Work Day

Today is supposed to be a work day here. Rick and his boys are comming down from Washington, Shelley and Eric are comming over, and Paul is supposed to be home for a couple days. Wouldn't you know it, it is raining. There is so much that needs to be done. The house and yard have both been neglected since my accident. The weeds are shoulder high in some areas and my floors have seen better days. I hope some of this will be corrected despite the weather. There is no way we can make any inroads without help.

Amy has offered topay for a housekeeper a few hours a week for about a month. This will really help, but having the house in order to start with will be a real bonus. She won't need to start out in the negetive.

Richard did manage to do a bit of shopping yesterday. He went to Winco and used an electric cart to shop, then used his wheelchair to bring the groceries into the house via the ramp. This really wiped him out. It seems like even simple activities take a real toll on either of us. I can use a walker (with a seat) to get myself to the bathroom. But it is exhausting. My blood pressure seems to jump a good 10 points and takes a good half hour to drop back to normal. This has been documented by the home health aid on several occaions. Getting well is really hard work.