It would sure save time.  Seems like the last week has been one appointment after another.  DH’s surgery went well but the news wasn’t good.  Seems like there are three arteries/veins(?) that supply blood to the foot.  All three of his were blocked.  The one they did surgery on was blocked from mid calf down and they fixed that one.  The other two are shot.  The surgeon says they’re both blocked and the surgery he just had wouldn’t be enough to correct the other two.  He said the surgery needed to fix them is a major deal with transplanting veins/arteries from the thigh to the calf.  Not something he recommends.  So…he has one blood supply going to his foot.  Diabetic risks…I think it opened his eyes, though.  He’s been much more open to healthy lifestyle choices.

He was a terrible patient.  Complaining about having to stay four hours in recovery.  Threatening to get out of bed and catch a bus home.  I finally told the nurse to give him something to take the edge off.  I know what it was…it was smoking.  He couldn’t wait to get out of the hospital to have a cigarette.  He was lighting up before he even put on his seatbelt.

I smoke.  Filthy addiction.  But not like he smokes.  I honestly don’t know how he does his job.  He’s running off to sneak a cigarette every 30 minutes.  So I decided to tackle that issue.  I quit smoking for two years but he just about drove me crazy.  Smoking around me all the time and I usually wanted to knock him in the head, grab his cigarette and smoke it myself.  They say you get to where you can’t stand even the smell of it after you’ve quit.  Huh!  Not me!  I wanted a cigarette all the time.  I never got to the point where I hated the smell of it.  Eventually, I gave in and went back to smoking.  Now I’m smoking a pack a day and he’s smoking two.

I went to the doctor and asked him what the latest developments were in the “stop smoking” area and he said, “You’re in luck!  They currently have a special running where I can give you a coupon to get the first month of Chantix free and $30.00 per month off for the entire time you use it.”

Well, alrighty then!  Give me a coupon for me and one for the hubs!  I ran off to the pharmacy, got both of us a month’s supply for free, gift wrapped one box and presented it to DH at dinner.  He eagerly unwrapped the box, stared at it for a couple of minutes, asked for an explanation and then totally shocked me by saying, “I’m glad you got this.  We really have to quit.  We’re leaving on vacation in a couple of days and it’s probably the perfect time to quit.  We’ll be off by ourselves, no kids or grandkids, no stress.  You game?”

Well, duh!  Of course I’m game.  So…we’ll see if we can manage to kick the habit together.

Next doctor has been the dermatologist.  After waiting weeks to get an appointment, I’ve been to see him twice in the last week.  I’ve tried everything to get rid of this incessant itching.  Been slathering on baby oil twice a day, using over the counter meds, nothing has helped.  I’ve visited my regular GP three times and he can’t find anything.  My dermatologist examined me, took some skin scrapings and headed to the microscope.  Came back and said, “This is really strange.  Your symptoms are classic symptoms of scabies but I don’t see anything on the slide.  You don’t have the bumps associated with scabies but it sure does sound like it.  I’m going to give you a tablet to take at night so you won’t be scratching in your sleep and a cream that I want you to apply all over your body twice a day and have you come back in a week.  If things don’t improve, I’ll take some more tissue samples and we’ll treat you and your family for scabies.”

Oh Crap!  Gross!  Gross! Gross!  It made me feel all creepy crawly just hearing the word.  Scabies…Yuck!  So, I gobbed my body up with some kind of prescription cream twice a day (it came in a one pound tub) and popped a pill every night so I wouldn’t wake up scratching.  Miracle of miracles, within two days the itching stopped entirely.  I am healed!  I can’t tell you what a relief it is.  I’ve been itching for two months!  I went back to the dermatologist today and he said I look fine.  No rashes, no bumps, no more suspicion of scabies.  I asked him what it was and he said he really didn’t know.  Some kind of reaction to stress or something I came in contact with: detergent, soap, etc.  He really couldn’t say but mentioned that it was probably stress related and I should try to relax more.  Yeah!  Okay!  I’ll do that.  Anything to avoid that infernal itching.

