Video: How the pandemic is reshaping homelessness [Click]Escalating homelessness in Chicago forced city officials to act boldly to mitigate the spread of Covid-19. Hotel 166, located in one of the city's 'fanciest shopping districts', was then morphed into a homeless shelter.
Stacey Abrams tweets that 57,429 Georgians who already cast a ballot in the January 5th Senate runoffs did not vote at all in the presidential election. And “half or more” are people of color.
There are not words bad enough for those soulless subhumans. Their constituents must be unemployed. Their constituents must be facing eviction. Their constituents must be starving. And I'd be willing to make a fairly substantial wager each and every man jack of 'em calls himself a Christian. May each and every one of them be out of a job and homeless in the very near future! Not that even such an experience would humanize such monsters.
Last night and much of today were bad. That is, Mom was practically catatonic. She did rouse a little in the morning to speak to Jessalee and cooperate a little in getting cleaned up. But the effort must have been tiring, because she zonked out for several hours. Couldn't even talk to the nurse when she came around 12:30.
But then about 2:00 she woke up. Still weak but much more like herself. She was able to ask for water and to chit chat a little. In fact, she was able to formulate and express clearly a rather complicated idea. She thought for a while and then said, clear as a bell, and I quote: "Daddy is in the kitchen cupboard eating all the cookies."
We wrangled about this mildly for a moment, but in the end there was nothing for it but that I go in the kitchen and look. As it turned out, Dad was down cellar. Undeterred, Mom tried a different tack: "He took all the cookies down to the basement..." the implication being, to eat them there. I disputed this hypothesis and shortly she gave up in disgust. Naturally, all that hard thinking and hard work to speak clearly was very tiring. She was able to talk a bit with Sis after this discussion, but she soon said she needed to rest. When I left, she was lying down with her eyes closed and her hand on her kitty, listening to Christmas music. She had been able to say hi to Kitty when Kitty got up on the bed, and sound quite alert and interested. She had maybe half an hour to forty-five minutes of being alert and together. After, what has it been, something like three days of scary stillness, it seemed pretty wonderful. Her rest now somehow seems more natural.
The nurse did say it was certainly possible she had another stroke. She also said ups and downs are not unusual. I donno. She really didn't say anything all that comforting, and yet it was a comfort to have her there. She's gonna stop by tomorrow and Saturday as well. She seemed as concerned about us as about Mom. I guess it's just nice not to be alone to cope with what's happening. She told us again not to hesitate to call the office at any time, and that's reassuring too.
Fog lifted today, but the sky is overcast and it is cold (by our standards). Tree pruning put off for another day.
It looks like I will have my first videoconference deposition from home in a couple of weeks. I have had videoconference depositions before, but in dedicated teleconference facilities.
Wil's home. And he's alive. That's the big picture.
Never mind that his nurse never called me (as promised) to say when he was being discharged. First I heard of it was when Wil texted me to say that they'd brought him down to the lobby in a wheelchair and he was sitting in a chair there...! It's a half hour drive, so it's a good thing I was already enroute. But all I could think of was he was sitting there in Covid Central! Fortunately, it was warm here (50s!) and he thought to go sit on a bench out front to be in the fresh air (masked, of course).
But...sheesh!!!
So we stopped at our pharmacy to pick up his several prescriptions, but they hadn't received the order yet. Called the hospital and they said it had been sent. Everyone thought it was in the fax machine lag. Said check back in a half hour! So that meant I would need to leave Wil home alone to go back for it. ARGH!! Called 2 hours later and still no order. Called the hospital again and turns out they'd sent the order to the hospital pharmacy instead of ours!!! And ours was soon to close and be closed tomorrow...!! Managed to get it all in the nick of time. And Wil survived my absence.
But MAAANNNNNNN!!!
Big picture: Wil's alive. Wil's home. It's Christmas. A very precious Christmas indeed.
Sorry for all the hassle, Listener. But that's Situation Normal, All Fowled Up. The important point is that Will's home and safe. Something of a Christmas miracle.
Merry Christmas, one and all!! So good to be back!
ReplyDeleteWelcome back, Puddle. We've missed you. How are you doing?
DeleteGood to have you back, puddle!
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ReplyDeleteWil’s numbers look great today and they say he can come home.
ReplyDeleteJust waiting and waiting for the discharge order.
Nurses are quick.
Doctors are s l o w.
Though, as my dear friend Kim said,
we’ve had “A visit from the ghost of Christmas-Just-in-Time.”
Happy Christmas!! 🎄
CHEERS!
DeleteWhat Kim says. Have a great Christmas.
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ReplyDeleteStacey Abrams tweets that 57,429 Georgians who already cast a ballot in the January 5th Senate runoffs did not vote at all in the presidential election.
And “half or more” are people of color.
House Republicans Block Boosting Stimulus Payments by “Unanimous Consent” [Click]
ReplyDeleteThere are not words bad enough for those soulless subhumans. Their constituents must be unemployed. Their constituents must be facing eviction. Their constituents must be starving. And I'd be willing to make a fairly substantial wager each and every man jack of 'em calls himself a Christian. May each and every one of them be out of a job and homeless in the very near future! Not that even such an experience would humanize such monsters.
