Catch up

We admitted Pop to the memory care center on Friday the 22nd.  Since neither of Dave's brothers could be bothered to be here to support him during that process, I went with him.

Pop was transported from the cardiac rehab center by medvan, so we didn't have to go pick him up and take him ourselves.  Instead, we were there when he arrived.

We both took the afternoon off from work, and went to Target for some essentials, like deodorant, toothbrush and tooth paste, tissues, a trash can, and so on.

We went over and talked to the head nurse about some stuff, and got Pop on the list for regular hair cuts and shaves.

We had the tv on when he was wheeled into his room, to make it as homey as possible.

Dave was convinced that he would be combative and angry, but instead, he was placid, and actually said thank you a couple of times.

We think that is because I was there.

We left him sitting in the wheel chair they'd brought him in on, watching the tv.

Dave called on Saturday and all was well.

Then on Sunday, Dave went back up to check in on him, and took another couple of things to fill out the room, like a little table for next to the sink, since there's no counter space in the bathroom.

He still needs a dresser, but Dave's brother can deal with that.

Dave hasn't been back or called again. 

I really think he needs a long break.  It's such a HUGE relief to him to not have to worry about going and finding Pop injured or dead at the house. 

I am glad his stubborn ass hole of a brother finally saw reason. 

He put Dave through living hell, with NO regard for Dave's mental health issues (which he CLEARLY does not understand), and couldn't be bothered to show up until it was over.

Yesterday, Dave's brother arrived.  He intends to stay "as long as it takes" to get the house sorted out and sold. 

I sincerely hope that I don't have to see him while he's here.

Dave is not participating in dealing with the house unless called upon to do so.  Being the only kid who stayed here, he did everything for mom and dad for the past ... forever. 

That's enough.

We are supposed to be given a beautiful antique cabinet, but if Mike sells it, he sells it.  I don't really care anymore.

Anyway, I had a 20 hour dance ethnology workshop all last weekend that started not long after we made sure Pop was settled in.

I was at the dance studio until 10 Friday night, then went back for all of Saturday, again until 10, and then for most of Sunday, until 4.

This was part 2 of the similar workshop I took a year ago.  It's fascinating stuff, but I am pretty sure I will never complete the program, as parts 3 and 4 involve a 3 week trip to Egypt.

That's not really in my cards, I don't think.  If I am ever going to take a 3 week trip anywhere, I'd rather it be the UK.

Then, this past week was just a normal week, for the most part. 

Dave saw his doctor, and got an adjustment to his blood pressure meds again.  As of yesterday, it seems to be starting to work.

We're both finally well, I think.  I was sick for the better part of three weeks, and am finally feeling mostly normal again.

I've achieved my goal weight, and maintaining it, so I am now back to just eating clean instead of restricting anything. 

We mostly follow what's called a "primal" diet.  It's not as strict as "Paleo," and basically is just a clean, whole foods diet.

Last night, I met up with a couple whose wedding I am to officiate in April.  They bought us pizza (not clean, whole food, but it was a gift)  and we had a good visit.

Today will be all about trying to catch up from not being able to do my usual stuff last weekend.  There are cooking projects to be done!

We got all of the errands done yesterday, so since it's quite cold for Oklahoma, we will stay inside and have all of today to regroup.