A wonderful Halloween decoration uptown in front of a business. What a Merry Scarecrow!
Author: Dackel Princess
The Friday Five
Welcome to October! Okay, where has the year gone? In just over a month I will be 61, we will have Thanksgiving, and then the rush towards Christmas will be underway!
Here’s what’s happening in my little corner of the world!
1. The week started quite busily, with my doctor’s appointment and tests. I still have no test results, which I admit is quite frustrating.
2. I’ve been enjoying the changing colors of the leaves around me. I am guessing it will be another two weeks until we are at full peak color. Then I will be out taking pictures every day.
3. I am still just heartsick about the plane crash this week. People out for a good time flying in this antique plane and now seven men are gone. I think the fact that I had seen that plane, been inside of it, makes me feel that closer to its demise.
4. It seems that today I have been having one visit after another from Mr. Cardinal. He also brought his Mrs. I’ve been trying to get a good picture of them, but each time I try to Lili moves, which they see and they fly off. But today I finally got a very nice picture of Mr. Cardinal. Isn’t he handsome?
Although this is not the best shot, you can see Mr. & Mrs. Cardinal!
5. It had to be done. Today, October 3rd I turned on the heat. Everything is working fine and it took the chill off the house. After I turned the heat on, our oil truck delivered a tankful. So, we are now $450.00 poorer! Oh well…At least we will be warm!
RIP, The Flying Fortress
Today there was a crash of a vintage B-17 Bomber Aircraft at an airport in Connecticut. There is a back story involving Jack and me and this plane. I have written about it below. So far of the 13 people on board and one person on the ground, 7 are confirmed dead.
She was a grand old plane, who served her country well. I’m happy that I had the chance to tour her and terribly saddened by today’s events.
This is the plane today. Aircraft #231909, The Flying Fortress! Here is her story.
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Many years back, Jack and I visited an exhibition of two WW II aircraft. The B-17 and the B-24. We were allowed to walk through the planes and take tons of pictures. Which I did, of course! This was the Flying Fortress all renovated and open for all to tour.
What really hit me was how small the insides of the planes were. How these men were able to get around totally amazed me. Especially the area underneath the B-17, the Ball Turret, where the Belly Gunner sat. I looked and I just knew I could not have gotten in there. Or if I had gotten in, I never would have gotten out.
I spoke for a long time to the Belly Gunner of that plane, Smitty. He told us the story of when the plane had been shot down, and how he had lost his arm. He spoke kindly of the German Nun Nurse who cared for him. He told us about the struggles that the men went through.
I shook his hand with thanks, and by the end of the talk, I hugged both him and his wife.
I thought of all the young lives lost and also of all the lives saved by these heroic men. What a terrible time in world history, and yet these machines that flew through the sky, primitive as they were, flown by these fearless men, conquered overwhelming evil and restored freedom to many parts of the world.
I was so pleased that I was able to hear about Smitty’s survival. He was a real American Hero.
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So today The Flying Fortress died. She will not fly again and all that remains are pieces of her wings and tail and a pile of ashes. Over 70 years old and this was how the life of this great plane ended.
Being Thankful
I had my last Physical Therapy on Tuesday. I knew even before I sat down with the therapist what he would say.
I think we all hope to live in a pain-free body, like the ones we had as a teenager, but this is not to be the case.
On Tuesday the doctor told me that this is it. This is the best we can hope for after all the surgeries, infections, and weakness. When I went to him my pain level was extremely high. I could hardly lift my arms and my left shoulder and neck ached all the time.
Since seeing Dr. EK and doing the exercises and needle therapy, I have gotten so much relief. But the pain (down to about a 2-3) is there all the time.
Today I faced the fact that this is as good as it gets.
At first, I was pretty sad about this. Then I began to think that it could be worse. Instead of having the pain I do, I might be paralyzed. Feeling nothing. Being able to lead my life and play with Savannah and Quinn and my doggies, well, that is just really good news.
Everyone gets old and everyone has their aches and pains. I simply refuse to let the pain define who I am and what I do in my life.
I think sometimes you need to find peace with what you have in your life, understanding that there is no perfection, simply understanding, and acceptance.
Food & Tests
I think one of the hardest things to do when you feel no desire to eat is to cook good food for other people.
I do not feel like cooking or eating or anything. I go through the motions. Last nights casserole was dry and almost inedible.
So, today I decided to make Jack a good meatloaf. I took my time, followed my recipe and it will go in the oven soon.
I have thought about my cooking and I believe that if it were just me here, I would be making decaffeinated tea and toast. As it is, I am just baking a plain potato for dinner for myself.
Tomorrow is my ultrasound and we shall go from there.
Oh, yes, today the phone rang and it was the Technician that will do my test. She went over the pre-test instructions.
Nothing by mouth after midnight, not even a sip of water!
Now, this confused me. I’d gotten written instructions telling me I could eat breakfast, take my pills, etc. Add to this that I had to drink a quart of water 1-hour before the test!
The Technician looked up my orders and said I had been sent the wrong instructions! I was so glad she called. Had I followed the other instructions I would have been sent home with no test. It’s a 100-mile round trip drive! So this is a very big deal! I’m glad it was caught.
The Weekend Wrap
I decided this morning to make apple sauce. We certainly have enough apples on the trees, but I must tell you, without proper care and fungicides, the apples are small, mottled and sort of icky.
What this means is that you need to peel and core every apple and discard anything that looks bad. I worked for nearly two hours doing this, at times alone and at times with Jack.
