Open letter I sent to the editor of the news paper

I am amazed at the calloused manner people treat animals in our society. Just last night two little dogs were dumped at the Ogden Park. A friend’s daughter managed to catch one of the dogs after a night spent in the bitter cold. I imagine the other dog is still wandering the streets. I don’t understand the mentality of people that would dump domesticated animals in the dead of winter to fend for themselves. This action is cruel and unnecessary. There is the humane society, or animal shelters where the animals will at least have a chance. To the person that kicked the dogs out of your car your actions are beneath contempt. Your character is defined by your actions. The dog that was caught has been placed in a home were it will be well taken care of. Sleep well tonight thinking of the second dog freezing as it attempts to survive

I went to church this morning just after I did the snow blower on a couple of driveways. I should have waited with the snow blower. By the time I went back outside to climb in the truck you could not tell I had cleared the driveway. The roads were not in the best condition for a Sunday morning drive. I was going down Interstate 84 at 40 mph in four wheel drive. The trip home was slightly better but I did see where one guy had just slid off the road and ended up in the trees. He was on the phone and someone else was stopping so I kept on trucking. I figured I would not be much good in knee deep snow with my cane. As I approached the neighborhood there was a three car accident with tow truck and cop cars. It has stopped snowing and I have just finished my lunch so I will clear the drive way one more time.


There is a gun show on the 12th of January down in Salt Lake City. I plan to attend and maybe peddle one of my 22 caliber hand guns. Most of the time deals are not that good at the shows but it is fun to get out of the house.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

I wonder about some medical procedures. My bride had to under go a biopsy yesterday. I was in the room while they took a tissue sample of one of her ovaries. Her Dr. is one of the sweetest kindest ladies you could ever meet and she did prescribe a couple of pain pills for the bride. But I don’t think they helped much. The procedure was performed with some of the strangest instruments I ever seen in my life. But when the wife cried out in pain and the tears were running down her face I knew it hurt and hurt badly. Now I have had a colonoscopy and the procedure is not bad at all and they sedated me, but on a painful biopsy almost nothing. The bride’s Dr. said that her partners in the practice don’t even prescribe the pain pills. It don’t seem right to me. Just one shot of something could make it bearable and that is not to much to ask.

My buddy Nate is taking me out to the desert this morning to do a little shooting. It will be good to get out of the house for a few hours and burn gun powder. I’ll be traveling light today. I’ll think I will take the mini 14, one of the 10/22’s, and a couple of hand guns.
It is cold this morning, around 22 degrees. The forecast says a high of 27 degrees, but it should be sunny. I can remember when temps like that never bothered me. It is not that way now. I don’t take the cold like I use too but that is why they invented indoors and central heat.

I’ll buy Nate lunch while we are out and I’ll invite him to dinner. I believe the bride is making curry chicken and it does not get much better then that.

I went into the office this morning. I only spent two hours there and most of that time was used to clean up my e mail inbox. I have deicded that I will work half days starting next week. Weather I like it or not I will have to go back to work sooner or later, I mean full time.

Mom’s house is on the market. I saw it listed on the web to be honest it is very sad. Mom had lived in the house for 50 years and growing up it was the only home I knew. But life goes on and I hope a great family moves in and enjoys the home.

Just when you think things are going to settle down. The bride came home from her girl doctor today and told me that she has to have her left ovary removed. The only reason they will wait until the first of the year is her recovery from her last surgery. So it looks like the 4th of January my baby doll gets modified one more time.

Such a snow storm we had today. I guess we got about 6-8 inches of snow. My neighbors have already cleared my driveway twice. I have been walking all day without the aid of the walker. It hurts but I have to push to get better. I have all but quit taking the pain pills which is a good thing. I start my out patient physical therapy on Tuesday. I am very pleased with my progress and can’t wait to get out and start doing stuff.

I have not told the bride but I may try going into the office for a couple hours on Monday. They gave me a laptop to keep up with my e mail and stuff but I have not been able to get it to work. I have gotten a couple of phone calls, nothing major but stuff I could work if I was in the office.

I have done most of my Christmas shopping today. Amazon.com is a wonderful thing. I may have paid a couple of bucks more but I did not have to leave the house and fight the crowds.
I can believe it is the 1st of December already, this year has gone bye so fast and so much has happen. I guess the biggest is mom living with me now. This has really worked out great. I have not seen my mom this happy in years. I think this is going to be a great Christmas.

Not much going on, I went to the knee doctor this morning and was told I am doing great. I asked what I am allowed to do now and he said I could jump out of airplanes if I wanted. I am not up to that yet but I think I will be using canes more then the walker. The bride is doing very well after her surgery. Life is getting back to normal. I have been cutting back on the pain pills so my thinking is slightly clearer, not that it was all that clear before.

