My niece was given a platelets tranfusion and put on steriods to build her up. They said the bleeding in the brain could be from anything including riding in the car to the hospital. Personally, considering she has had a violent headache from the second day she got sick, which was over 3 weeks ago, I would say maybe the bleeding started then, but who am I to say? Anyway, for now she is out of danger.
Jack had his first pt appt yesterday and barely made it in time. He said if he hadn't driven 70-75 the whole way he would never have made it so they are going to have to change his Thur appts to 4:00 instead of 3:30. It made dinner late for us last night as we usually eat around 4 pm. I had some fruit around 2 to stave off the hunger though there isn't anything horrible in the house to eat any longer. I sure hope they can get that muscle stretched out so he is no longer in pain. He was without pain for almost two weeks, but he was also in the hospital and on holiday for a big part of that and I am thinking it is his work shoes that make his foot hurt as it is back to hurting him again. Because of the electrical issue, he has to wear certain boots/shoes that are electrically safe and steel toes to protect them because of the mechanical issues.
Jean: I'm with you in that I hope the cat either eats the food and gets healthy or goes off to die somewhere other than your porch. We have to chase Butterscotch down when Jack needs to get into the attic so he won't go zooming up there. If he is downstairs, I stand at the bottom of the stairs and keep him from going up them when he hears the creak of the attic door. We have this human/cat conversation while we are waiting. I tell him he can't go up and he meows, why not?
He is much more of a backtalker than Fortune is.
Boy howdy, if you have displeased him or he wants something from you, he lets you know. It is pretty comical actually.Well gals, I am going to go back to bed or maybe get in the recliner. I have been having hip pain for a few weeks now and think it is because I am losing weight and the daily exercise. That's all fine and dandy, but it sure doesn't help it feel any better. I put heat rub on it and that helps, but once it wears off it goes back to hurting. It usually subsides sometime in the night, but it isn't cooperating tonight so I may have to rub myself up and put on pjs instead of a gown to keep the stuff of the sheets.
Everybody have a good Thursday!
Faye

Can't much easier than that!
I hate it when I wake up in the middle of the night and can't back to sleep. Our paper is delivered around 3 AM and if the moon is out, "Mom" thinks it is time to take a tour of the bed.
She will pat Bob on the face, but never bothers me unless my feet happen to be in her spot.
from Iowa!
I hope the ac fan is something simple to fix . . . I don't envy you w/o it in this heat. I will continue to hope your niece keeps improving; it would be great if they can figure out the cause. Your gifts all sound like great ideas.
in Iowa!
I am all for simple and fast in the kitchen -- nothing time consuming nor fancy because I don't have the patience.
I told Jack in the car on the way home from the grocery store yesterday that we would be getting some packages in another week or so again. I have ordered 3 more books, his splint will be coming in, my birthday present is on its way and of course the handbags, which he didn't know about. We stopped at a stop light and he looked over at me and said, "How many purses did you buy?"
He started laughing and said, "See I know you pretty well! Wait until I tell Carl!" This is a friend of his from work that he discusses my love of handbags with I guess. His friend's mil is living with them because she is ill and he said when they cleaned her house out there were a ton of old handbags and that Carl told him they were going to have a yard sale and get rid of them. Mr. Smarty Pants told Carl not to give me the address or I would clean them out!
HA-HA.... I'll teach him! When we get rich, I am going to have a room built just to house my handbags then FILL IT UP!


I hope they finally did show up . . . a "no show" would be really be bad.
Anymore they won't even give an approximate time around here. I just tell them I don't get home until after 4 or else they have to come first thing in the morning and Bob will wait for them to show up. I know what you mean about worrying about what could happen. I tend to worry anyhow; it's hard not to.