A formula for you

One adjustable hospital bed plus one skinny human weighing about 120 lbs plus one human weighing somewhere between 95 lbs - 200 lbs (how bout that range?), plus one furry 4-legger weighing 12 lbs, plus one furry 4-legger weighing 16 lbs = one super cozy family bed with 4 relatively snuggly beings happy to be with each other.  That little formula has replayed itself the last several nights with different variations.  Sometimes one fur ball, sometimes two fur balls but always two human beings for at least some point in the evening....I absolutely LOVE to snug up to my skinny hubby. 

The last two nights have been a study in opposites. Extreme opposites.  Saturday night was a GREAT night. Roger slept from 11:30 to 9:30!!!! Holy Hell it was freakin awesome.  Neither of us could believe it!  In stark contrast...last night (sunday night) .  Went to bed at 11:30 ish like always.  Woke at 12:30, at 1:30, at 2:30 and at 4:30.  Holy hell...not in a good way holy hell...but holy hell in a bad way.  He had the phlegm mucus thing going then had to go to the bathroom a couple times.  It was a loooonnnnnggggg night.  Not sure if the day of visitors had any impact or if it was just good ol' freakin Murphys Law at work.  (by the way...um, HATE Murphy...whoever he or she is). 

It was a big day today.  Roger had loads of visitors which was good albeit a smidge exhausting.  Keeps his brain engaged. He sat outside for a majority of the afternoon which means a trip down and up 4 steps in the courtyard.  Then after all the guests left, he decided he wanted a bath.  So, up the 15 stairs (yep, I know EXACTLY how many stairs) and into the bath he went.  With a soft sigh *ahhhhh* he settled into the water for a soak.  He shaved off the beard he was toying with and lathered up with some yummy frufru soap.  A couple hours later we were making our way back down the stairs and him into bed.   Balance of the evening was changing linens on his bed, doing some work, cleaning the kitchen, putting clean dishes away and dirty dishes into the dishwasher and then laying out all the evening stuff and drugs for the night.   Now in the quiet of the evening I'm left to the dueling snores coming from my skinny husband and my slightly (ok, more than slightly) overweight cat. 

Roger's pain today was under decent control.  On a scale of 1-10 with 10 the worse he said he averaged a 3-4.  Spikes upward and downward depending on how much he moved, etc.  He didn't eat a lot but gave it the college try.  1 1/2 eggs and 1 1/2 toast for late breakfast, icecream bites, 1 piece of cheesy garlic toast, buttered popcorn, 1/2 a cookie.  Will work on more food especially protein tomorrow.  Getting harder and harder to get him to consume protein. 

Our silly moments of late include me teasing Roger with a random flash of the bootie or my mammary glands (sorry Dad...I gotta keep my hubby engaged).  Tonight Roger looked at me with a roll of his eyes and said, "what, that's it?? "  You see,  I didn't give a complete show. Gotta leave SOMETHING to the imagination!  His comment was, "you need to give my imagination a break...help a guy out here. " yah yah yah.  Sooooo sorry.  You're STILL going to have to work for it.  NO breaks here. 

My brother Alan is working on a trip to the State Fair for the three of us.  Roger has ALWAYS loved going to the Fair and so have I.  It was an opportunity to eat corn on the cob, pork stuff, beef stuff, and all sorts of food fried that shouldn't be fried.  I didn't think Roger would even consider the idea but when I floated it by him he actually said, you know, that might be a lot of fun. sooooooo, I think we may give it a whirl.  Roger loves to go to the farm tools and wood working area.  me?  I just love corn on the cob...well, corn on the cob...AND Roger. 

The week should prove to be busy.  More family and friend visits all week.  Plus, I'm hoping to get him into the spa (that sounds sooooo sheshe...makes me laugh to say it) to get a massage. Work stuff.  Rental property stuff.  You name it and we're gonna try to do it. 

Gotta go.  I never know when he is going to have a good night sleeping (which means WE have a good/bad night).  Grab the zzzzz's when you can.

love and hugs to all. a & r.