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DeleteMillions of Families Hungry, On the Brink of Eviction [Click]
OHIO; COVID cases 653,650 and 8,456 deaths.
ReplyDeleteThere will be no report tomorrow because Christmas.
Rain plus snowmelt has water over bridge. Not by much, but mebbe enough to keep UPS from bringing my Xmas order.
ReplyDeleteAwh, drat! I'm sorry about that, Puddle.
DeleteLast night and much of today were bad. That is, Mom was practically catatonic. She did rouse a little in the morning to speak to Jessalee and cooperate a little in getting cleaned up. But the effort must have been tiring, because she zonked out for several hours. Couldn't even talk to the nurse when she came around 12:30.
ReplyDeleteBut then about 2:00 she woke up. Still weak but much more like herself. She was able to ask for water and to chit chat a little. In fact, she was able to formulate and express clearly a rather complicated idea. She thought for a while and then said, clear as a bell, and I quote: "Daddy is in the kitchen cupboard eating all the cookies."
We wrangled about this mildly for a moment, but in the end there was nothing for it but that I go in the kitchen and look. As it turned out, Dad was down cellar. Undeterred, Mom tried a different tack: "He took all the cookies down to the basement..." the implication being, to eat them there. I disputed this hypothesis and shortly she gave up in disgust. Naturally, all that hard thinking and hard work to speak clearly was very tiring. She was able to talk a bit with Sis after this discussion, but she soon said she needed to rest. When I left, she was lying down with her eyes closed and her hand on her kitty, listening to Christmas music. She had been able to say hi to Kitty when Kitty got up on the bed, and sound quite alert and interested. She had maybe half an hour to forty-five minutes of being alert and together. After, what has it been, something like three days of scary stillness, it seemed pretty wonderful. Her rest now somehow seems more natural.
The nurse did say it was certainly possible she had another stroke. She also said ups and downs are not unusual. I donno. She really didn't say anything all that comforting, and yet it was a comfort to have her there. She's gonna stop by tomorrow and Saturday as well. She seemed as concerned about us as about Mom. I guess it's just nice not to be alone to cope with what's happening. She told us again not to hesitate to call the office at any time, and that's reassuring too.
Glad to hear the nurse is coming. Hope things get better.
DeleteWhat Bill said.
DeleteSoak up the good moments. Those are precious pearls for your memory cache. My heart is with you for the hard moments. Prayers ensuing.
DeleteChaos averted: UK and EU reach post-Brexit trade deal.
ReplyDeleteCovid-19 Latest Updates: Southern States Are Facing an Explosion of Virus Cases [Click]
ReplyDeleteFog lifted today, but the sky is overcast and it is cold (by our standards). Tree pruning put off for another day.
ReplyDeleteIt looks like I will have my first videoconference deposition from home in a couple of weeks. I have had videoconference depositions before, but in dedicated teleconference facilities.
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ReplyDeleteRumors of a ‘murder hornet’ apocalypse may have been exaggerated. “The combination of half-listening and overdramatization of the facts by the media creates an anxiety-driven stew,” Ridge says.
ReplyDeleteWell it was "delivered"--not here, but the driver claims somewhere, so will assume post office until I here otherwise.
ReplyDeleteGood thing Christmas lasts 12 days, eh?
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ReplyDeleteGood!
ReplyDeleteIf the post office is nearby. . .
DeleteWil's home. And he's alive. That's the big picture.
ReplyDeleteNever mind that his nurse never called me (as promised) to say when he was being discharged. First I heard of it was when Wil texted me to say that they'd brought him down to the lobby in a wheelchair and he was sitting in a chair there...! It's a half hour drive, so it's a good thing I was already enroute. But all I could think of was he was sitting there in Covid Central! Fortunately, it was warm here (50s!) and he thought to go sit on a bench out front to be in the fresh air (masked, of course).
But...sheesh!!!
So we stopped at our pharmacy to pick up his several prescriptions, but they hadn't received the order yet. Called the hospital and they said it had been sent. Everyone thought it was in the fax machine lag. Said check back in a half hour! So that meant I would need to leave Wil home alone to go back for it. ARGH!! Called 2 hours later and still no order. Called the hospital again and turns out they'd sent the order to the hospital pharmacy instead of ours!!! And ours was soon to close and be closed tomorrow...!! Managed to get it all in the nick of time. And Wil survived my absence.
But MAAANNNNNNN!!!
Big picture: Wil's alive. Wil's home. It's Christmas. A very precious Christmas indeed.
All's well that ends well.
DeleteSheesh! But Alan's right.
DeleteSorry for all the hassle, Listener. But that's Situation Normal, All Fowled Up. The important point is that Will's home and safe. Something of a Christmas miracle.
DeleteI feel just like Mary on the front page.
ReplyDeleteEach of you have an extra slice of fruitcake.
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ReplyDeleteYeah, well. He's a rabid dog, very frightening in a certain sense, yet totally inconsequential.
DeleteJeepers! I'll stop whining about my package not arriving. So glad for you. GLAD GLAD GLAD!!!
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