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A Colorado Spring Day in the ICU

My sweet hubby just spent two days in the ICU.  Wednesday morning he fell — for the third time — straight back and split his head open.  This time, for the first time, he had blood in his brain.  It’s a very bad situation but after a bazillion tests over the course of three hospitalizations, no one knows what’s causing the falls other than that he has dementia and his brain “isn’t working right” so maybe it’s kicking out for a second or two here and there.

He was discharged this morning with orders to use a walker and to wear a helmet (like this one, which I just ordered) “any time he isn’t walking on carpeting,” which is pretty much all the time.  (We’re going to “personalize” the helmet with decals to “make it his,” so hopefully he’ll wear it with pride (knock-on-wood — God I hope so!).)

Anyway, this is the view he had from his room:

View from Dan's Hospital Room 4:15

Not bad, huh?

No, the hospital isn’t in the middle of nowhere.  It’s smack dab in the middle of Boulder, Colorado (pop. just over 100,000), but it’s situated on land next to a wildlife area.  A stream runs underneath those Cottonwood trees and birds galore live in the area, as do coyotes.

It was a snowy day today and the Rocky Mountains are partially obscured by clouds but I still think it’s a view that would make me (and hopefully my dear one) be happy to be alive.  (Oh, and I love the contrasting brown of the dried grass from last year.)

April 17, 2015 at 6:07 PM Leave a comment

Dementia: Needles to the Heart

Robin Williams via Wikipedia

Robin McLaurin Williams July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014. (Image via Wikipedia.)

My husband called me just now and excitedly announced that — as if, surely, I didn’t know — Robin Williams died.

I said yeah, I knew.  What I didn’t say was that it’s been almost a year.

He said something like, “Oh, it’s so hard to tell you something you don’t already know.”  Again, I didn’t tell him it’s been almost a year.

Sixty second events like this happen every day when living with someone with dementia.

One learns to shake their head (without showing it) and to cry silent tears.

It’s like needles to the heart.  There’s no escaping what’s happening to my loved one’s brain.

April 8, 2015 at 7:56 PM 2 comments

People Need Bees More Than Bees Need People

I was walking the pups around the block this afternoon when i came across a neighbor who was spraying something along the sidewalk-edge of his front yard.  He was nice enough to tell me he was spraying weed killer so I pulled the dogs into the street and we walked by.

Summary: A very nice, seemingly intelligent neighbor spends money on a toxic spray, he sprays it on a soon-to-be unsustainable water-guzzling lawn and he potentially kills bees we need for food production (who are taking nectar from his dandelions).

If we die...via JTToronto on twitter

Image: JTToronto on Twitter

People, think!

April 5, 2015 at 8:02 PM 1 comment

Do Homeless People Go to Heaven?

Homeless people reading mean tweets, via HumansforHumans.ca:

See how the homeless people responded via the link above.

April 4, 2015 at 11:51 AM Leave a comment

I Got the Flip Flops Out Today

Got My Flipflops out today

March 30, 2015 at 8:05 PM 3 comments

Mother Nature: Humans, I Don’t Need You

I like this approach when talking about Climate Change:

(Via.)

March 16, 2015 at 11:12 AM 1 comment

Drones in the Hood

Drone Across Street via Wikimedia

(Image via Wikimedia)

At approximately 1:30 this afternoon, on a beautiful sunny day (65º!), I was sitting on the deck in back of my home in Boulder, Colorado when I suddenly heard a whirring sound.  I looked up and lo and behold, there was a white drone which looked to have risen from the street in front of the house behind me.  It was at an altitude of about 30 feet, its camera pointed right at my face.  It hovered there for three or four minutes before being brought down by whoever was manning the thing.

To say I felt that my privacy had been violated wouldn’t do justice to my feelings.  I mean, what’s next? The drone hovers outside my bedroom window, captures video of me naked and the owner posts video on YouTube?

I hope my City Council is working on privacy laws as I write.

I guess the lesson here is to keep your windows cracked so you can hear that whir.

Aye yie yie.  The future is here folks.

March 14, 2015 at 5:59 PM 2 comments

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