So, I finally had a plumber come out today, after my 8 minute shower upstairs caused ANOTHER flood downstairs...He came out, tried plunging, tried snaking, pulled the toilet...And finally rolled in this crazy electric snake...All to discover that, somewhere between my toilet and the main sewer line on the other side of my garage, a tree root has infiltrated my main sewer line. So, the good news is this potentially very expensive repair job to whatever pipe needs it is no longer my responsibility...The bad news, is that it is still my house and there will need to be times when I will need to be home when the plumber comes, and potentially if they dig up the pipe...I mean...Really?
So, I took Mom down to see Dad this afternoon. We were so happy to hear that our friends the Brehm's came by to visit Dad. They have always been so special to my Dad and Mom, and since they retired, they travel all over the country. I am so happy that they are in town and I can't tell you how happy Dad was that they stopped by.
Dad was doing pretty good today. We got him into a wheelchair and took him out for a cigar. He keeps asking things like..."So, I am just not sure if I should try to go to Barona tonight or not." And when we tell him that he shouldn't, he asks "Why? I need to understand...Is it because it is too far, or you think I shouldn't drive, or you think I will stay too late?" I am not quite sure how to answer these questions, so I tell him that I don't think he is strong enough right now, since he has a hard time sitting in a wheelchair for longer than about 30 minutes. This works sometimes, and tonight was one of those times. He said "yah, maybe you are right, I should just go in from here and go to bed."
Mom is holding her own, and driving a little. She is now having problems with brightness and glare. I would be able to understand if this was with her left eye, because the pupil isn't functioning correctly, but the lid is still droopy (closed), so that shouldn't be a problem. I finally got the opthamologist's office to send the referral to the neuro-opthmologist, who I was informed, is now booking into December. I am going to beg and whine and start crying if I have to for an earlier appointment...Or at least on call for a cancellation.
I am going to dinner with friends tomorrow as my friend is in town from San Francisco. So, I won't be seeing Dad tomorrow. And I signed up for this yoga class a few weeks back on Thursday nights from 6:00-7:00 p.m., but due to Mom's illness, have not been able to attend the first two weeks. I am going to make an attempt this week if it works out. But that would mean a short visit with Dad...So, we'll see.
Anyway, I am glad we got to the root of my plumbing issue (Root? Get it?). Wish me luck on that one.
Much love.
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