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Uncle Flo (imported) wrote: Tue Apr 22, 2008 11:48 pm Ran into a door-yeh, right. You were drunk and got into another fight. Admit it, we all know how belligerent you get. --FLO--

Me, let alcohol pass between my virginal lips? Never. I'm as innocent as that red nun is.

I just returned from LensCrafters who fixed my glasses at no charge:) and now I'm off for a little 2.5 round trip stretch of the legs to

MacTheWolf (imported) wrote: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:17 am Green Shack Liquor Store where I

'll pay four utility bills:

City water department - 57.45

Verizon 98.63

Edison 63.36

Gas Company 202.52

Technically, I owe another $150 to the nursing home but I figure screw them this month as I have to pay for a visit to the vet for my sick cat, buy pet food food to last till May 1 and a blender since all of mom's food has to be puried before it is fed into the stomach tube. I did however already pay $110 for my cable TV and internet and $146 towards my property taxes.

I feel pleased with myself.

When I return from paying my utility bills I might even drink a few beers, have a fight with the stuffed sheep the guys sent me and get beligerent with it.

WEDNESDAY'S "can" be interesting.

I took the bus out to mom's nursing home and hugged mom for a while. Suddenly the nurses ran in telling me mom had pulled her feeding tube out again. They wheeled mom out of there and took her back to Saint Bernadine's hospital.

After mom left, a nurse gave the basics of using the feeding tube. I had thought I was going to be cooking mom's dinner at home then inserting it all into a blender and spin it till it turned all liquid. Nope.

It seems she'll get a brownish formula than I give her 6 ounces of per meal or 6 something. Theoritically, I'll get a pump that will assist me.

I came back home, went shopping for essentials at the grocery and now I'm home for the day.

Life is never boring - heh heh

Thursday was good this week

My friend, Fred from Yucaipa, came by picked me and my cat up and took us to the vet. The vet recommended $150 worth of bloodwork and x-rays at a different vet service as she was not available.

After I explained to my delicate monetary balancing act, she proscribed extra calicum for the cat as my kitty's lower jaw was almost non existant plus she was dehydrated and skinny. So I have to temporary meds to give my cat. The vet also said I might try switching from cat food to baby food.

Bill came to $57 and my friend paid it without hesitation. He even offered to buy me lunch but I declined. The cat treatment was more than enough and KIND of him.

Vet also recommended I shampoo the cat vigorously to kill her smell, undo some of the matted hair and especially wash her behind. UGG I hate washing backsides - lol I look forward to a better smelling cat.

The cat might not live much longer but she'll enjoy life to the end with food, milk, water as I am at her beckon call.

Unfortunately, I left the cat meds in my friends cat carrier. I just emailed him to say, "by the way Fred, are the meds still in your cat carrier?"

I arranged the only transportation possible for mom through a private carrier who will pick mom up and bring her home Saturday afternoon for a whopping $67.00. I have the money but it does seem a bit outrageous price wise to lil ole me.

On the Plus Side, my friend Fred brought me over the meds for the cat

ON the Minus Side, tomorrow is going to be fun, fun, fun.

I catch an 8:00am bus to go to mom's nursing home to give their business office copies of mom's Social Security card and Blue Cross insurance card.

Then I rush out the door, catch a bus home, and walk quickly up to my tobacconist to get my tobacco fix, Then I walk home: a five mile little jaunt.

Hopefully I get home before 12:30 - 1:00pm. Mom is being picked up by special $67 transportation I arranged and will be delivered to my house, hopefully with her feeding formula.

Then it's back to me, mom, a sickly kitty (Cabbot) and my loyal german shepherd, Rocky.

Winning a small lottery would help about now. Nothing huge, just about $35,000 to cover a traffic ticket, monies owed to two nursing homes, plumbers fees to fix 5 leaks, one electrical fixture replaced in my den, new carpeting for the house, painting the inside of the house, a few backups of office supplies, extra tobacco to lessen my two hour absenses from mom, money in a high interest account to cover me when mom passes away, money to bury mom and a car so I can better locate employment

WEIRD. A nurse from mom's nursing home just called saying they REFUSE to release mom tomorrow as it is against doctor's orders. They also said mom's doctor said she wasn't ready to be discharged yet because I needed more feeding training. The new release date is for May 1. I have to go there Monday to get more tube feeding training.

If May 1 comes, her doctor "might" still refuse to allow mom to go home which means I will began owing another large debt to a nursing home. FRACK.

Well, it looks as though tomorrow won't be a bad day afterall.

