The warmer temperatures have finally arrived and I’ll only be burning the stove at night. So I brought in a lot of wood first thing on Wednesday morning in hopes I won’t have to do it again for a long while.
My intern was here on Wednesday and the first thing we did was catch birds. They were moving to her house for the duration.
Her dad had built a Taj Mahal for the flock and had it finished enough so they could move. I hope to get photos from him soon. It’s a really cool design!
So there were no more chicken noises to hear as we worked outside on Wednesday, no action and birds being silly. The pen and coop are deserted.
Our main job was to finish the yard fence repair she and I had started back in the summer. The next to the last post that had been leaning for years had finally given way, and the last post had been missing since the summer of 2019.
We put the shepherd’s hook back up on the end post where it belonged. I will be able to hang my kissing ball on it this year.
One last part of the wood moving project that I wanted to finish was collecting all the scraps of wood left behind once the big wood had been moved. I’d never had many of this type before, and I found them excellent for starting fires. So we picked up all that was out there and put them in a crate near the stove to dry out.
The rest of the day was air traffic control, with Tony finishing up for the day, a friend arriving to get a couple bales of mulch, another friend arriving to try to get the IPad to work, and the phone started ringing off the hook from the hospital and various other people. In the 10 minutes I actually left the house to put the bales in her car, I missed an important call from the hospital.
My friend never did get the IPad working and will try again on Friday. The cabinet contractor called to confirm Saturday. Several people called asking after my husband. And I had a long conversation with the nurse practitioner at the hospital.
It seems the meds he’s on started to slow his breathing way down and someone had to supervise him constantly most of the day until some of the meds leave his system. His radiation was cancelled for the day due to him not being able to be supervised during that time.
He’s had a bad problem from Day 1 with hospital related delirium brought on by the meds, lack of sleep, pain, being in the hospital too long, and a host of other things. This has caused no end of confusion and misery both to him and me, as he would often get things mixed up or not understand what they were telling him, or not remember it.
Finally, after hammering at them for 3½ weeks, I am to be included in the discussions each morning, or if I miss them due to chaos here, updated each afternoon around 2PM.
They’ve increased the places to be radiated to include his upper back. The radiation at this point is simply to reduce pain. The biopsy report still has not come back.
The way things operate down there at the hospital seem to be every bit as chaotic as what I’m dealing with out here on the farm. But the scary part is, no one will die here…
So after fielding 14 calls in the hour I was trying to eat my supper, I finally got to bed late. Another long day over…