I was trying to keep up with the cleaning and things and I checked on the cooking apples and the apples had begun to burn to the bottom of the pan! Fortunately, I caught it in time and avoided yet another kitchen disaster.
The apples are slowly cooking now and will need a lot of sweetening. I tasted the apple mash, which is cooking down and it sure is tart!
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I cooked a turkey on Friday and then made Turkey Soup on Saturday. After boning the turkey on Friday evening, I put all the bones, a couple of onions and carrots into a crockpot with a little bit of chicken stock and enough water to cover all the bones, and cooked it overnight to make the soup base.
If you have never made your soup base this way, give it a try. I find you wind up with incredible tasting soup broth!
So, tonight I am taking some of that broth and making a turkey casserole. Turkey seems to sit well with me this day. Although I am sure Jack will complain. (He did!)
Our darling Anneliese shows more signs of blindness. She startles easily and sticks to me or to Jack and to her brother Arnie.
You know, one of the most beautiful things to have watched the last 12 years, is the love that Anneliese and her brother have shared since day one! Imagine how lucky we feel to have shared in their lives. Brother and sister, and we have owned them since the very day Greta gave birth to them.
At birth, Arnie on the left and Anneliese on the right.
Anneliese left and Arnie, right. About 7 weeks old.
Yes, raising your very own sibling pups right from birth has been an experience of a lifetime.
Arnie left and Anneliese, right.
We are blessed, that’s for sure!
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Also, today is the birthday of my dearest friend, Uschi! I wish her a Happy Birthday and good health and much joy in the year ahead!!!
Losses & Gains
2019 will be a year I will not easily forget. This has been the year that I have had to learn how to cope with and let go of many people who were very dear to me in life. I guess that everyone reaches a certain age when they start losing their peers, and so it has been for me.
There have been nine wonderful souls that departed my life this year. Several were very close to me and the pain I felt at their loss was very deep.
Now I am faced with yet another good friend being terminally ill. I know it will not be too long until she passes from this world to the next. She called me yesterday, out of the blue. I was cleaning my bathroom, but I stopped and talked to her. She told me she is now in Hospice Care. So, I know the time is close.
I’ve never handled death terribly well. I would cry and cry and go through periods of great depression after. But, somehow Candy taught me so much.
Since her passing, I have found a new relationship with God and when I feel unable to cope, I literally give it all to God. Ever been in a grocery store and heard someone say: “God, I can’t take it anymore so I’m taking all the problems and giving them to you!”
Yes, that was me. Whenever and wherever I am, I give it to God. It seems he is always around for me.
Psalm 119:114 – You are my refuge and my shield; I have put my hope in your word.
I also find that by asking for his help, I am comforted.
Jeremiah 33:3 – Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and show thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not.
It’s a place of deeper knowledge and comfort.
The Friday Five
It’s been a crazy week this week. Despite the fact that I am still not my best, I decided to keep plugging away. Here’s my list.
- I went in and had a bunch of tests. Still awaiting the results. I hope they find out what it is so I can start to get on the road to recovery. It’s so annoying to be sick.
- I’ve cooked for Jack all week. I’ve tried to make meals that I can eat a little bit of too. Baked potatoes are my best friends right now and plain simple Chicken breast.
- I attempted to make a new recipe for Peach Bread. It came out badly. I think I might make Jack a banana bread tomorrow. I have enough to do a splendid job of it.
- I decided to release the turkey! By this I mean, I got a turkey for 69¢ a pound and it’s been in my deep freeze. So, I pulled it out and it will be a turkey this weekend for dinner. I expect turkey will also be fairly easy on my stomach.
- Lastly, I ordered “Yesterday” and it arrived today.
Over the weekend, I want to watch it with Jack. The music is great and I so enjoyed watching it with Mandy and Matt, so I bought the movie!
TBT: Savannah & Me!
Whenever Savannah has the chance, she asks me to tell her the story about when we first met each other. She loves to hear about how happy I was, and how I couldn’t believe I was her Oma!
Savi actually knows the story so well, she could tell it herself, but she always will sit there listening to me, and if I miss something she will jump right in and correct me!
“I saw you lying in a little hospital cot. You were all wrapped up in a blanket and little hat! I went over and looked into your face and asked Mommy if I could pick you up? She said yes, and I held you in my arms and my heart filled up with so much love. You see, Savi, I immediately fell in love with you!”
This is one of the pictures taken when I got to hold her for the first time! Me and my darling grand-girl!
The next day, I was back snuggling with her! Look at those beautiful long fingers and that perfect little face! It just doesn’t get any better than this. Or that was until Quinn came along!
This week Savi wanted to hear all about Quinn. That was a fun story too! But that is for another day!
Savannah Rose and her Oma, Me!
Getting It Done
Tuesday Jack and I spent down at the VA getting things taken care of.
He needed to get his hearing aid repaired, a financial matter is taken care of, and lastly a flu shot.
I was there to see my doctor about why I do not feel well. I had my exam with her, and tests have been ordered. I am hoping it is merely GERD, but she is leaning toward Gallbladder.
I had the blood work today and will go in early next week for the ultrasound. Then we will go from there.
Of course, she told me that if I got sick in the meantime with severe pain to go straight to the hospital.
I also had a flu shot.
When we finished up it was lunchtime. We went to a restaurant and had a nice meal. And nice for me these days is bland. In fact tonight Jack is eating pizza and I am having eggs and toast.
The drive home was a pretty one and we even saw Wild Turkeys!
So although I still feel a tad under the weather, we did get an awful lot done! I love those kinds of days!