kvetching up

Entry 1.    11:32 a.m. Willow gave me a wild ride this morning at 7:00, trying to bum rush a neighbor getting into his car. I know her very well now, and had hold of her fur faster than she could react, and soon after grabbed her harness.  In the kerfuffle of wrangling her, I dropped my phone in the grass. I didn't know this at the time, but only realized in an hour later. The best part about that is my phone lay in the grass where I dropped it as the rain fell-it had been falling all morning, why stop on my phone's account?  I put it in rice, at Jenny's suggestion. Jenny left with Moni for chemo about the same time I tried to dry out my phone.  I went to work and forgot about my personal cell. Just after 10, my work cell rings, it's Jenny on the phone, calling to tell me her blood pressure 70/30 was so low they were transferring her to the ER.  Moni took Jenny here, but left to go to an appt around 10. Jeanne, Jenny's escort home, was cancelled.  I a...

 Entry 1.    9:09 a.m. Apparently, while I was out yesterday, Willow escaped the yard, as I have been worried about for some time.  She ran up about 4 blocks and fortunately did not get to a busy road before they managed to trick her into getting back home. The regular daily routine is to let her run out in the yard, sans leash, early in the morning, trusting the invisible fence will keep her in.  Ironically, when they chased her back to the house, they had to struggle to get her to cross the invisible fence line.  They warned us, if she is motivated she will cross it. They also said that problem is rare.  We need them to crank up the feedback on the collar, now that she is horse-sized.  Anyway, I went into the yard with them this morning, which is where the above shot was taken.  Standing in hoar frost isnt something I've done in a long time.  Willow began looking up and out of the yard, the first sign she may test the defenses, so I qu...

 Entry 1     1:39 p,m.   I am in a meeting right now. It's 30 minutes.  Jenny and Moni are out, not sure where. Jenny's fentanyl patch has kicked in, and it is quite evident. It has impacted her response time, when you talk to her, her balance, her judgment. Along with the fentanyl, the palliative care doc told her to keep taking her other meds. She was on lots of drugs before, now it is so much I am concerned.  I suggested she not use the fentanyl patch anymore, after she told me the pain in her side is unimpacted by it--the reason she is using the fentanyl patch.  I hope she will reach out to Dr. B about this, but it doesn't require his approval to get off the drug. I mentioned judgment is a big problem. You may recall that Jenny was telling her friends a week ago when she found out that additional help was coming, how she was worried about seeing Eric.  It seems to be top of mind for her, even impaired. This morning, she texted Moni a...

My sleep hygiene is worse than my dental hygiene, and that says alot.  I went to sleep this morning after 4 a.m. , yesterday, about 3:30.  I got up, thanks to Buddy's insistent coaxing, just after 9.  After I had brewed coffee, Jenny came out of the bedroom and into the the living room, just around 10 am. She was in pain, so I comforted her. We snuggled on the couch for hours, watching first Seinfeld and then 2.5 hours of Who Killed Jeffrey Epstein.  The modem went on the  fritz after the first two episodes but t it just needed a reboot.   At 1:22 p.m. Abby was finally ready for our drive to Renton originally scheduled for 10 a.m.  I had let her sleep. Given her sleep patterns are as fucked up as mine, and the reaction one gets from a teenager when they are disturbed, I opted not to bother her.  Oh, also, given my ADD addled mind, I also forgot that I had promised to wake her. Abby drove via 25th until it turns into Montlake and then into 23r...