Then there was the dentist and the GYN.  Sure would be easier if we had a doctor in the house.  I’ve been staring at waiting rooms all week.

Tomorrow, DH and I head down to Florida for a couple of weeks.  We’re going to put vinyl siding on the cabin and pick up some furniture for it.  We’re finishing up the last four days in Tunica.  Taking advantage of those free hotel rooms and dinner buffets.

And now…I’ve got to pack!  Whoo Hooo!  Just DH and I for two whole weeks!

Slept until 10:00 this morning, took my coffee to the patio, watched the birds on the feeders, planted two flowers, took a dip in the pool and now I’m ready to clean house.  Wild and crazy teacher days off.

I got DH in the pool yesterday evening but he complained that his leg was cramping so he just walked around.  I didn’t jog because it seemed kind of silly (?), catty (?), something….I didn’t want to make him feel bad and considered it a success to just get him out of the house and into the pool.  He has surgery tomorrow on both legs.  Hopefully, it will relieve the leg cramps which the doctor says is due to the poor circulation.

I’m going to quit blathering and try to catch up with a couple of you chickies!


Yeah, I know…Summer is here and right off the bat, I get all these requests for neighbors for this game and that game and pretty soon I’m spending hours on Facebook just playing games.  I used to get up, grab my coffee and blog on 3FC.  Now I get up, grab my coffee and start checking all my games.

Whoo, Hooo!   Almost have enough cash to upgrade my spa on Tiki Resort
Oh, no!  My milk soured on Tiki Farm!
Gotta get that stable built on Farmville!
Ack!  My stove is dirty in the Cafe!

Then it starts all over again, I’ve got to go back and empty my treasure chests on Tiki Resort, go harvest my crops on Tiki Farm, click on to Farmville and fertilize all my neighbors crops, etc, etc. etc.

The entire time, I’m IMing my sister and friends and, before I know it, it’s noon and the house is a wreck and I haven’t even thought about what to fix for dinner.

Gotta stop, really!  That stuff is so addictive.

So…what’s going on?  I taught summer school all last week.  Worst group of kids I’ve ever had!  They were awful and it burned me up to know that we weren’t allowed to send them home or write referrals or do anything else except breath deep and get through it.  Anyway, it’s done.

DH has to have outpatient surgery on both his calves this Thursday because his circulation is blocked.  He’s promised to jog in the pool with me everyday after he gets home from work.  Yesterday was the first day we were supposed to jog but he begged off.  No excuses today.

Little sister wanted to plan a trip so we’ve decided to take my Mom on a cruise over the Thanksgiving break.  That’s giving me some incentive to get back on track.  Especially since little sister said, “Mom’s worried about what to wear.  She says she doesn’t have any evening wear.  I told her you should have plenty of stuff she could wear.  Not the stuff you’re wearing now but, you know, the stuff you wore before you put all this weight back on.  Hee, hee!”

I’m so far behind with everyone, I’ll never get caught up.  BUT…tomorrow morning is blogging, not games.



I just took a deep breath.  It feels so good to have the last major pressure off my shoulders.  We just got back from the Awards Luncheon where DGS, Andrew, received his scholarship.  I’m so incredibly proud of him!  He did a great job with his speech and received a standing ovation which got me all choked up and teary eyed.  Here’s a picture of him with his two favorite counselors.  (No wonder they’re favorites…talk about a young man’s dream!) 


And here’s a picture of DH and I with Andrew outside the country club.

  I’m sure he likes the looks of Michelle and Jamie a lot better but they don’t love him as much as we do.  I was so proud of him.  People laughed at the right times during his speech and clapped at the right times and he was really shocked and pleased at the standing ovation.  One of the most wonderful things about him is that he doesn’t have a clue about how wonderful he is.

Okay…enough proud grandma talk for now.  Moving along….

