April 19 - May 5

Day 796 -812
Time is flying by, I can't believe it has been so long since I last posted. We are taking care of business, and had a bit of a time with address changes for income tax purposes, but have filed and we will see what we will see. I make too many assumptions, and it does come back to bite me. I think I have everything covered, then along comes something else. The internet was busy on the 30th, and the next day ours didn't work at all. Glenn was without it for the weekend, and when I phoned yesterday, the nice young man got me to check out a few things. Turned out, my power source for the antennae was unplugged, so that was an easy, if somewhat embarrassing fix. We are back online, and happy about it. You don't realize how much you use the internet until you don't have it.
Glenn is getting along with his new heart medication quite well. We have an appointment for an EKG on the 15th, so we will see what that shows. We only have to go for INR's once a month now, so that is a nice thing, but I have to write down when we need to go, or I'll completely forget. He continues to improve, and uses his right hand more. His balance when he is standing is better too, so I'm content. He was on the deck, on Friday I think, standing up at the rail, and moving along a bit. I looked out to see how he was doing, and watched him fall over. He goes down quite softly, and was holding on to the railing. It turns out the dog had gas, and was passing some, which made Glenn laugh. When he laughs, his right leg sort of folds up, and over he went. How we have changed! I went out to help him up. He was flat on his back and fighting off the dog, who thought he needed his face cleaned. I asked him if he wanted to lie there for a while, but he really didn't think dog breath was a good thing for him. I got behind him and lifted, and he stood back up fairly easily. Don't worry, I'm careful about my back. He is helping to lift himself more all the time. He was outside long enough to get a sunburned head on Sunday. I had asked him if he wanted his hat, and he declined. That night he was feeling it, and laughed about his lack of hair protection. He forgets about the bald spot on the back of his head. He had a tick too, so we were both suffering from "tick-i-tis" for the rest of the night.
'Til next time,
Louise