Archive for March 26th, 2009

Today we entered the care home via the main entrance.

“This is my home.” He said it how little kids will emphasize, “This is my Mommy.”

I replied that it sure is and every one is so nice. He agreed and happily followed me to the office and nursing station in a vain attempt to find his health care card, missing toque and 2 missing laundry bags. (I guess this is a lesson of what is to come and yes, all were labeled.)

Anyway, I found his statement very touching and sweet. Maybe that will ease things a bit – and this was after the medical visit so he was in good form.

Snow job, fudge the truth, stretch the truth, white lies – I use them all to get done what has to be done.

Today, we have appointment with Family Clinic for blood/urinalysis orders. Our (precious) MD is on holiday so His Nibs will see a locum, to go into the op, sit there and let her check his BP and write the orders.

I’m hoping this will all pan out Ok.

Slipped this morn and said we have to get up and at it for the appointment.

“Appointment, what appointment??? Not for me. Not me.” Sigh – - – (Pls cross your fingers:)