I feel so good.  This banquet was the last heavy-duty burden on me and I feel like I can finally relax.  Even though I have to start teaching summer school on Monday, I finally feel free.  Summer school is only four days from 7:30 to 12:00 and I’ve taught math so many years, I can do it in my sleep.  Maybe now I can start to think about eating well and exercising.  The results of DH’s tests show he has blockage in both legs in the calf area.  That’s not good.  The man is heading for a stroke (or worse) if he doesn’t start taking better care of himself.  We’ve been together essentially all our lives and I don’t know what I’d do if anything bad happened to him.  And…you can see from the picture that I haven’t been taking very good care of myself either.  Time to get back on track.

Oh!  BTW…I won $400.00 at the casino the other night and that more than made up for the late arrival and early departure!




It’s gotta get better, right?  First the good news, the “spot” is not a problem.  The doctor says it’s like a birthmark kind of thing and it’s nothing to worry about.  Guess I won’t go snooping around those areas anymore…scary!

BUT…I left for the doctor’s office with plenty of time to spare and then spent 25 MINUTES circling around the area to find a parking space!  It made me late for the appointment and got my stress levels up again.  DH and I were supposed to leave as soon as I got out of the doctor’s office for our nice, relaxing night away.  I came out of the doctor’s office and my car wouldn’t start!  He had to come and jump the battery and says I need a new one.  Then we get home and found a message from his doctor that they have to move his appointment to 9:00 tomorrow morning.  What kind of relaxing trip is that???  We’d have to get up at 5:00, eat our prepaid breakfast buffets and then be on the road by 6:00 or 6:30.  I tried to call the casino and cancel our reservations but it’s too late.  If we cancel, we’ll still be charged.  So, we decided to go anyway but then the phone rang and DIL says she can’t take the boys to their orthodontist appointment at 4:00 so DH ran them up there and he’s going to get a new battery for my car while he’s out.

It’s beginning to look like we won’t get to Grand Victoria until around 7:00, gamble for a couple of hours, eat a late dinner at the prepaid buffet and then have to get up 5:00 to head home.  Guess this is the last time DH will try to plan a getaway for us.

Plus!  Sistah Pam left a message on my phone asking if we’re still on for dinner tonight and I have it on the calendar for tomorrow!  Pam, if you read this…I’m still planning on going but it can’t be tonight.  Hope we can still do it tomorrow.  If I messed up the day I’m sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!  But you, of all people, know my mind is totally gone and I don’t think it’s coming back!


NOW what???

I thought things would be good when school let out but I’m still waiting for them to improve.  I haven’t written in a few days.  Just get up, log on to facebook, and play Tiki Resort all day.

The “mumps” thing was awful but it’s gone now – thanks to massive doses of antibiotics and vicoden.  All that’s left is a soreness in my jaws and a few more days of antibiotics to get through.  The itching is no better and I finally went to the doctor today.  My dermatologist says he can’t see me for almost a month and I’ll be totally crazy by then so I went to my GP.  I told him my skin itches like crazy and it feels like bugs are crawling on me and there’s nothing there!  He has a big long name for it but gave me a prescription to help with the itching until I can see a dermatologist.  Only reason I went in to see him was because DH is having trouble with some cramping and numbness in his legs and I insisted that he go to the doctor today.  I set up appointments for both of us and they saw us in the same room so he didn’t get away with sugar-coating anything.  The doctor is very concerned about him and is referring him to a cadio vascular specialist.  Says it sounds like some kind of blockage that’s keeping his blood flow from reaching his legs.  He’s put him off work until Monday and he has an appointment with the cardio guy on Thursday.

I took Andrew shopping for a suit.  We have the big dinner this Friday with his scholarship award.  Also took him down to talk to a college advisor and took him to a job interview.

So, I’m thinking that it’s been a really nasty week and I have to start teaching summer school on Monday and things can’t get much worse.  Right?

