Adjusting Costs on Several Items

Before the house destruction, I had moved many things to a storage unit, books, sewing material, clothes, small appliances, etc. Anything that belonged to the children was boxed and labeled with the proper name. Once the destruction was imminent, rented a larger unit to use for that stuff.

Yesterday, we went to a free lunch. We had a huge piece of baked bbq chicken, fried okra, blackeyed peas, yeast roll, chocolate cake, unsweetened tea. I immediately scraped all my okra onto Tommy's plate. When we were ready to leave, I noticed he left most of the peas and did not offer them to me! I ate them since he was slowly going to bathroom before he got the car.

We had an appointment to meet a guy to help us get everything from the old unit to the newer larger one. Both the guys assured me it was impossible. I insisted it was! We did it. I say "we" because I heavily supervised. I gave tarps to the guy, threw out lots of empty boxes I had tossed up high to use later, brought home a tiny pressure cooker, not capable of canning, but good for quick cooking, a lamp to use here, and other stuff. So that monthly cost will be avoided.

Tommy sat at one unit, and I used my walker to travel in between to say what to bring and what I did not want and what I was bringing here. All three guys assured me the stuff I chose to bring here would not fit in the Rogue. Yes, it did.

I took four pieces of bread, jar of pb, spoon, and one container of oj for Tommy. I asked him to make me a pb sandwich about 4:30. He made him one, too, and drank the oj. On the way home, he said he thought he should drink the oj before he had a problem. He like oj...a lot. I drank water. He is not becoming more aware of his state, just not wanting anything to happen to him, like his blood sugar dropping. I feel a little less stressed when he drives.

I plan to hire the same guys to help me reduce the unit to a smaller one by throwing out or selling some things. I think the washer and the mattress are going! I had four floor lamps in the old unit and four that worked in my house. I am going to sell some of those. I can bring boxes and stuff to Tommy's house. I may not be able to empty even a small unit that I get, but, I will give it a good try.

One morning, I was wakened by the TV at its loudest. I was very annoyed. I just lay there, trying to recover from the shock. Since Tommy prefers the TV volume around 20 and I can barely hear at 50, I worried about him eventually. When I got to his recliner, he was staring and obviously not aware. I called his name six times, the last time screaming his name. He startled and seemed not to know what was happening. When I yelled about the volume, he seemed more aware and muted it or turned it off, cannot remember. I was frightened.

I asked him to eat. He ignored me. I told him loudly his blood sugar had dropped. I asked him if I should call EMTs, sort of a veiled threat. I offered to get cereal and milk for him. All of a sudden, he got up and rushed as well as he could to the kitchen. He ate and gave himself insulin. I offered half of one of the Atkins bars, saying I wanted one. I did not, but he ate his half and I saved mine for him later. Whew!

Since the traffic incident, I had tried to stress to him that somewhere inside his brain he must realize I know something that he does not--that he is unwell. Maybe that is working. Yesterday, I suggested he go to my endocrinologist. He asked how that would help him. He has been going to this doctor for about 40 years and I do not believe he can help him anymore.

One thing I brought back to his house is all sizes of Ball jars. I am not going to keep buying the small sizes of juice. I can use the hal-pints to take oj for him in the car.

Yesterday, I also had to go to two offices in the city. I intend to only go for business when there is a free lunch...lol.

I am exhausted so am not going to edit this. I don't need any reminders of how expensive storage units are.

Who said her daughter decorated cakes/cupcakes? Or maybe it was a blogger?