The financial office said if mom stays past the first of May, I'll owe $110 a day. If I take her out against medical advice after May 1 and before the doctor gives her ok, they will call both the police and Adult Protective Services on me. Not wanting that, I guess I might owe a new debt as I'll have to let her stay as long as they want to keep her.

ERGO...my choices seem to be (1) police and APS on one side or (2) another big debt owed on the other. Does that sound anything like Catch 22? Damned if you do and damned if you don't. Unless, of course, the doctor will release her on May 1.

I wonder if that $35,000 lottery will cover more attorney fees

See, life is NEVER boring at the MacWolf household.

I went to mom's nursing home today and learned more about tube feeding. I was called into the Head Nurse's office afterwards where I was told good, bad or middle-of-the-road news.

Mom will most likely NOT get to go home on May 1. In fact, she may be there another 3-4 months. On the plus side, my share of her extra costs would only be $560 a month. Not really acceptable unless I gave up luxury items like Coke, tobacco and my food. HOWEVER, they said if I brought all the utility bills with mom's name on them tomorrow, my share of cost could be reduced to zero for as long as mom is there

Looks like I'll spend part of the day looking up old utility bills.

That really sounds very good for you wolfie.

You maybe getting a break in life for a change.

Wish you all the luck in finding all the bills and that they meet the requirements.

My non-EA buddy Jay and my chat room fellow ops, Wetherman, both gave me something to worry about tonight.

They said THAT nursing home "might" be trying to get mom's Retirement money and her Social Security check. They warned me not to sign anything and especially not to give them mom's checking account number. They will NOT get mom's checking account number from me.

If they try that, I'll either notify mom's lawyer and my lawyer for help and or I will take mom out Against Medical Advice asap.

I do not wish to bring your mood down but what they will probably do is to put a lien against the house. Information I have from someone in the business of Elder Care says that this is almost an automatic action. --FLO--

It may be too late now (and of course I am not a lawyer, and this is not legal advice) but I seem to remember when my dad's mother started going downhill, she signed her house over to him to prevent a lien being placed against it for just that reason. I think he was told that the house had to be in his name for 2 years before it would be protected against seizure.

jane_says (imported) wrote: Wed Apr 30, 2008 2:45 am It may be too late now (and of course I am not a lawyer, and this is not legal advice) but I seem to remember when my dad's mother started going downhill, she signed her house over to him to prevent a lien being placed against it for just that reason. I think he was told that the house had to be in his name for 2 years before it would be protected against seizure.

Unfortunately, my mom has dementia and cannot legally sign anything over to anybody.

I just returned from the nursing home and gave them a copy of mom's utility bills and her property tax payment. Now I will cross my fingers and hope for the best.

Oh yeah, AMR Ambulance company just sent me a bill for $1,610 for two of mom's trips to the ER.

Yeah, that's what I meant when I said I thought it might be too late for that.

Sorry again Wolfie, for all you're going through. I hate it about the new unexpected bill too -- but blood, turnip, etc., right? Tell 'em to get in line!

Something sad happened today but it wasn't unexpected and it will save me money. My 11 year old cat, Cabbot, died today. An hour ago it was looking at me meowing and just a few minutes ago I found it on the couch, eyes wide open, mouth wide open, legs stretched out and stiff as if rigamortis was already setting in.

Cabbot was a great cat for those years though all it ready did was purr, eat, shit and sleep. I miss it already. It had been meowing constantly for days even after I fed it, bathed it, gave it water and milk. Maybe it was in pain or telling me in its words that it was dying.

I won't replace it with a new cat. It'll just be me and Rocky, my german shepherd.

River was right when he said, "dogs have masters, cats have staff."

I really feel very sorry in your very great loss. I know what Cabbot meant to you. I saw your love for Cabbot when we visited you. Words can not really empress how on feels with the loss of a love one. Yes Cats and Dogs are perhaps some of the closest family members we can ever have.

"All it

MacTheWolf (imported) wrote: Wed Apr 30, 2008 6:42 am did was purr, eat, shit and sleep

". Sounds like the ideal house cat to me. --FLO--

Damn, Wolfie, I am so sorry about Cabbot. I know how you love your critters.

Week before last we lost our Ladybird, a 3-year-old Jack Russell. I came home from work, started unloading the dishwasher and heard her and my boxer, Boscar, barking on the back porch (we have a fenced yard; they are not allowed to roam). I yelled out the door for them to quiet down, and told them I'd bring them a snack when I was done in the kitchen. I started out the back door, and she was already gone when I got there. It hadn't been 5 minutes. She wasn't a good dog (she was a barker, and a digger, and an escape artist, and a house pooper -- that's why she wasn't in the house anymore), but she was a sweet dog, and we loved her.

