No Grill and Frying Squash and Kool Aid

 When I unwrapped Tommy's foot, it appeared okay so far. When I mention doctor, ER, amputation, death, sepsis, and blood infection, he scorns it all. He asked, "Why do you have to think of the worst things possible?" Well, it could be because you scoff at any injury or infection and the need to care for it. 

If I even scrape my leg the least bit, I put antibiotic on the scratch and watch it. He wipes away blood and says it will be okay with no washing, covering, antibiotic, nothing. Now, earlier in my life, I was not so meticulous. Now, I feel I have to be. 

We sat around a few minutes after I cleaned, medicated, and bandaged his foot. Then, he wondered aloud how the carpet should be cleaned. I have oxyclean carpet cleaner in a spray bottle. I tried using it on an old stain once, and it did nothing. I sprayed the oxyclean on the half-dozen stains, we let it sit, and I tried to blot and scrub. Not much came out. Then, I did it again. I had bought a long handled scrub brush for the outside of the commode. He took that and scrubbed and most came out. We let it dry and vacuumed it. Now, we have light spots where we had stains. 

The carpet is beige and rarely even vacuumed. So, I don't think we took away color. I think we just cleaned the round stain spots. 

I still have not tried the grill lighter today. But, I will even though we are not going to grill. We want to see Driving Miss Daisy and Gone With The Wind. So, we have plans from 7 pm until 1 am. We will have more of the pork and squash with onions. Tommy may have other items, too. Okay, we tried the grill. 

When I watch GWTW, I usually am more interested in the architecture than the actors. I am fascinated. I think I saw this first when I was six-years-old because Mama wanted me to see it. Of course, she had seen it when it first came out. 

We went out about 4 pm to get grocery ads, Tommy's med, and milk. It was so humid and hot. As I got into the car, my glasses steamed up. Today and yesterday, according to the experts, are the two hottest days ever. I believe it. 

This humidity along with heat and outdoor air pollution is causing me to have asthma problems. It is hard to breathe, hard to stop the wheezing. This weather suffocates me! 

I don't want to use the oil or expend my time standing or energy to fry squash. So, I have cut the squash and onions (last week). I put them in a bowl, salted and peppered them and sprinkled some cornmeal over it all. Now, I will put it in a skillet with a bit of oil and "fry" it. It is not quite the same as fried squash, but it has the taste. 

I used about a Tablespoon of oil and a heaping Tablespoon of cornmeal. There is less corn meal and oil. They were delicious.

I made KoolAid and thought it was an artificially sweetened version. No, nothing, no sweetness at all. It was yucky, so I choked and tried to spit it out. It went up my nose. So gross. I can still feel it hours later. I have Swerve, but need to find it. 

Dinner--Tommy had pork roast, last of pork and beans, squash and onions. I had pork roast and squash and onion.

Now, I have been watching Driving Miss Daisy and GWTW. Yes, I know they depict racism. 

Is it terribly hot where you are? 

When was the last time you had KoolAid? 

Wednesday--Blood Draws

Today, I am beyond exhausted and still no blood to show for two days of trying. We drove to Cullman, now, two days in a row. It makes about ten punctures. I suppose I must not take the fluid pill on Wednesday. The only thing I accomplished was giving a urine sample. The doctor said taking a fluid pill meant any excess fluid I drank just got peed out!

I drank so much electrolyte drinks and water, I was floating away. 

We picked up the church lunch and went to the lake which was closed to car traffic. You can see the workers have put up some of the Christmas decorations. So, the park will not be open until well after New Years.  We sat in a parking overlooking the lake, a view we don't get when parked at the lake. 

The meal was soup. It was delicious, but way too spicy hot and had English peas.  So, I had the salad. Tommy had my soup and a bowl zucchini for dinner. I will be having the second salad for dinner. So, we ate two meals, bought nothing and cooked nothing. They include cookies, crackers, utensils, salt and pepper. Sitting in the shade overlooking the lake and having lunch was calming after what seemed like hours of being poked and punctured. 

Driving to Cullman was my best option. I have been to clinics here and found professionals, nurses/people who were rude, slammed things around, huffed because my bad, little veins were defying them. In a word or two, they were short and incompetent. If I can go someplace where they will give me a shot in the back of my hand for pain, I can handle a needle stick there. The big, tough Physician's Assistant confirmed that the needle in the back of the hand is indeed very painful. 

This has been going on since I was 21. 

Tommy is exhausted, too, but willing to drive me back for a third time this week. I am going nowhere. 

Do your veins resist blood draws? What do you do to make it better?

Blood All over the Floor

 Every time I watch Gunsmoke, someone is usually shot. Of course, no one bleeds much, if at all. But, we know differently. I often wonder how people got the blood out of the wood floors, many of which probably did not have a finish, much less a covering. Sometimes, people are shot in homes and saloons or businesses. How do they live with all this blood and residue and smell? How do they keep the flies away? What happens when someone is bleeding on a rug? Matt Dillon helps pick up bleeding people as do others, yet no one gets blood on their clothing! Yeah, this whole blood thing gets to me every time I see people shot. And, how is it that Matt gets shot in the shoulder/arm so many times and that one shirt he wore for years never has a hole or patch? 

Just now, Tommy added that with people coming in right off the street the place must smell awful with horse shit. He has noticed that every time Kitty gets on a stage coach, something happens. 

Okay, this is how my mind works. And, my mind has been mulling this over for months. I just had to ask. 

My list remains the same, maybe some items added to it. Nothing done! I slept amazingly well last night. I read one chapter in my book, no more, no less, and turn off the light. I don't use reading to put me to sleep. I use reading to clear my mind, I suppose. 

The new grocery ads are out with nothing special in the ads. There are many bare shelves in stores I visit. Toilet paper is sparse. Gatorade products are practically nonexistent. But, I never buy those, well, one in last 40 years. 

Do you ever wonder about things on film? What is your thought about the way things happen? 

Okay, I am going to quit before I lose readers and I am marked off as a nut.

AND, no rains for the next ten days, according to tv. I rejoice!