They say we may get snow this weekend. I need to make sure the snow blower is up and running. This early in the year I am not too worried about having a lot o snow staying for a long time. I figure what ever we get I can let melt and I should be strong enough soon to run the snow blower.

I am starting to get restless hanging around the house and this is never a good thing. There is only so many reruns of “I love Lucy” I can watch. I want to get out and do something but this is just a passing thing. I believe we will go out for dinner tonight, that will be nice.

Let me update a little from my adventure with the dog. I am down stairs later that evening with the physical therapist doing my stuff. The bride says she is not feeling very well and heads up stairs, after awhile I ask mom if she could check on the bride. Mom comes back down the stairs telling everybody the bride is in tears and on the phone with 911 and ambulance is on the way. The paramedics are at the door in a matter of minutes. The bride put on a stretcher, and loaded up and heading to the emergency room. I tell mom to hold down the fort as I load the walker in the back of my truck. And I am gone. I get to the emergency room and I am giving directions to her waiting room. The ER is packed. No open beds and a waiting room full walking wounded. The bride is in more pain then I have ever seen with her. Two shots of morphine and one a shot of Demerol before the pain eases. Some very good friends (Terry and Lonnie) show up at the hospital to watch and pray with us, plus the associated pastor wife is two floors up having contractions (they are having a baby) and he comes down the pray. They are finding nothing wrong but they do suspect a thing or two. About 10:30 they have not decided if she is staying or not and my legs are killing me. The ER doctor suggests I head for home and Lonnie says she will stay with the bride. Terry gets me a wheel chair and takes me to the truck. I get home to some much needed pain pills and play the waiting game.
The bride gets home about midnight but has to return to the hospital for some additional test in the morning. Long story short she is having her gall bladder removed as I type this. Nobody will let me drive so mom and I sit here and wait. The bride should be home about 7:00 this evening.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day and I do have much to be thankful for. Wonderful friends and family, wonderful medical facilities and skilled doctors to help us through life, but most is a God I can relay on

Any of you folks that have read me for while know that I have two dogs willing to run the neighborhood given half a chance.

Since mom has moved up here one of the things she looks forward to is getting the mail. I have told her that she has to make sure that door clicks when she goes out. If not a breeze will open the door and the dogs are gone.

I was laying on the sofa resting (babying) my knees and I suggest that mom goes to check on the mail. With in a minute the back door moves and I can see the increase in light coming from the front of the house. I know what has happened; Mom did not click the door. I am up on my walker to see if the dogs are in the back yard. I thank God Foxy is safe and sound in the back yard. I am flying towards the front of the house. (flying is relative when you are using a walker). Mom is at the mail box in panic as she sees little Dusty running for his freedom. I had grab a bag of doggie treats and the leash handed them to mom and went back to call the bride and grab my truck keys. Mind you I had to be carried into the house by four grown men just last Thursday. I could not make my legs work that well with the new knees. I called the bride and told her what was happening and to get home. She calls me back and tells me that I can not leave the house much less drive. I was almost to the truck and told her to get home quick. I had to fold the walker to fit it in the cab and was amazed that I could climb into the truck. I was off having not a clue on the direction of my dog, and 86 year old mom had gone . I head up and around the block after a couple of minutes I see mom sitting on the curb with Dusty by her side. I pull up and Dusty takes off, the lease was not on the mutt. I open to door and the little turd locker jumps in happy as he can be. Mom gets in and we are on the way home. The bride pulls up just as mom and dog get in the house.



All and all it was not too bad and I will talk to the physical therapist tonight and see if I have been pampering myself just a little too much. It has been two weeks for one knee and one week for the other. But after today I can much improvement. I got back into the house with very little assistance, and I seem to be no worse for wear after my little adventure.

The right knee is gone and I have a bright shinny new one in its place, or so they tell me. It looks like my old knee with a very long scar. The in home therapists should be here in about two hours. I am not sure what this is going to consist of but I don’t think it will be fun. My legs hurt and are very weak. I have not been up stairs since the second knee replacement and have not had good nights sleep in the past three. I can tell things are getting better and I am grateful for that. The day after the surgery the physical therapist came into the room to get me out of bed. I was scheduled to go home Wednesday. They had given me a nerve block to help deal with the pain and it worked great. I felt nothing. Anyway I stood up and nothing worked I went crashing to the floor (the look on the therapist face was priceless) and I was everywhere. This did hurt just a little. Knees seem to work. I looked at them and they were bent one going one-way and one going another. Nurses came running into the room clamoring on the best way to get me off the floor. They went with getting a towel under my butt and a bunch of little hands grabbing corners to lift me up to a stool, a chair and then the bed. I told them I was not leaving the hospital until the next day. I here to tell you that mom and the bride could not handle me if I went down at home, they would have to 911 my butt.