Yeah, they can.  I won’t go into details about why I was looking…but I took a look at an area I haven’t looked at for a long time yesterday evening and noticed a very dark spot that shouldn’t be there.  So…I have another appointment with my gynocologist tomorrow.  I don’t think you’re supposed to have a nickle sized dark spot down there.  Scary.

In the meantime, DH is taking advantage of the time off work and has made us a reservation in a deluxe room with the upscale bedding and turndown treatment at Grand Victoria for tomorrow night.  He ordered the deluxe package with 2 buffet dinners and 2 buffet breakfasts and doesn’t quite understand why I’m not excited about the mini trip before I have to go back to work next week but I don’t want to tell him what’s worrying me until I find something out.

And now….back to mind-numbing Tiki Resort.  Just enough to keep me from thinking.




I look like a chipmunk.  Not really…chipmunks are cute.  I just look like I have jowls down to my boobs.  I finally got dressed yesterday and went to see the doctor.  He says I have perotidtitis. 


“It’s essentially the mumps.” he says. “In both cases, it’s an inflammation of the parotid glands.  The mumps are caused by a virus but I you have a bacterial infection that has the right parotid gland swollen.  Have you been feeling tired or rundown?”

Well…duh….I thought it was because I’m tired and rundown….

What causes it?  Could be a salivary stone he tells me.  If so, it’ll most likely need to be surgically removed.  In the meantime, I’m on massive doses of antibiotics and I look like Marlon Brando in his fat days.  The swelling has dropped down into my neck.  Gross…Today is my 42nd anniversary.  Bet DH is glad he’s still got this chickie hanging on his arm.  I don’t think he’ll be taking me out in public today.

I left the doctor’s office yesterday and decided to kill a few minutes at a new produce market while I waited for him to call in a prescription for me.  The market opened up about six months ago.  It’s a huge place and I just discovered it a couple of months ago.  They didn’t do any advertising and people are just now beginning to find it.  They have everything! Fresh kumquats, lychees, fresh herbs in bulk, exotic fruits and veggies.  I was distraught when I entered the store and found half of it emptied out.  The owner is closing his doors.  Says he just can’t afford to keep it open.  Damn!  I told him people are just beginning to find him but he says his partners are done waiting and he can’t do it anymore.  Then, like an idiot, I started buying.  And buying.  He was practically giving stuff away.  He said the melons were all $1.00 each.  I bought 18 of them.  I know…totally crazy.  What am I going to do with 18 melons?  I couldn’t resist.  I got cantelope, crenshaw, casabas, Christmas melons, galias, Santa Claus melons, honeydews, sharlyns, Canary melons and horned melons.  Guess I should have a melon party or something.  He also had pepper plants, tomato plants, and herbs for $.10 each.  I think I have to enlarge the garden.

 Finished.  I’m done.

I have to admit that I’m totally exhausted.  I didn’t realize how tired I was until this morning when I finally got a chance to think about myself for a change.  And it doesn’t look so good.

I’m fat.  I’ve had a rash for six weeks.  (My usual reaction to stress.)  I itch like crazy.  Yesterday evening, I took a bite of watermelon and my taste buds reacted to it like I’d taken in a mouthful of lemon juice.  The reaction was so intense it was almost painful.  I reached up and touched my jaw and realized it was swollen.  I looked in the mirror and the right side of my face looks like a chipmunk with a walnut stuffed in its cheek.  It’s still swollen and sore from my ear down to my neck this morning and I don’t know what that’s about.

I’m totally out of touch with my body.  My friends.  My family.  My home.  Not to mention my Chickie Friends.

On a good note:  Andrew’s graduation went off without a hitch.  I was so proud of him.  We had a graduation party for him here at the house.  My house is a disaster but I didn’t care.  Everyone in attendance was either a friend or family member and I figured they know me well enough to forgive the mess and disorder.  Anyone in the group who was offended by it can just bite me.  Here’s a picture of Andrew, my mom and I when we got to the house.

