Thursday, April 28, 2016

Doing some updating....

Because I have been sorely lacking this blog.  I think I have too many to keep up with.  I have a Facebook, a LiveJournal, a Dreamwidth, a Wordpress and I just got a notice from InsaneJournal. 

I need to make a habit of creating the entry first, then uploading it into the different formats. 

And my mind is running around and around like a hamster on a wheel about the possibility of needing a hysterectomy.   Sigh...  Wish the state of Texas had taken the Medicare expansion.  I really don't think I can afford this. 

Plus I also help Dad with Mom, and if I have a hysterectomy, I will be unable to lift anything for 6 weeks.  So definitely can't help Dad lift Mom.  And we shift her position several times everyday, and lift her up the bed at least once a day, because she slides down it.  

I need to contact health and human services, to see if I would qualify for anything.  Both my workplaces say I can only get FMLA which is unpaid. 

And I'm still not sure Dad understands what's going on.  

I have also become so absent minded over the past month or so, it's crazy.  

Results of pottery class.

Wow, it's been a while since I posted.  

Just posting to show off some pottery. 

This first one is after an early Jomen style pot I saw online.  In the museum, it had a little wire display to hold it upright.  I attempted to make one in class, but they kept falling apart.  Ended up using a chuck to send it through the final firing.  

 It was meant to boil things in, so I'm assuming that the original makers would have set it into a firepit or a pit with hot ashes. 

Inspiration for this next pot was from a book on Pueblo and Hopi pottery.  There were some that were very simple minimalist forms / decoration.   

Inspiration for this bowl is Mimbre.  Though the Mimbre never decorated the bottoms of their bowls.  I don't think they put feet on them either.  

Also another "after the Mimbres" bowl, this time it has a 'kill-hole'. 

And a rattle, with a 'base' so that it sounds prettier than a rattle with no extension.  
Plain little small bowl, with 'horseapple' texture on the underside.  

Anyway, if anyone wants to purchase something, please feel free to contact me.  I have to save up money, in case I need to have the hysterectomy and have to be out of work for two months.  

Monday, April 4, 2016

Saturday, March 26, 2016

So dad can't hear.....

I'm awake. Why am I awake? Well, I got woken up by my parents.....

Mom was asking dad if he washed something in hot water. He kept saying that he washed it. She keeps asking "IN HOT WATER?"

Finally he says, "Of course I had water, don't you always have water when you wash something?"

At that point, Mom tells him to go away because he's frustrating her.

I swear, I need to starting writing these misunderstandings of dad's down. There's got to be something comedic here......

Like I heard about how some of the neighborhood boys came and rang the doorbell because their ball was in the yard. According to mom the conversation went something like this.....

Boy "My ball is in your yard."
Dad, "I can't understand you."
Dad, "I can't understand you."

Repeat a few more times with the boy's voice getting progressively louder, (you know how loud kids can get) and Dad still saying he doesn't understand.

Mom said she could hear the boy in her back bedroom. But because she needs assistance to get out of bed, it's not like she could get out of bed, get into the wheelchair and go help.

The boys finally got their ball back. When I got home that night, and heard that story, I told dad that he has to tell folks that he can't hear so good, not "I don't understand."

What's really fun is when he tries to talk on the phone. He'll say that he didn't understand the person. I tell him you have to say that you don't hear them properly. He'll say, "I do hear them, I just don't understand what they're saying. It sounds like they're saying 'blah blah blah blah."

So my dad is like a kid in Charlie Brown world, hearing the adults' voices. LOL


And in this last visit to the eye doctor, now she wants him to go have diabetic testing due to something she saw. (He's been going about every three months for a bit, due to having gotten cataracts removed. She apparently wanted to make sure his eyes healed properly.) She feels it's okay for him to go back to her in a year, for his regular eye check up, but she really wants him to get diabetic testing, and she's forwarding the info to his regular doctor.

I told him that he should have this investigated, because "You're already deaf, last thing we need is for you to go blind as well!"

Raising parents is hard!

Edited to add: When I first posted this, I typed in "dad's deafness issues" in the tags, and for some reason LJ chose "fanfic: numb3rs" as the tag instead of the above. LOL. Perhaps Frank the LJ goat is attempting to tell me that this would make a great fanfic for Don and Charlie dealing with an aging Alan who is losing his hearing?