I know. Now you are wondering...what does it mean. TaDa Thursday is my way of bringing in the weekend!! I am house sitting this weekend...just one night again. I will go over on Friday and do my laundry...then I am free to choose from a bunch of movies...not sure how many they have collected. It is quite a collection. There is usually something I haven't seen or want to see again.
My friend and neighbor, Linda, will be in surgery in 1/2 hour. She is having her right shoulder joint replaced. She had the left one done last September. She is a member of the osteo-arthritis club...with her shoulder bone on bone. Her knees are bad, too, but she won't have them done!! I am praying that everything goes okay. She does not accept blood or blood products...so there is always a risk when they do surgery on her.
I am taking her things up to her later in the morning. Last fall when she had her left shoulder joint replaced she was up by noon eating lunch!! If they don't mix too many drugs, she doesn't get sick. Anyway, I am taking care of her cat, Max, while she is away. He is a siamese/persian mix. He is very pretty...but has no weight compared to my snickers!! You pet him and you feel his back bone. Max is only 7 pounds...Snickers is over 11. Anyway, I will be taking care of him and when Linda gets home and no one is over there to help...I will help out. I am close...10 feet away...and I know what to do. It is usually not much...help her put her ice pack on...or help her heat up a meal...but this time it is her right arm. She may be far more incapacitated this time. Last time she only spent one night in the hospital....this might be different. Her son and daughter are coming down for the weekend from Great Falls. I hope the roads are good that way. She only gets to see them when he has a 3 day weekend off from work.
It isn't raining this morning...not sure if it rained during the night. I didn't hear anything!!
I am listening to an audio book about depression and your mood. I don't remember much of it!! At least not the cd I put on at bedtime. It is very relaxing to listen to then. I don't ever drive with it on, as I would be afraid it would make me too relaxed!! And I didn't drive to it on my trip to Greybull this past weekend. I knew better!!
I am taking the other neighbor to Target this morning, then going to the hospital. Then I have my last exercise class and I will volunteer at PLUK this afternoon. It is a busy day..again. At least everything, except target, is downtown and within a few blocks. And Target is close to home...so I will take Marcia there and then take her home before I head downtown.
I feel like a heavy weight champion with all that is on my plate lately!! I haven't done this much stuff in one day for awhile. I must be getting healthier...as I can do more...and the depression hasn't come back. That's a good thing!!
I thought I would have a much harder time on Valentine's Day with the anniversary of my Dad's death. But I did pretty good...only a few crying episodes. It was much harder to lose my Mom...and she went so quickly. Don't get me wrong...I loved my Dad, too. But he wasn't the one I talked to on the phone at night when I couldn't sleep...or during the day when all I could do was cry!
It must have been so hard on my Mom...but she just listened and encouraged me. She was always there...until October 12, 2003. Then she was gone. And I felt a hole in my heart. And a hole in my life!! And I didn't know my life would change so much after she died. I was divorced...so didn't have anyone to go home and talk to about it. Unlike most of my other siblings. I tried talking to my little sister...she is 18 months younger...but she didn't understand. She never experienced the depression I suffered...I think she did experience the loneliness....being single I don't know how you couldn't. At least sometimes...I am sure of it. But she was so laid back about everything...and I know she kept some things in to not put further stress on me. Anyway, in a time when I thought we would grow even closer together as a family...we started to fracture. Then in April of the following year...my Dad remarried. Then it was every man for himself!! Most of my siblings resented the fact that he married so soon. My Dad was of the generation that the woman did the cooking, cleaning, laundry...etc. and most of the chores around the house while he went to work. So he didn't know how to care for himself...or live alone and he was depressed, too!! That is something my Dad and I shared...a knowledge of depression. Although he wasn't bi-polar...or at least he wouldn't admit it to anyone. I think he drank when he was younger to self-medicate himself...a thing a lot of people with mental illness will do until they are diagnosed and treated.
Wow!! How did I get to this point in my blog?? Guess I had more on my mind than I thought!!
Well, I need to start my day. I need breakfast and to go to Target.
I hope everyone has a safe, dry day!! And remember...it is what you make it...so make it good!!