They Just...Cut It

The other night, Dad slept all night, and therefore I got to also. There was a nice La-Z-Boy recliner in the room, and I moved it alongside the bed and it was quite a pleasant night, all things considered. The recliner was quite easy on my poor injured back .

No such luck any longer. Apparently the staff at the nursing home objected to someone actually sitting in one of their recliners, so during the day someone went through the facility and cut the power cords for all the chairs.

Just...cut them.

Weird.

I think so, anyway.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "I think so, too."\\

George Burt's Recovery Continues

Slow, slowly, but we will get there.

It's hard. Thanks to prior demands on my energy I am worn away to a frazzle and Mom is not far behind. She is taking a class to become a census worker (2010 isn't far off, after all), I suspect for the sake of having something else to do.

But Dad is getting better, and I expect he will be able to go home before too much longer.

I sure hope so, anyway.

//The Magic Eight Ball says, "Hang in there."\\

George Burt is Recovering

Dad has now been transferred to a nursing home in Junction City, which is good news (because it means he is recovering rapidly) and bad news (because his periodic stays at a nursing home are always stressful times for the family).

So, until further notice, I will be spending my nights at his bedside, making sure he doesn't become so disoriented that he panics or otherwise endangers himself, while Mom takes the days.

I anticipate becoming very tired, physically and emotionally. But that's life. You do what you gotta. Life goes on. And various other catchphrases that seem somehow to give me comfort, and if they get on your nerves, my apologies, but golly folks, something had better give me comfort....

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Do what you can and leave the rest."\\

Track George Burt For Yourself

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//The Magic Eight-Ball says, " http://web.ics.purdue.edu/~ssanty/cgi-bin/eightball.cgi "\\

Dad is Having Surgery Today at 1:00 PM

1300 hours Pacific Daylight Time.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Or in George's honor, call it 1400 hours Pacific War Time."\\

My Father Has Hurt Himself

I'm at work, doing an overnight shift. I'd been going to go pick Dad up tomorrow morning to take him to his gym, but my mother just called to say he'd fallen and injured his hip. He'll be going to the same nursing home in Eugene that he went to after his last "incident".

I just hope he gets to go home again this time. He's 78 years old and not in good health.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "All you can do now is to hold him in the Light."\\

Feeling Better Lately

I hurt my back awhile back. It gradually got worse, though I tried various treatments for it.

Late last month I started physical therapy, and it seems to be helping. At my most recent PT session, I was found to have greater flexibility bending both backward and forward.

Also, today I had to crawl into the bed of Uncle Wesley's Isuzu pickup, and it was merely a challenge rather than an epic farce.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Take good news when you find it."\\

Mystery Building (Dis)Solved

For years I have been going past a solid, concrete-block building at the intersection of Highway 20 and Independence Highway, and from time to time I have wondered what purpose it had served, back when it was in regular use (it had obviously been abandoned quite awhile ago).

Little did I guess, though, that nobody else knew what the thing was for until I saw an article about the "mystery building" in the Corvallis Gazette-Times.

The other day, I saw a crew at work with a crane, tearing the building down. Perhaps the stress of not knowing what it was for drove someone to distraction. Or maybe someone has another use for the location....

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Who knows?"\\