There is so much I want to do. I really want to get back to videos, that will become my main passion while Ali and Randy do other content. But just as Ron started working on a camera setup to make the camera adjustable but straight on, we had a circuit breaker problem and wires burning in our wall. As always in our home it is one crisis after the other. Ron calls it management by crisis.
Ron was born in 1955. He will be 70 years old next year. I will be 62. Today he told me he feels it. Yesterday he had to take apart our very large king size storage bed because the thing is only rated for 300 pounds and the Purple mattress Ron wanted weighs that itself. Add two adults … So he added supports to it when we first got it. But it was not enough. I won’t apologize for us being active in bed at our age and Ron often says when I am having bad memories or times I thrash and struggle in bed. So the thin plank boards they sent with it were all warped and the supports had all been twisted or feel off.
Ron had to take the 300 pound mattress off the bed and lay strips of plywood he had left over from projects plus add new 2X4 leg supports below each brace that runs longways. No he refused to let me help at anything except to get him batteries from the Pink Palace for his drills. I begged him to let me help but he was not having it. He says the next time he buys plywood for a house project he is going to get a sheet for the bed and never have to worry about this again.
The bed is more flat and better than it has been for a long time. It did not really bother me as I am much lighter than Ron by 40 or 50 pounds but his side was so destroyed he couldn’t turn over in bed. Don’t tell him I told you this. We both mentioned how softer the bed had gotten but what we did not realize was that was because the entire support system for the mattress had collapsed.
Scary turn. Ron went out this morning after our walk to do the grocery shopping. I started to do the dishes. I got a call from Ron. He was very upset. He said I am coming home, I have to, I can’t do it. I was shocked he was very foggy this morning but that is normal for him. But he went to one store and simply did not go in and went to the store next door and found he did not have the strength to get out of the car. That is when he called me. I asked him if he needed me to come for him but he said no. He came home and went for a nap. Then he wanted to start projects but I only let him put up a small clip for my canes then I insisted he sit for the rest of the day and do fun stuff. Just as he tells me. Yesterday he had to stand split on the supports and lift his one leg that doesn’t respond well over the supports to fix the bed. He laughs that he got his stretching excessing in, but the truth is he way over did. My he man always taking care of Scottie hates to admit he needs care now also.
On the videos that is where I want to go with my content on the blog. Ali and Randy have the content they like to post. I could have knocked this written post out in 5 minutes and it has taken me 45 minutes to write out and correct. But every time Ron gets to fixing the camera and background issues we have a crisis. He has a list of things he wants to repair in the Pink Palace but other crisis come and he has to deal with them. Please hang on we will eventually get it all worked out, like five years from now … but we have a plan.
One last thing to bring people up to date. Kamyk’s O2 returned to a more normal range this morning. Over the night (when he called me) his O2 and blood pressure had dropped dangerously low, but like I said the ICU is the place he needed to be. They gave him IV drugs to help both and he is sating at 93 to 96 which is great. Side note if everyone took their O2 levels they would be surprised by the results. One thing you do not want is 100% as that is a bad sign that the lungs are not exchanging co2. So his readings are great. Love everyone, hope you understand why I am not on the blog more. I am either with Ron, doing housework, or with the family of my friend. I just need to find a way to add 20 more hours to each day. Oh speaking of that, my wonderful friend / brother Randy who works normally 60 hours a week or more, took a panicked phone call from me at like 10 PM. He not only was wonderful but got me to laugh and see a side of the world I had forgotten existed. He is so grand words don’t do justice. Hugs.