WordPress, the people who put this blog stuff together, was down last night, so I couldn’t make a post. Tomorrow’s post should be awesome. In the meantime, share with us a kareoke (sp?) song that you would be willing to sing, and under which circumstances.
Tears from heaven
My whole life all I ever wanted was a teardrop trailer. The Trailer Fairy told me that if I was good enough, smart enough, and pretty enough, I could have one. I ain’t got one yet.
Teardrop trailers are impossibly tiny. They are just big enough inside for a mattress, a cupboard for your underwear, and six hours’ worth of air. These things have plagued me on HGTV, driving by on trailers, and in my dreams. I’ve only known them from theory and the internet. But on Saturday, driving back from Columbus, they actually had one!!! Actually, they had two – one was inside the little car/trailer store. I had to take pictures, of course! The camper inside the building had a beer tap, definitely the one we need, don’t you think? Please, Trailer Fairy, please!!
Not so bad
We’ve been experimenting with food left and right lately.  I finally got to use the Baker’s Edge pan for a roast, and I wish I could say it all turned out perfectly. This was my first experience cooking pork tenderloin, and I wasn’t thinking that it would take less time than a regular piece of meat. Anyway, the meat turned out pretty awesome (thank, Mrs. Dash!), but the vegetables were kinda crunchy. Potatoes shouldn’t be crunchy unless they’re chips, and ‘chips’ is a dirty word around here.
Lloyd’s been making salads (trying to be as cool as Brad). This is his latest creation – lettuce, strawberries, chopped pecans (avocado on mine) and dressed with lemon juice. It is surprisingly tasty!
Booooo!
“Boooo” as in “Terrible! Horrible! No Good! Very Bad!”  We are just experiencing a series of plagues, I think.
I started to list them all, but that’s just too much whining.  Let’s just say that this has been a bad week all around. Too much going on and not enough time to deal with it. Lloyd’s health, lots of driving around, our basement at school flooded during Tuesday’s torrential rain and then got stinky, and I’m nowhere near ready for Saturday’s conference.  Lloyd’s bummed because five hours into making his video lesson for tomorrow, his computer crashed and lost all the information, dang it. Â
Bright side, though! Things could be much worse!
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“Where does he get those wonderful toys?”
By far and away, the best part (that is, the only good part) of this whole ordeal is that I’ve had to do a little shopping. Lloyd’s supposed to weigh himself everyday to make sure he doesn’t suddenly gain weight. (If he does, it means he’s retaining water – making it hard for his heart to beat, or that he’s grown an extra leg or something. You think you could figure that out without a scale.) I really wanted to get one that measured body fat and all that stuff, but the buttons looked hard to navigate.  I went with a simple digital ‘weight only’ model.
I also bought one of those Grandpa pill counters. He has three different medicines to take, so this was so cool! Each day pops out of the weekly tray. I also spurged and bought a completely unnecessary pulse monitor. Yeah, it’s for him so we can see what activities make his heart beat slower/faster, but really I wanted to wear it to prove that housework can be called exercise.
Home again, home again, jiggety jig.
Well, we’re home. Lloyd called me at school around 10 and said that they could discharge him today! I shared that will the preschoolers who were busy making ‘Get Well’ cards. (Actually, some of them were making ‘Thank You’ cards – oh well.) I got to the hospital around noon, and things looked fine. They said someone would come and talk to us, then he could go.
A very nice physician’s assistant came in and went over what we needed to know. I’ll never be able to get across how this sounded, but read it as if you were a preschooler and a grown up was teaching you a big word. Not condescending, just ‘big-word-y’. She said, “Now, I’m hear to tell you about your condition, which is called (holding up the folder of information with the title) ‘Heart Failure’.” Zoinks!!! Again, she wasn’t weird, it was just that first sentence It sounds much, much scarier than it is. One of his ventricles is just a little weak, so he needs medicine to help it get stronger (I think I talked about that before.) She said that since he’s so young and in pretty good shape, he really just needs to take it easy for a while and restrict salt from his diet. We went down the list of foods high in salt and….. well, let’s just say that snacks are right out. We scored bonus points for not eating out very much, although it’s due to my cheapness rather than health maintenance.
We asked to visit with the doctor again, because what he told Lloyd about ‘take it easy’ and what the nice p.a. said seemed very different. Well, as we all know, seeing the doctor is a tough task. We finally decided to just go, and ask questions over the phone tomorrow. As of now, we’re going with what we believe they recommend – Lloyd’s going to take this week off, then go in next week and just teach his 7th grade math, not the high school stuff.
So, we’ve unloaded the car, put the stuff away, I made a fairly salt-free dinner that was loaded with three different kinds of Mrs. Dash, and now I’ll show some pictures. If you click ‘continue reading’, all those pictures will come up Lloyd’s folks and my folks have dial-up, so it’s tough to load pictures.
Here’s Lloyd, waiting for the ambulance from Lincoln.
Here he is after getting checked in.  Note the time – we’ve been up for 4 1/2 hours. Dang it, Saturdays are for sleeping in!
This guy did not think it was amusing when I asked about taking pictures. I think he thought I was asking for a print-out, because he kept saying, “I think this printer doesn’t work”. Anyway, he didn’t know I took this picture. (Don’t tell him.)
This was the cool couch I ‘slept’ on Saturday & Sunday night. The photo is for demonstration purposes.ÂI really had a pillow and cover.
This is Lloyd’s patented ‘i.v. protection glove’ for taking a shower and keeping your hand dry.
 
Ok, that’s all for now. We have to tape Lloyd’s second lesson.