Elder Care...

8/15/12
Just talked with Granny, after having the police go check on her.  We'd been trying to reach her for hours, but getting no answer on the cell phone (it was turned off for church) and right to voice mail on the house phone. Apparently the house phone was slightly off the hook on one extension.  A "very nice young policeman" helped her find the problem and now she's back in business.  With her recent health issues, and this being her first day on her own, not being able to reach her was getting worrisome!  We need to set up a rotation for checking in with her twice a day, and for someone to go to Austin each weekend.  With three of her five kids just 90 minutes away, we oughta be able to take one weekend day every three weeks to go down there.  That would also keep the refrigerator situation under control!

Speaking of the fridge...  I put out the garbage this morning, but couldn't fit all Granny's bags (two more, for a total of 4 bags in two weeks!) into the can, so left one in the garage.  Big mistake.  While taking Fred to pick up the truck (another $411 tab...), Henry and Molly went to town on all that bad meat (mostly breaded chicken and very old steaks).  When I opened the garage once I got home, and saw all the pieces of plastic bags and meat trays, I just groaned.  All I'd need would be two poisoned dogs!  So they both got about 60cc of hydrogen peroxide and spent the next 20 minutes vomiting all their stomach contents.  Henry was the worst and he wandered all over the driveway and ditch, leaving piles of chewed up chicken and plastic mixed with copious amounts of H2O2 and saliva.  It was so lovely to clean up...revolting!  They're both pretty subdued right now.  God, what an experience.  Took another 45 minutes to clean out the mess in the garage - meat juices smeared all over the floor, bits of other luckily unidentifiable stuff scattered about, and that godawful smell of rotting garbage.  The flies were having a field day :(   Finally got it cleaned up, closed the garage, and fogged with Raid.  Ick, ick, ick!

Long boring days just don't seem to be in the cards for me...