So think of the Rainbow Bridge, and all that smarmy crap -- maybe Cabbot and Ladybird can hang out.

I am fortunate enough to have had the opportunity to meet dear Cabbot... A very sweet kitty indeed. Wolfie, hunny I am so sorry.. *Big Hug*

My cat Georgia lived with my former wife and me for sixteen years. I adored her (both of them, come to think of it). Georgia (and my former wife as well) was (were) a () great companion(s).

Georgia developed a tumor that destroyed part of her brain stem. The symptons developed over a day or less. We had her put down because she lost 75 percent of her neurological functioning in less than a day. She lost sight and hearing at the same time. We got to hold her a last time before our vet put her down.

I am sorry you lost your cat.

I miss having a pet so I can imagine how hard it is to lose one. I am glad you still have Rocky.

jane_says (imported) wrote: Wed Apr 30, 2008 8:57 am -- maybe Cabbot and Ladybird can hang out.

Hmmmm Cabbot in the catbird seat She'd like that. Her favorite activity for years was watching birds through the living room window.

I was lucky today. The homeless guy I've been giving aluminum cans to the past several months came by today and trimmed the bushes away from the gas meter, electric meter and my kitchen window.

I gave him all I had in my wallet, $4.00 and a beer.

Tomorrow, he's coming back to mow my lawn with my weed-eater.

Someone from mom's nursing home called saying "can you bring your mother some dresses?" I'll take them Friday.

Tomorrow I look in the yellow pages for a plumber who gives "free estimates" who will fix my leaking toilet. I have two leaky faucets but can use an old tie to put pressure on one of them stopping the leak. The toilet is the biggest PITA.

Life doesn't seem fair sometimes.

Since I joined the Eunuch Archive long ago, we have lost three Dear Friends: Bboy, Luvpain and now Christina.

All three were Guiding Lights who opened up a new world for us to experience, each in our own way. They were friendly, youthful and helped us with their experience and their hearts.

Bboy talked me into becoming a chat room moderator and was always a joy to talk to. Strangely, he even laughed at my jokes

Luvpain shared with us his pain, desires, moods and his affection. He and I became very close a year or so before his death. I sent him my bad jokes in private and he laughed if only to make me feel good.

Christina was my friend, my sister and a woman I talked to everynight we were together in chat. We mostly talked in private and agreed on almost everything. Christina was great at telling jokes as bad as mine.

All three were beloved and all three will be missed and thought of forever.

My greatest regret is that I never was able to meet any of them in person

When my time comes to leave this earth, I plan to join them and bring along the greatest collection of corny jokes I can find. That's assuming I'll be heading upstairs with them and not downstairs with most of Washington D.C.

Well, I'll be damned. I knew Christina was sick, but I didn't know it had progressed so far. I will have a glass (or bottle) of wine in her memory this weekend.

RIP, Christina.

MacTheWolf (imported) wrote: Fri May 02, 2008 7:22 am Life doesn't seem fair sometimes.

Since I joined the Eunuch Archive long ago, we have lost three Dear Friends: Bboy, Luvpain and now Christina.

All three were Guiding Lights who opened up a new world for us to experience, each in our own way. They were friendly, youthful and helped us with their experience and their hearts.

Bboy talked me into becoming a chat room moderator and was always a joy to talk to. Strangely, he even laughed at my jokes

Luvpain shared with us his pain, desires, moods and his affection. He and I became very close a year or so before his death. I sent him my bad jokes in private and he laughed if only to make me feel good.

Christina was my friend, my sister and a woman I talked to everynight we were together in chat. We mostly talked in private and agreed on almost everything. Christina was great at telling jokes as bad as mine.

All three were beloved and all three will be missed and thought of forever.

My greatest regret is that I never was able to meet any of them in person

When my time comes to leave this earth, I plan to join them and bring along the greatest collection of corny jokes I can find. That's assuming I'll be heading upstairs with them and not downstairs with most of Washington D.C.

I did not know that we lost Christina! I enjoyed her posts. What happened?

The plumber I called days ago finally showed up. He says to stop the leak would require a $90 part and $33 in labor. He'll return tomorrow from 9:00am to Noon to do the job. It will be nice to have a dry bathroom and den floor again.

DAMN, instead of studying history, I should have been a plumber. I might have been able to yank out Kristoff's garden hose... at the peril of my life