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Some Pretty Pictures, But This is Really About My Dad

October 27, 2015 at 9:07 am by Claudia

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I felt it was time for Monty to be center-stage once again.

I mean, look at that face. How could anyone resist?

The painted rock was a gift from the little girl who played Don’s daughter in Our Town. The framed Japanese print was an antiquing find a few years back – we found it in a little shop. The industrial stool was discovered in a local shop not long after we moved in here.

Monty was discovered in a little town on the Hudson way back when we were still renting.

10-27 portulaca

I brought the portulaca in from the funky patio. I’m overwintering it and so far, so good. It just bloomed.

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And it has pretty new growth. Fingers crossed.

I had to share some photos with you, because I usually do.

However, this is what’s really on my mind today. My dad was taken by ambulance to the hospital last night. Meredith called me around 10:30 after the rehab facility called her to tell her the news. He has been on Coumadin, a blood thinner, for a few years now and for some reason, we don’t know the whole story yet, his blood is so thin that horrible bruising has appeared all over his right arm. A cat scan eased one of the doctor’s worries – that there was bleeding on the brain. There isn’t. But there may be bleeding happening elsewhere. When Mer texted me in the middle of the night with an update, the doctor was calling in a hematologist. He’s been admitted to ICU because any sort of accident or fall would be fatal at this point. So they want to keep a close watch on him.

Mer is going to try to get to the bottom of what might be the cause. Did Westchester Gardens (the rehab facility) have the wrong information on dosage? Were they giving too much? We know from our mother’s time there that sometimes the hospital doesn’t send all of the medication information or the information they send is not accurate.

Anyway. I’m very worried. Suddenly, this rehab stay for Dad’s back has turned into something much more and to say we are alarmed is an understatement.

The latest: The coumadin level is much lower this morning, which is good. He might be transferred out of ICU to another room later in the day, but we don’t know for sure.

Happy Tuesday.

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The Moon, Maxfield Parrish & The Good Wife

October 26, 2015 at 8:25 am by Claudia

10-26 moon first try

I don’t know why, but I can never get a good picture of the moon. I’m sure it’s something to do with my settings, and I’ve never made an effort to figure it out. I think I’ll do a little googling today on that subject. But the moon was huge last night, big and fat, and this is a shot of it over the back forty.

As Don said, “It’s never as good as what you’re actually seeing.”

Yep.

Here’s the other try:

10-26 moon second try

Interesting, but…

I needed to get out of the house yesterday so, while Don was running an errand, I stopped at our local Antique Barn. I had the vague idea that I might find some McCoy for $10 or so. I didn’t. There was some McCoy, but nothing I was interested in. I did see something I want very much indeed, but I can’t justify buying it when we’re trying to make ends meet.

10-26 Dinky Bird

A Maxfield Parrish in its original frame. It’s one of his more famous illustrations, Dinky Bird. I suppose I should research that and find out why it’s called Dinky (or Dinkey, depending on who’s talking about it) Bird. I love it. Look at those blues and those golden tinged clouds! It was priced at $79.00, which is actually a very good deal. Maybe no one will buy it and I can save up my pennies. Or maybe it will still be there in time for my birthday next month.

A girl can dream.

I checked on the title – it’s an illustration for a poem by Eugene Field, The Dinkey Bird.

Yes, to all of you who thought you spotted Don on The Good Wife  last night. He was in a scene right at the top with Michael J. Fox. Brief, but fun. And a fancy suit, to boot! I would have alerted you in yesterday’s post, but we didn’t know about it until around 6:30 or 7:00 pm, so I posted the information on Instagram (a good reason to follow my account)!

Not that I often have important late breaking news. And, unlike CNN, I don’t call every little thing “Breaking News.”

Don’t get me started.

It’s a very cold and frosty morning around these parts. In fact, when I saw the frost, which I had not expected, I panicked about the porch plants. But they seem to be okay. Whew!

Dad’s doing well at the Rehab facility. He is known by everyone there. He’s been a patient there before and, of course, he was a daily visitor (sometimes 3 times a day) when my mom was there during her extended stay at the end of her life. So, people keep stopping in to see him and he basks in the attention. He’s still in pain, but is getting physical and occupational therapy.

New post on Just Let Me Finish This Page: The Library Book Due Date Game.

Happy Monday.

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Chatty on a Rainy Sunday

October 25, 2015 at 9:16 am by Claudia

More fall color for you, courtesy of our trees:

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10-25 silver maple

The silver maple.

10-25 shed

10-25 backforty

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It’s raining today, so a lot of these leaves will be on the ground by the end of the day.

I’ll miss them.

10-25 honeybees

•  Do you remember our honeybees?

They lived in our catalpa tree and we co-existed peacefully for years until a couple of years ago, when some aggressive bees infiltrated the community. It became impossible to get within twenty feet or so of the tree without a bee dive-bombing us or the dogs. We sought the help of a beekeeper, but we ended up leaving them alone as it was late fall at the time. It ended up resolving itself as the colony died out during the winter, so we covered all the access holes with screening material.

This year, they reappeared again toward the end of the summer, squeezing in through an opening at the top of the screen. They weren’t aggressive, so we were thrilled they were back. A good sign. But since the first hard freeze, I haven’t seen them. I have to research it, but something tells me that might be normal.

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•  Once again, I’ve been waylaid on my way to reading All The Light We Cannot See  by the arrival at my local library of a book I’ve long been waiting for. I’ve been on the waiting list for this for a few months – long before it was officially released on October 20th. In fact, this is the book I saw in Barnes & Noble when I was in Manhattan on Tuesday. I held off buying it because I knew I was in the queue and thought, given the number of copies of the book in our Inter-library loan system and the number of holds, that I just might get it by the end of the week.

Sure enough, I got an email yesterday and practically flew over to the library to pick it up. I’m happily ensconced in the world of Cormoran Strike as written by Robert Galbraith (J. K. Rowling).

•  I have a link you might be interested in. The New York Times  had a great interview with Terry Gross, longtime host of Fresh Air  on NPR. I think she’s the finest interviewer out there. I started listening to her when I was in grad school in Philadelphia in the early eighties and she was still local. She didn’t go national until a few years later.

I’ve always felt like I was in the secret, you know? Even then, I was gobsmacked by her interviewing skills. Here’s the link.

•  One more link for you today and that’s to an Instagram account. Reader Margaret tipped me off about this one, Megillicutti. Melissa has the most incredible collection of McCoy Pottery – easily 3 times the size of mine and I’m in love with all of it, as well as her decorating style, which is right up my alley. She loves vintage, so much so that she sells at flea markets. She has a great sense of what to buy. She lives in the Chicago area.

I spent part of the afternoon yesterday going back through a lot of her posts. They are eye candy of the best kind; real, lived-in, not trendy (thank god) and beautiful. She’s got a lot of followers and it’s easy to understand why.

Happy Sunday.

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