Slowly but surely, I’m getting back to normal (whatever that is). Turtle patrol has begun. We had our first false crawl today which means the girls are out there and will be coming in soon. Evidently one came in last night, didn’t go far before she changed her mind and headed out again. Not sure why she was so particular. She came out of the water at one of the best nesting places on the zone. Go figure. Parts of the zone are gone…beach has washed away and at high tide on a rough day, it looks like the photo above. Should make life interesting this year. Still, no matter what it’s like on the beach, there is something so very special about being on the beach at dawn with good friends. I just love it.
No rest for the wicked, though. One of our solar panels was leaking. We turned off the solar to the pool and called but then we headed north. Came home and it was STILL leaking. Turns out it wasn’t for the pool, it was for the hot water heater. Called again…they said they had come but couldn’t get in to the garage…Honestly, I wish they had called us. We could have had someone let them in. At any rate, it’s fixed.
The good news of the week is that Jerry’s feeding tube is out. He’s eating almost everything and doing just fine. Honestly, I wasn’t sure it would happen. I thought maybe the poor guy would have it for the rest of his life. But he’s back to normal (or as normal as he can be..ha ha) almost…anyway. He went to the driving range today so he really is getting back to normal. There are still some things that are problematic but considering how far we’ve come in a couple months, we’re pretty happy.
And the bad news of the week is that I have some kind of weird “bug bites”. Thought they were bed bugs and tore the bed apart, washed everything, sprayed the mattress and spring, never saw a bug. So I went to the doctor to have her take a look at my five red “things”…Maybe impetigo, maybe MRSA (spent enough time in nursing homes and hospitals lately) No results from culture yet but I’m on antibiotics and, because it’s contagious until you’ve been on meds for at least 24 hours, I’ve stuck pretty close to home. Went for a walk on the beach rather than yoga, missed breakfast with friends, missed volunteer work at the library last night, missing a Dining for Women meeting tonight. But I did get the house clean and cleaned out a lot of our files. (have to make lemonade out of lemons, right?)
And I turned 70 last week. My birthday (week) was delightful…breakfast with friends, lunch with Eileen who told the waitress whose name was also Mary Catherine (check out the birthday dessert), dinner and a play with friends and then
dinner and another play with Jerry who did just fine on his baked potato and filet mignon. Cards (mixed in with sympathy cards) and emails and Facebook messages…Honestly, it was lovely. I was supposed to be on Padre Island with my siblings for a seventieth celebration but we cancelled…The week was supposed to begin last Friday and we were busy with a wake and funeral last Friday and Saturday and by Sunday I think all any of us wanted to do was go home and sleep.
So life is good, no matter what. The beach is spectacular early in the morning…warm with a cool breeze. It’s hot in the afternoon but I’m in the pool exercising and reading (at the same time). When I call Annette to check on her, she’s usually not there which is good because it means she’s out and about AND I get to hear my dad’s voice on the answering machine.
Love to all…And my friends up north…hang in there. It’s will get warm one of these days.