Just need to talk to my friends (217)

Jerilynn— Your lap naps with a kid and a kitty are a little more exotic than mine ever were. I'm glad she slept well for you.

Ron— I hope you're home and taking it easy. Waiting on the last "t" to be crossed and your wheelchair-ride can seem to drag on.

I did my taxes this afternoon and used it as an excuse for DS to take mom to the dentist. Sending 2 ADHDers off on an errand is always a leap of faith. Last time he took her to the infusion clinic, he found the place but she told him she didn't recognize it. FTR, she's been there weekly at least 9 times at that point. Poor DS sent me a picture of the building and asked if it was the right one.

Today didn't go much better. I explained to him where it was. He drove to the small complex where the dentist has his new office (mom's been there at least 3 times) but mom wasn't sure which of the 3 different dentist's offices hers was. DS asked her what her dentist's name is and she said "Young James". No last name. Backstory: mom's dentist is the son of my DH's first lab partner (Jim) as a new hire. Jim invited DH for holiday dinners when he was new to the area and DH tutored his son (Young James) in his organic chemistry class a couple of times. Evidently mom doesn't know his last name.

HB

Good morning. We had record heat yesterday here (90F) and odds are today will be more of the same. Next week we'll have a few days of below seasonal temps; I'd hoped to meet a friend for lunch al fresco next week, but I think we'll need to reschedule.

Lorita— I hope you and your critters made it safely through the storms last night. You, too, Carl (and anyone else in harm's way)

Ron— I hope you're feeling stronger and sorting out your diet. That said, a nice plate of scrambled eggs is a fine thing for supper.

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Yesterday was supposed to be quiet for me. Tuesday night DS's glasses snapped so we needed to sort that out. They were pretty old and he had donated his old pair to the Lion Club. Our eye doc was booked. I couldn't even get him in to be seen at Costco. We ended up at a Warby Parker which was different. He found a pair he liked, had an exam and we were back on the road in less than 20 minutes. It was reasonably priced as well— he paid about $265 for exam and glasses. They'll mail the new pair within the week. His vision isn't that bad, and he can wear his vintage Ray-Ban aviators for driving if needed until then. This isn't a bad option for a younger person with an uncomplicated prescription. Plus, I found a really cute blue pair for me that exactly match my irises— I might need those or maybe I'll make them a birthday present.

I got the Ulta "Mother's Day" catalog yesterday. It's full of all kinds of interesting (to me) things, but they haven't included prices except on a couple of pages that are headlined "Under $30", etc. So weird.

It's a reminder that I have to sort out something for mom for Mother's Day; I kind of phoned in for her birthday which was a couple days post-op. One thing girl doesn't need is glasses. (FTR, I was going to get the bottom pair for myself, but she poached them and rarely wears them. Grrr) I suspect 2 of these might have been my dad's.

When I asked her why she has so many pairs, she claimed her sister gave them to her. Here sister is constantly trying to pass on her hand-me-downs to mom, but prescription eyewear is a hard no for me. They're 88 and 90 and still have the WW II ration mindset. FTR, she was wearing another pair when I took this.

She sees the pulmo this afternoon. This appointment is a combination of a follow-up for her Nov post-hospitalization follow-up, her March post-hospitalization and her regular checkup. It's the rare trifecta. I still suspect her current breathing issue is more cardiology, but we'll know more after her echo in May.

I need to figure out dinner. I have some lovely short ribs but I'm thinking tomorrow might work better.

Be well-
HB