My plans were to take the month of November off but I may just take of to the first of the year.

I have been dabbling in the stock market for about a year now. There has been wheeling and dealing market tumbles and recoveries money lost, money gain. After one year I have lost the grand total of 9 cents. I am going to play with this just a little longer and if I still about even I think the money is going into the bank.

I had my left knee replaced and I was released from the hospital next day. I am doing the physical therapy and it HURTS. I strap my leg into a machine a couple, three times a day and it manipulates my leg. I can control the amount of extension and flex . But you have to push the limits to get any benefit. The Doctor likes his patients to spend 6 hours a day on the machine. I have not worked up to that yet. Some folks sleep with their leg in the machine. I tired that the first night in the hospital and after 1 ½ hours I pushed the snivel whine button and had the staff take the thing out of my bed. I may try it tonight and see how well I do.

I am home from the cruise and all is well. I have to be honest in saying that this is the roughest cruise I have ever been on. The storm Noel played havoc with us. The worst night we were in 20 foot seas. It was hard to walk and it was rough every day. All the activities went on as scheduled. The crew severed dinner every night, the shows were wonderful all and all we had a great time.

I did develop a head cold that still has me down some. Tomorrow I go in for the first of my procedures. They are putting in a screen to catch blood clots. Then Tuesday I get my left knee replaced. As I was unpacking from the trip taking suitcases down stairs I slipped and went down about the last three steps of the stairs. I bent my left leg back as far as it would go. I have to tell you it hurt. It seems to be alright now it hurts a little more then it did before the fall, such is life. I need coffee

I leave very early in the morning for the cruise. I need this vacation and I am looking forward to it. I am not sure when I will blog again it may be a few weeks. Until then take care and God bless

The bride and my daughter are in San Diego packing up my mom’s house. I will be rearranging my basement this weekend to make room for the stuff we are having shipped. My basement is 1000 sq ft so I will have plenty of room. I was looking into a storage unit but the cost and inconvenience did not make sense to me.

Mom and I took off yesterday and headed for Wendover NV. It is on the Stateline between Utah and Nevada. It is where all of Northern Utah goes to gamble. We took the 2 ½ hour drive, parked in the parking lot in Utah and walked through the front door of casino into Nevada. Had a wonderful prime rib buffet and mom helped me go through $70 on the slot machines. It was fun and well worth the money.

The bride and I will leave this coming Friday for our cruise and to celebrate our 35th wedding anniversary. My sister will fly in from Georgia and spend the week with mom. It will be nice to get away and relax. As soon as I get back I will have both of my knees replaced. They have giving me fits for a number of years and having gotten so much worse in the past year. I figure if I am going to improve my quality of life I should do it now while I am still young enough to enjoy it. Between the cruise and my surgery I will be out of the office for at least 5 weeks. I am getting a lap top so I can keep up with my work from home. I have been in this particular position for 11 years and I have been one deep the entire time. Now it seems management has figure out that nobody else knows how to do my job and are in a panic. I am in charge of nonnuclear munitions loading for the F-16, and I am the weight and balance authority for the aircraft.

They have assigned fellow to be my alternate this past Thursday. I know him by sight but don’t know where he sits. He works in another building and I don’t think I have spoken to him more then two or three time ever, and that was about fishing. One of my bosses asked if there were classes that teach my job. I explained to him that I learned it through 11 years of on the job training.

Retirement is looking better and better all the time. I believe I have about 129 days until I am eligible. One more cup of coffee while I read the paper and I will tackle the basement. Wish me luck.

Things are going well with mom here. She has put on some weight and is enjoying herself. I have gotten most of the items completed that I need to for her to stay. I'll admit that most of these she does not know about. I tell tell her that she was staying. She got upset and told me if she stayed she would just pout. I told her that was fine. She pouted for a couple of hours and now she is just being herself.

It was a fight and a half to get my mom up here. My eldest son and my daughter got the job done. Mom does not know that she is not going home. As I have said before she can not live alone anymore. The comparison of her now and the picture I post a couple of weeks ago is dramatic. She has lost so much weight I would bet she is down between 20 to 30 pounds. She is getting three squares a day now.

I went to an assisted living facility this morning to check the place out. I did not get any warm fuzzies over the place. I think I am going to see how mom does here for a while. Get some weight put back on her and stimulate the old brain matter some. I need prayer