
Replacing the much lamented 'On My Mind' profile option, this thread is for musings, jottings, whimsies, preoccupations and the rest of the thesaurus for anyone to jot down anything they please.
I can't remember what the maximum character count was before, can anyone else? But anyway it wasn't very many so let's keep to that.
Companicking.
Companicking: This is when a senior invents something to panic about because they want a bit of hysterics, or 'babying', or sympathy before the complaining begins. Start panicking first over some nonsense (real or imaginary) then let it progress into complaining, lashing out, and verbal abuse.
Companicking. Watch out for it.
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Enjoy your candy~
The bed sore has nearly disappeared. We got Neosporin and a bandaid on it every day for the past week. There hasn't been any sort of bleeding for a few days.
Thanks for praying for her.
Decubitus sores progress fast. Call Mom's PCP. Get an immediate remote appointment. Show doctor the decubitus sore (use your phone live). Doctor can prescribe an RN wound care specialist to come to the house and treat the sore.
Also, Mom needs to be repositioned in bed every 2 hours.
If she does not already have a bed that has the mattress that prevent bedsores get one asap. You can rent one from your home healthcare supply house.
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Don’t quit.
Somebody is praying for you and you will make it through this.
God is on your side.
It's been an odd grieving experience as I didn't really have a relationship
with my brother.
We didn't have a celebration of life or funeral. Seems almost hypocritical to do so when there was little or no contact for most of us in the family and my brother.
So no closure either. Not yet anyway. Do we ever really get closure? I don't know.
Ali, so proud of you and your great grades. You are so smart and endured a lot while you studied. Good for you for persevering.
We are all proud of you.
Sorry for the loss of your brother. 💐
She thinks it could be the result of her pivoting when I swing her legs off the bed, but if that was it, this would've occurred a long time ago. The spot didn't look bad. Based on what's online, it looked more like a stage 2 bedsore than stage 4.
Now - what's next??? lol
Anyway, I just finished this monster of a final exam. Four hours, 175 questions. The professor said the highest score she's ever seen in her students was 86%. She said that so we had realistic expectations of our performance on this tough exam. But... I got a 90%!!! 😁😁😁
So I'm all done with my MS degree, and I'm just taking a moment to soak it all in. Thank you so much to all the nice people around here who kept me sane, kept me company, through the toughest times in my life. Thanks for being happy for my success in school, too. I so appreciate you. 💜