kam
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I am not sure what just happened.
I do know i noticed my hide a key on my refrigerator. So, I went out to hide it somewhere.
I went to one area of the apartment complex and a lady started talking to me with way too much information for this lyme brain to process.
I was on my feet. Told her I can only process about 3 bits of info and then the brain goes.
The manager was in the halls doing her laundry along with her two boys....est 3 and 6 years old.
They were happy to see Rosie.
The police were down the hall because someone died today per the info from the older boy.
The next thing I recall is I was going in the house.
The boys followed me. The little one informed me the house stinks.
So, I got the idea of taking out the trash.
The little one had my trash can and was down the hall in his PJ's quicker than my mind could process things.
I asked him to come back so we could just take the plastic out of the trash and just carry it to the trash can.
He is in that stage where he is the boss and we need to follow his lead. His older brother told him to go back. He did.
Then they started heading out the door. I told them we needed to let their mom know first.
All of this was moving much faster than my lyme brain was moving.
I also did not have Rosie on a leash, but my brain could not seem to deal with going back to the apartment and getting the leash.
So I chanced it. Sometimes Rosie does out and stays with me...other times she does not.
I keep hoping the more she is allowed to be off leash the more she will stay with me.
I worked a little yesterday with her being off leash and she finally came around.
Ok brain needs a break.
The little one carries the trash down the hall and a water bottle falls out. I tie up the trash.
he carries it to the dumpster. The big one picks up the trash and starts to put it in the dumpster.
The little one wants to do it. The big one complies.Whewph....glad.
Rosie has run across the street to play in a field.
I go with the boys to keep an eye on her. They want to chase her. This is not good. If you chase her she just keeps going.
We waited ..hoping she would come to us.
I do recall we headed home. I recall Rosie being across the canal.
The boys climb down the rocks and try to cross the canal.
The older one does a good job of it.
The younger one just walks in the water with his PJ's and shoes.
The older walks in the water. They both take off their shoes before I have time to tell them now too.
My brain is so slow in processing things.
I tell them they have 5 min and then we need to get them home so they can have dry feet and that their mom will not let them go with me again if they catch cold or get sick.
Their mom shows up about this time. She says she is glad they are going to their dads and thanks me for watching them. Sheesh. I had no control.
Just glad nothing happened.
Especially when they were climbing down the rocks with shoe laces untied.
They actually were good climbers.
The brain is hurting. it is trying to work but isn't doing a very good job of it.
I am in my power chair during our outdoor time.
I tell the kids that if we head to the front door perhaps Rosie will follow us. They head that way.
The mom tells the younger boy she does not want him going in with his PJ's on.
he goes in.
I asked him abotu what his mom said.
he goes out and takes off his PJ's and sees his mom and heads home on the outside of the apartments.
Thsi is the same little guy who had to pee and I did not have the key tot he side door.
he had pulled down his PJ's and pee's in the rocks before I had even realized I did nto have the key to let us back in.
Ok Boys are safely back home wtih mom.
Now, I need to find Rosie and get her back in the house. She is running amock. Luckily it is in the field.
Luckily the police did not write me up for her being off leash as they were in the parking lot now while I was trying to corral Rosie.
Rosie is not up to coming anywhere near me yet. Past experience has taught her I will leash her and the fun is over.
But, I have no leash with me.
I ask a neighbor to watch her as I go get some treats.
She is not very treat motivated, but sometimes it helps...in a controlled situation. This was otu of control.
I decide to go on the other side of the canal where she is. She follows me down the canal and around, we are finally on the same sid eof the canal.
But, I am in the mud...on a dirt road in my power chair.
I am OK going down hill in the power chair.
I even get to the end of the dirt road and am able to get out of the power chair and have Rosie sit, stay, down, stay.
The brain is still limited on what it can do right now.
I get back in teh chair and think that now she knows I have treats with me I think she will follow me.
She kind of does till we get to the hill part of the dirt road.
I get stuck in the mud.
I am thankful my body is working well enough that I can get out of the power chair and push it up the hill.
Rosie runs across the street. I keep an eye on her.
I head towards home hoping she will follow me.
She kind of does. I loose sight of her.
A guy in the parking lots sees her.
She has sight of me.
I head towards home. She follows. I get to teh concrete of the entrance and have mud everywhere.
so, I try using snow to get it off. Taht doesn't work.
So, I remember there is snow on the north side of the building. I run my power chair through it hoping it will get the mud off.
I think I have down the job.
Wrong. I have puddles of mud in the entry way and all the way to my apartment.
I go back with my mop. I get out of the chair as where ever I go with the chair I create more mud.
I feel like one of the 3 stooges. No brains.
Thinking this is the first time I have mopped since I have been here. I have nto even beena ble to mop my owon floor.
Glad the brain and body is working well enought o do this.
I have mud on my shoes
So getting out of the chair is not working.
I finally mop as I back up in the chair.
Not sure how good of a job I did. Not ready to take a look yet.
