O.K., it’s Saturday and I’m going to try to be productive. I’m going to clean, work on some of my research work I’m doing for some extra money, order some books on Alzheimer’s for my Mom and maybe cook some soup or something I can drop off at my parents. I feel the need to be impressively productive because Ernie is out helping our friends move and I’m home with the boys. Guilt is such a powerful motivator…..
The other day my mom said to me, “don’t tell me you’ve never looked up Alzheimer’s online”. I asked her what she meant and she said that everytime they have some kind of health issue or diagnosis I always show up with reams of information printed from various online sources. I realized she was right. Now part of the reason I haven’t done that with Alzheimer’s is because I have some general knowledge about it. However going to the conference this week made me realize that I haven’t followed my normal pattern here. My first instinct is always to gather all the information I can. Used to be I’d go to the library but of course now I just obsessively search online for information. I think I have resisted educating myself about Alzheimer’s because I JUST DON’T WANT TO KNOW. I’m better off if I educate myself though and my mother needs it too. So I’m going to try to find some general information for her….and myself. Besides, that gives me a chance to order something online which always makes me happy…..
Can’t believe the temperature dropped forty degrees yesterday. Today it feels like winter. And oh, by the way, we totally wimped out and didn’t go see Junior Brown last night. Now, honestly I feel as though I’ve seen Junior Brown enough times for one lifetime but Ernie had wanted to go and ever since I saw the Vertebrats at their reunion, I’ve been telling myself I must get out and see more music. We were both tired though and couldn’t cope with the 10:00 p.m. start time. Such is our life!! Ernie was also tired from three hours plus of allergy tests. Remember the weird bee sting incident? Well, it was finally time for the testing and it turns out he is allergic to hornets and yellowjackets. So of course he got the little pen thing you can shoot yourself with but he also has to go in for a series of injections to built up immunity to these things. It was all a little intense and unnerving and I think it’s just been a long week. So we did go out for a drink but were home by 9:30 I think. I wonder if we’ll ever stay out late enough for our babysitter to put the boys to bed again? hmmmmm.
