What next?

Well the last few days have been "interesting" to say the least. I'll start with brother Wayne. He was so happy to get home last week after his 8 day stay in hospital...but it was short-lived. The second day home he broke out in hives on face, head and hands. They were somewhat kept in check with doses of Benadryl, but after 24 hours they were worse rather than better, so off to the hospital again. It was decided that he was having an allergic reaction to the meds he was on, so they have been changed. He receives the antibiotics via an IV pump and a PICC line (a Peripherally Inserted Central Catheter). The point of entry is located in his upper arm, and the long slender flexible tubing runs through a peripheral vein to a large chest vein near his heart. This is fairly common for prolonged IV antibiotic treatment. We're hoping that things will now run smoothly with no further complications. He returns to Saint John tomorrow for another "check-in" with his surgeon. We are hoping the Dr. will decide it's time for the other pins to be removed from his foot. He's into the 10th week now, and is getting pretty tired of this whole thing... I think he's got a long road ahead; certainly he's not going to be walking any time soon.

This past weekend I drove DD Laura and her BFF Angela to Halifax so they could attend the Black Eyed Peas concert on the Halifax Commons. They planned to stay in Laura's "new" apartment, and I was anxious to see it for the first time. We were not at all impressed to find that the two young men who are subletting have little knowledge or understanding of kitchen hygiene practises, and the kitchen has become home to thousands of fruit flies. And trust me "thousands" is NOT an exaggeration. Needless to say the girls did not stay there, and after returning with some cider vinegar and saran wrap to set up some traps, and letting the guys know just how unimpressed we were, we left and did not return. Hopefully they will get it under control quickly. We don't want it to lead to further "buggy " problems... The girls stayed with me, and had a blast at the Concert. I made a quick trip to the Valley on Saturday evening to attend a visitation for a friend who had passed away. Driving in through Grand Pre, Wolfville, Greenwich and Kentville just reminded me how beautiful the Valley is at this time of year and how much I miss it. The vegetable stands and markets were overflowing with fresh local produce. Many memories of good times flashed through my mind as I passed University Hall at Acadia. Those were the days.... Ahhh, why can't we stay young forever?
I've picked about 5 quarts of raspberries since getting home last night, and they are all in the freezer now, waiting to become pies! And I'm tired and off to bed. Goodnight!

Peace,
Linda

"Life is a grindstone. Whether it grinds us down or polishes us up depends on us."
~ Thomas L. Holdcroft