DONE!

So the last 2 weeks have been nuts. We've been packing to get ready to move, making calls to have things transferred over to the new place, getting Logan to school, worrying about my grandma.....

And as of this past Saturday we are moved in to the new place. Me, my step-dad Jim and my mothers minivan.... It only took us about 7 hours. Not bad. I just wish I had more painkillers. My back is killing me.

We spent Sunday and most of Monday unpacking. And we did more this morning. It doesn't want to end! The place is starting to look good now. We have pictures on the wall, furniture is set up. We do have an extra sofa that the last tenants left behind. Seems they couldn't get it out.

Logan loves his new room, it's twice the size of his last one. The room is a square with a short wall splitting one side. His bed is in a cubby, next to his closed and he has TONS of floor space to play on.

The master bedroom is a bit small and we need cupboard space to hang some of our clothes. Maybe we'll get an armoire for Christmas?

Stress!!! God, I need to get drunk.

Grandma broke her right arm in 2 places.

A few days later Carrie is diagnosed with a kidney infection. She gets her prescription for Ciprofloxacin, a penicillian of some sort. Four days later Carrie is off to the hosptial by ambulance at 3:00am because she's having an allergic to the meds.

The next day the dog gets into Logan's pretzels and spends 2 days barfing up all the salt and everything else he's eaten.

Add to that our new land lady wants to know when we'll be able to pay rent. That, of course hinges on Disability and thier approval of our moving allowence. We finally hear form Disabilty. We were approved but not for the $900.00 we were eligable for. They approved us for $400.00. Not enough for the rent, let alone a truck rental and other shit we need to do. Thank god for family that is willing to help us out.

We were hoping to move in on the 26th but that may not happen since the land lady found some mould in the apartment. She is hiring a crew to clean it. I just hope they get it done.

On the paintball forum I have a kid complaining he was unfairly banned for post "weird poop stories". Now the forum is supposed to be at about a PG-13 level, so ther is some minor sex talk, but not much. We do our best to filter content for profanities and we do not allow porn. This is an example of his post:

Taught him a very valueable lesson that day, don't leave your stuff anywhere becuase someone is going to POOPY SHIZZLE on the coats.

Now this isn't the first time he's posted questionable topics and many of his posts are less than helpful to people so I banned him. His next show of brilliance was to contact me over AIM to defend his actions. The actual conversation is longer but this is his ultimate defense (yes his name has been changed):

17:09] True Puzuma: What you did was beyond stupid and imature.
[17:09] I am a Doofus: wasnt saying it wasnt
[17:10] I am a Doofus: i was saying that it was funny
[17:10] True Puzuma: it shows me that you have no sense of decency
[17:10] I am a Doofus: and i wanted to tell everyone
[17:10] True Puzuma: or intelligence
[17:10] I am a Doofus: ...intelligence
[17:10] True Puzuma: of right or wrong, or an inkling of common sense
[17:10] I am a Doofus: no, me doing this doesnt show my intelligence or in your point of view lack there of
[17:10] I am a Doofus: it shows that i am a teenager who likes to have fun

I haven't even had time to deal with my own ailments. for the last week and a hlf my right shoulder has been in pain. Actually it's muscles surrounding the shoudler making it difficult to support myself. I've also been having foot and knee problems for the last few days and I've been in a REALLY bad mood too.

It's no wonder people buy high powered rifles and site in bell towers and book depositories.....

Courage. Honor. Valor.

It's Remeberance Day/ Vetrens Day.

I tried to explain to Logan what it was. It's hard to get a 5 year old to understand why we observe the 2 minutes of silence at 11:00 am on the 11th day of the 11th month. All I could come up with is, "It's to say thank you to the good guys for beatng the badguys a long time ago." He accepted it, but thought you had to be quiet all day long.


Thank you Grandpa Frank. 1921-1999

Thank you too, Grandpa Herman "Doc" Lavallee. I would post his pic if I had one and I am unable to post his birth and death years. We are packing to move and that info is in a box already.

More news

Mom called this morning.

Here's the deal. Grandma had surgery at 5:30 pm Saturday. It lasted 5 hours and she doing well. They put the plate in her right wrist and it was decided to do the same for her upper arm. So she should be good to leave the hospital on Tuesday!

From what mom said I was one of the first people she asked to see wharn garndma came to. Damn I hate not having a car. I'd have been there during the surgery.

I can't wait to see her and know she's doing well.

Update.

Mom called back last night. Grandma is worse off than we thought. The upper arm break is clean and can be reset easily.

BUT

She needs a metal plate and 4 screws in her wrist, so she needs surgery.
Mom wasn't sure when they'd do the surgery, but figures it would be some time today. She also said tehy won't be putting a cast on grandma, just a sling. So grandma will need X-rays once a week for the next 6 weeks.

On the plus side, grandma now has a new nick name: Old Iron Fist.

Broken Arm.

I just got a call from my mother. We have call display so I knew it was her. My stomach did a flop before I answered knowing I'd hear bad news. I was right.

This morning my grandmother was in the garage. She was on the stairs to enter the house and fell. She broke her humerus. I don't remember if it was the left or right arm. I was too concerned that the 85 year old lady was alright. Yes I know how stupid that sounds knowing she has a broken arm. I'm concerned that there may be more damage.

Mom called just after the ambulance left. She'll call me back tonight to give me more details.