Friday, February 28, 2014

Rodent Post Mordem

The mice are dead.

They caught three.

Which is a good thing, I realize, but ick.  They caught one in the trap and two died from the poison they put down.

I found all this out when I went to check on GG yesterday.  She had her follow up with the Dr. for the burns. They have decided to continue the nursing support for another 10 days. So that's a good thing.

I was called to go over there because the Home Care wasn't available. GG was quite insistent on the fact that the girl who usually does it probably didn't want to come because of the mice.

To quote my Grandma.  "Utter nonsense. You foolish girl, Mice won't hurt you.  What rubbish!" 

She was a tad annoyed, but to be fair the the girl, there was no proof that the mice were the reason she didn't show up.

GG does actually remind me of the Dowager Countess.  She truly does.  She quick witted with a sharp tongue and just a little bit self indulgent.

So not only was I given the illustrious task of removing her compression stockings, but I also had to tend to her bed sores.  That's love right there.

My devotion to GG continues as tomorrow I am doing her monthly shopping which is a virtual scavenger hunt of geriatric proportions

But I have my own shopping to do, so I'll make it a two-for.  I am taking Zach with me because I fill up a cart with our own families stuff, so he'll push the cart for GG's stuff.  Gg won't come along because she says with the weather being so cold and what not, it's more bother than it's worth.

Plus, it's like Christmas when I come back and have all her stuff and we spent about an hour or so, opening packages and sorting it all away.

But before that, tonight is Bud, Spud and Steak with Beth and Jen  and the after party is at Carole's. Perfect.


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