or had commented on my blog. Gone for no longer than a minute, I hear him shaking something, and go out to the dining room. He was standing on the bar table (4 feet up!!!), and was using the flyswatter to try to hit a bug on the ceiling! (Heart Attack City for me)... YOKES! Now he's a deaf mountain goat???
...And high time to be getting in the shower too. He put his blanket in the bathroom, and contented himself playing with my "boot" while I showered. Casey woke up in the meantime, and we decided to take a ride to see Rick. (Gabriel LOVES his Grandpa too)! I should have thought to bring the camera, but didn't; not with all the "terrible~two~ing" going on around here...
We witnessed a miracle though... While we were there, Gabriel seemed to recover BOTH his hearing, and his manners!!!
Hmmm....???? hehehe
...We left at halftime, (about 1:30); but never made it home until about 7:30. I think Casey missed her doctors so much that we ended up at St. Marys Hospital once more... (She had SO much pain all over again). She was shaky, nauseous;, and once again, her eyesight was blurred. She was weak. Sweaty. Pale like death. And of course they only treated her pain.
Her blood tests were mostly normal... Her lipase/amylase count was up a little, but maybe this is normal for Chronic Pancreatitis? In the meantime I had called Robertas friend Jessica. She picked Gabriel up without hesitation. She called Berta too because Berta was to the hospital within the hour.
So to "follow up with her regular doctor" today or tomorrow. Blah~Blah~Blah... Would somebody PLEASE just get us a damned diagnosis already? I am so tired of hearing the word "ideopathic" ...
*Kind of a catch~all to replace "we have no idea what's really wrong because we are all idiots." (Followed closely be, "here's the address to send your check to.").
Damn.
She is still asleep, wanting to be woken for 7 because she has 2 LONG re~interviews today, beginning at 9. Two different companies. Please wish her well. And maybe a little prayer or two?
It's almost 7 now for crying out loud... Must fly...
Have a great Monday, or I shall have to send the dogs, (and Uncle Joe), to be cheering you up as well!
XOXO
Anne
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