It’s four days before Christmas and one day before my birthday.
My nephew, Greg, has not gotten his birthday card delivered yet. This is most distressing because I put it in the mail a few days early.**Holding my head as it aches while I think about this.**
Jim is on the edge of getting what I had. I know he has a sore throat already, and this does not make for good things here.
Kasia pulled me walking today and so my left shoulder is aching.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, I woke up this morning and have two feet on the floor.
My hair got cut for the holiday and she did a great job.
My eyes are doing well**knock wood** and I am handling the drops pretty well.
I am still coughing, but not too much.
I’m back…did you miss me?
Well, I really didn’t want either of them to leave me, Mom and Zosia.
I was left behind.
Today my Mom would have been 95 years old.
I remember all the years I tried to get Mom the perfect birthday present. As she would joke that the both of us are each other’s present, there were many years we swapped Christmas pins that people would give each of us for our birthdays.
I think I won, this year, though.
Babci( Grandmother in Polish) and Zosia…
She has my Bestie up there with her in heaven for her polka party.
Party on, Girls!
I knew that this year,the holiday which I grew up loving was going to be a hard one for me. Maybe that’s why I let them schedule the cataract surgery for when I did.
I found a Christmas card today from Jim, Zush and Kasia and broke out in tears for 15 minutes. Fortunately it was just me and Kasia in the house. Maybe this is why I am so anxious to get it all done, because in the back of my head, I am just trying to remove the holiday malaise and get back to life as we know it.
Jim went to a holiday party tonight which we normally would have gone to together, but I simply just don’t want to take a chance.I mean, antibiotics, steroids, and a group of 25 people who have been exposed to what germs, you don’t know. Yes, in the back of my head, it also gave me a chance not to go out and put on a fake smile and wish folks Merry Christmas.
Dear God, please just get me safely through Tuesday and I promise I’ll put a smile back on my face.
So I am up at three thirty in the morning and pretty much awake.How much sleep did I have? Uh, none.
Steroids and watching the time I take it: when WILL I ever learn.
So far I caught a Johnny Carson rerun on Antenna TV for an hour and maybe that forced me up, I just don’t know. He had Bob Hope and Dean Martin and Charles Nelson Reilly on and I was laughing hysterically. If you actually read these names and say, “who?”…go google them.
After that I had Stephen Colbert on with Tom Hanks, again, who is promoting he newest film, “The Post.” It occurs during two weeks when the Pentagon Papers were about to be published in the early 70’s. Funny how it should have a limited release starting on my birthday, but down here in “Undisclosed” we seldom get the first release of anything.
Moving on, I watched Stanley Tucci, Meryl Streep, the late Nora Ephron on you tube from a few years ago from when the movie ” Julie and Julia” first was out.It was bittersweet to see the three of them together.
Now I am writing this post with hopes of crashing and burning a little later and can catch up with life a little later on today.
Kasia has got the right idea.
We’ve got an inch of snow ⛄️ out front and with a hopefully waning bronchitis front, we are all settling in for a cozy night in.
Here’s hoping you are safe if you go out, but hopefully you’ll be warm and safe like us.
After all, there are 10 days until Christmas 🎄
My first surgery for the cataract was December 5th, on the right eye. Everything has gone pretty well.I’ve been taking my drops as prescribed, dealing with my acute bronchitis medications to prove that I can walk and chew gum at the same time. Tomorrow, I am going to the eye surgeons office and getting measurements for the implant for the cataract replacement lens coming in,God willing, on this Tuesday.
In the meanwhile, I am having nightmares about coughing again in the operating room. Although as I have taken medicine and drank enough water, tea, and juice, to loosen enough phlegm there should be none left.The fact that the surgeon had to sternly tell me he needed me to hold my head still for five minutes has lodged itself in my brain. I sure as heck hope there is no repeat performance this time.
I have taken Kasia out once or twice, stayed pretty much house bound, and done everything I should have.Oh yeah, and I am going crazy.
Asking for good karma, and prayers for Tuesday. It’s deeply appreciated.
I am starting to lose it.
After going through one course of antibiotic and I thought maybe, maybe, the bronchitis might not rear its’ evil head.
This morning I woke up and it was as if I started at day on. Tomorrow is T-7 and counting down to eye two.This next dose, hopefully, will do the trick.
Kasia will be more than ready for me to be well, almost as much as I am.
I was never so glad to be on a computer.
My Cioci Frannie, who turned 89 this year, used to follow the Philadelphia Eagles after my Uncle had passed away in 1972. I can honestly say that she, out of her three sisters, was the only one I knew who watched football.When I asked her about this year’s Philadelphia Eagles team, she shocked me when she said she really wasn’t into them this year.
So I jumped on the bandwagon this season, and had been watching the games on television. I am convinced my curse of watching a team on television might be rearing its’ ugly head again.I always try to listen to Penn State football games on radio, because it seemed as if when I watched them, they lost. Jim is in front of the television and fortunately, I can only hear the game.
Hope that helps!
The second season of “The Crown” is now on Netflix. What a choice I jumped into.
Being a former American Studies major, of course, history was always my interest, but when I saw the one episode dealt with the Duke of Windsor coming to seek reentry to England and hopefully get a Royal-esque position, I was pleasantly surprised with a refresher course in World War II British history.
He proceeds to travel solo back to the UK, meets with his friends in order to get their support that would bolster him when he goes into Buckingham Palace, and then, in the end, needed the permission of “The Crown”.
The episode went into full depth about the Duke and Duchess of Windsor and their travels to Germany after he gave up his title.The meetings with Hitler and the other Nazi officials and plans that had been drawn up were brought to the forefront and as they end the episode saying ,’ He left with his tail between his legs.”
Worth focusing on with one good eye.
Well, here I am, two days post-op from the cataract surgery which went well, except for one thing.
It got to the point in the operating room where the surgeon said I had to keep my head still for five minutes so he could do what he needed to do. Thanks God I managed to do it.Jim met the surgeon afterward and told him the surgery went perfectly.
So I am fighting bronchitis and taking all my eye drops and have decided to bypass people every day until the next surgery. I went to the 8 am Mass on this past Sunday. When we were there and I said to Jim, this wasn’t necessarily a good call. We saw people hacking and blowing their noses, etc., so I am sure that’s how I picked this up.
Not this time……Bwahahaha…..stay tuned.
Getting my eyeful of life, as it were. You know, smiling with Kasia
When she sneaks on our bed, it’s hard not to smile, especially she looks so comfortable!
I’m making us dinner, being so aware of watching what I am making. It’s all how the eye perceived the pallet.
Grateful for the visions I have been blessed with, and praying for a good outcome for Tuesday.
💚 from Kasia’s Mom<<<<
This morning the spot is a doctor’s office again, albeit it this time for Jim.
What is funny is that they warn you to bring a laptop or tablet because the average wait time is four hours. Why so long you ask? They have equipment for testing and blood work, and by the time you would have too go from place to place, well ,you actually save some time.
Once we are out of here, well, we will see what Jim has to do. Then we’ll get back to my impending surgery.
Ah…..the joys of large middle age!