Soon to be June

And lots of transplanting to still do.  Carole's are done, ferns and petunias, mine will be soon.  For years I moved to a 12" pot using ProMix all purpose.  Just grabbed the only bag I found and it's Garden, for in ground.  I had to switch to Miracle Gro and repot all.  Not very knowledgeable about annuals, I didn't want to chance a high nitrogen or whatever and risk more loss.   The clothesline pole was a good way to hang nine ferns using three hooks so I'm getting a few more and will spray paint them black.

Comfort food is sometimes more heartburn than comfort, but good kielbasa is worth it.

 Sis was moved, even though staff and supervisors kept coming in and requesting she stay.  After one day in the new place, the therapy manager understood her restrictions.  Just by two simple adjustments, she was able to accomplish the movement that was unattainable before.  Therapy is therapy, necessary and helpful, but sometimes the therapist makes all the difference.  From the numerous phone calls and questions and offers, we absolutely made the right decision.  She's not as close, but holy crap that place is gorgeous with beautifully landscaped and accessible outdoors, and more importantly, dedicated, accommodating, informative.  

Finally heard from CC, said her kidney/heart issue was a real struggle after the contrast dye and they may not attempt the right leg.  The NAC that is very helpful in preventing the kidney failure from contrast, is not available.  She is not being evaluated for over two weeks, no testing scheduled before, and the necrosis on her left took only 24 days from a few toes to entire front of leg ....  Nothing we can do, but maybe the doctor at this new facility will take over.  Sometimes she is nasty and disgusted, other times her sense of humor returns.  When the team came in a few days ago, they said that she will lose the left's toes.  She looked puzzled, "how"?  A nurse said they will fall off and hit the floor.  Carole's reply was, "I hope I'm not eating a hot dog when that happens".  Well, our hot dog buns were enjoyed by our raccoons that night and the Smith dogs are in the freezer.

So many phone calls, research, ordering, returning, and I continually requested her weight to gauge robe size and was told it hadn't changed.  I guess this new facility knows how to read numbers because she is close to 40 pounds lighter.  I already washed everything, can't return, and had to reorder a smaller size.  I even ordered a few items for myself. Very nice, not real cheap (for a penny pincher like me) and although seeming like excellent quality, not so after washing.  But the muslin throw from Mushie is a big hit.  The adaptive gown over $60 (with express shipping) is missing, as is the pink silky muumuu.  No idea how they disappeared.

Mark made a very large cross for Bud's resting site, and when I saw it unfinished on the dining table I thought we would be fighting vampires.  Big ones.  After these last few months, bring it.  He is still very upset and misses him.

So I hope all is well with you and yours and even some that aren't.  

Most of you will not agree but I am sad that Swamp People is ending this week.  Really.  I enjoy Troy and his family, envy the large gatherings sharing food and laughter after a long sweaty work day.  It has nothing to do with the hunt.  To me, that is real life reality TV.  Not half naked girls claiming their kids come first, with more hair and makeup than I weigh, fighting over an idiot.

Enjoy what's left of May.  

Oh my, that hurt coming out.

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