 First generation, second generation and fourth generation.  Andrew won’t smile because he still has braces but they’re supposed to come off next week.  Come to think of it…my jaw already looks swollen but I hadn’t noticed it yet.

Graduation went off okay but we were very disappointed in our parents and guests.  In all my years of teaching, it was the most disrespectful crowd I’ve ever seen.  Even though they were asked repeatedly to please hold all applause until the end of each row of graduates had been called, they refused to do so.  As each graduate’s name was called, guests hooted and whistled and yelled like it was a pep rally or something.  After the principal stopped the proceedings and asked, again, that everyone please honor the traditions and decorum of the ceremony, a group of guests took it as a challenge and made it a point to be even more noisy and disruptive.  They were eventually escorted from the proceedings but the crowd never did really calm down and get serious.  Next year, our principal has decided, we’ll have to do something to address the problem.  What a shame…that we have to plan, in advance, to address rudeness and disrespect from a group of adults.  What’s graduation like at your schools, Chicklets?  Are your guests recognizing the decorum of the proceedings or are they getting as bad as ours?  I’ve seen it happening and getting worse year after year.  Plans are made, the kids rehearse and everyone works like a dog to provide a beautiful and momentus graduation and parents act like they’re at a football game, cheering on the team.

I’m thinking about the last four months.  I’ve been in a pivotal role with:
the selection and induction ceremony for the Junior National Honor Society
the Winter Award Ceremony for ROTC
the selection and induction ceremony for the National Honor Society
the ROTC annual parent dinner and award ceremony
the Junior Ring Ceremony
a wedding
the Senior Award Ceremony and dinner for 500
and, finally,
Senior Graduation and a Graduation Pary for Andrew

No wonder I’m exhausted.  I finished my last day of work yesterday and it’s the first day in ages that I haven’t had a heavy burden on my shoulders.

So I slept for nine hours, got up this morning, and had my coffee.  Then I had more coffee.  Then I decided to take my shower but I thought, “Hey…I don’t have to go anywhere.  I can just sit here for a while.”  So I played Bejeweled Blitz for a while.  Then I played Mah Jong.  Then I put on a bathing suit and took my coffee out to the spa.  I haven’t been in it for almost a month because my skin has been so irritated.  I decided to relax in the spa and then come in and take a shower to make sure I don’t have any chlorine on me to aggravate the itching.  When I get stressed, I tend to break out all over my torso.  No one can see it but it drives me crazy and I’m lathering on cortisone by the spoonful.

And now I’m sitting here.  I haven’t done my hair because I don’t have to.  I haven’t put on my makeup because I don’t have to.  I haven’t gotten dressed because I don’t have to.  I’m thinking about making the bed and cleaning the house but I don’t have to.  Maybe I will and maybe I won’t.

Tomorrow starts DH’s weekend and Sunday is our 42nd anniversary.  He called me an hour or so ago and said to make some hotel reservations or plan an RV getaway or something.  Maybe I will.  Right now, I don’t want to think about anything.  I just want my brain to be totally blank for a while.

Last day with students!  Most of my students are seniors and they have their senior march at 9:00 this morning.  Marching down the halls with the band playing and everyone standing at their doors clapping and cheering!  After that, if they have a note, they can leave school or they can go to the theatre and watch movies all day.  Either way, I’ll only have a handful of kids today and I’m going to get them to help me pack up for the summer.

Tomorrow, we have to pile on a bus and don full regalia for the graduation ceremony.  We should be back at school by noon and I’m out of there as soon as I can escape.  We’re having a graduation party for Andrew at the house starting at 3:00.

Thanks for checking on me, Chickies.  DH and I decided to hop in the RV and head off into the wild blue yonder for the weekend.  I thought I was well rested and ready to finish up the year but I tossed and turned all night and I was still staring at the ceiling at 1:30 this morning.

More later…I’ve got to throw on a tee shirt and jeans and hit the door.