The carpet down the hall to my apartment has mud too.
Think...when it dries I'll ask for a vacuum and see what I can do about vacuuming it up.
That most likely will not get down. I think I am done for today.
I have puddle of mud ont eh kitchen floor. Get out of power chair and try to mop it up.
The whole time my brain is in cobwebs.
Finally think to take off my muddy shoes so I don't get more mud...duh...that took a while to resolve.
floor is somewhat better but I am too exhausted to see straight or stand up anymore.
Good news is I had skills I usually don't have to try and take care of things.
And no one got hurt and I don't think the boys were in the water long enough to catch cold.
Bad new is my brain is still wondering what just happened.
Why could I manage a classroom of primary grades and 29 men in blue and things were so out of control with a dog and two youngins.
Teh little one wanted to race me up and down teh hall too.
I tried running. That was very funny. That part of the brain is not in gear yet.
I was able to do a lot more than I usually am able to do.
The liitle one was shreking with joy. The mom was shushing the little one. Good thing we went out of doors.
Lyme Brain...it is there but it isn't there.
I think I just used up all that I had that I was hoping to put towards doing some dishes today.
It will be down time for awhile now, then I will try again to do some things around the house after not being able to do things for quite some time now.
Just no control with this condition...I think I entered a 3rd plane in geometry..but can't recall the deminsion. Twilight zone?
I also noticed Rosie had burrs on her coat when we headed in.
She is getting groomed next week but hoping to get those burrs off of her sooner. They really get tangled up in her curly hair....especially when it is long like it is now.
One of these times, my brain will be clear enough I will be able to enjoy the little ones and think faster than they do.
They are good kids. It was kind of fun..if I wasnt' so concerned about not being able to keep them out of harms way if I had to think fast.
Wow. With lyme a trip to the dumpster can be a big event.
Oh I just forgot to tell you. Rosie kept digging in the dirt while she was out. That is when the boys climbed down the rocks and crossed the canal after her.
I can't recall what I said about why Rosie was digging in the dirt.
But, do recall the older boy saying isn't that were grandpa's are..under the dirt.
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kgg
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Thank you, KAM! Your interesting trip to the dumpster helped put a smile on my face. I love the way you write. I could picture the whole scene.
Glad you are back safe and sound.
Best, Karen
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Geneal
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Dear Kam,
No wonder your legs hurt today!
I have 7 dogs. The fence is down.
In my worst Lyme moments, these knuckleheads
Would see another dog across the street.
They would take off running. I had to also.
Seven would kill one for sure.
I jumped fences, fell. Ran across ditches. Fell.
Mind you I couldn't breathe and it was 90 degrees outside.
I tried to corral them and pick up the other dog (chihuahua).
I ended up buying an air horn. I got it at Walmart in the party isle.
They would see the dog. Start running.
I'd hit that air horn.
Now it is very loud and very disturbing,
However, not nearly as disturbing as trying to run down my pack.
They stopped in their tracks.
It works wonders.
After a couple of times, all I had to do was show the horn.
Now, even though I still carry in case of emergencies
I just call and they come running.
Mine are food motivated, but I could have been holding up prime rib
And they were not coming back on their own.
I used to supervise speech therapy students,
Manage a case load of 60 kids and help my husband run his business.
I am not going to look back.
I am going to look forward. What can I do today
That I couldn't do a year ago.....a couple of months ago.
Smaller goals.....more realistic.....easier to reach.
I get a real sense of satisfaction conquering Walmart with
Two children in tow that I have to push along with all of the groceries
Through the store. It wears me out....but I do it now
Without anxiety/panic attacks. That is good.
I always say that as long as my underwear is on under my pants....
I am having a good day.
Don't worry about the mud. It isn't going anywhere.
Take care of you first.
Glad you enjoyed the little boys.
They enjoyed you too. Couldn't you tell?
Hugs,
Geneal
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Wow! That exhausted me!! You need to let that mother know that you CANNOT be responsible for anything that happens when you are "in charge" of her children!
Of course, that won't keep you from being held responsible in the event something happens!!
I hope your next adventure is a little less scary!!
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bettyg
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wow kam; what an adventure, and i enjoyed your writing style too!
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I get up one morning. My husband gets up a couple hours earlier and makes coffee. Bless him. I walk in to the living room where he relaxing, tv, drinking coffee. He asks me,"WHY DID YOU PUT A PIECE OF BUTTERED BREAD IN THE COFFEE MAKERBBASKET??????? "uHHHHHHH," Well I know he didn't do it and the cats didn't do it. I have no memory of putting a piece of french bred, the kind you just rip pieces off of into where the coffee grounds go. Go figure...Duhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh noodle brain
-------------------- Lyme is like the flu. You can get it and recover, but you can always get it again. Posts: 607 | From (deer tick)Heaven! Angeles National Forest | Registered: Oct 2000
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Got out of the Van today left it in Drvie while bringing my wife a cup of DD coffee. Luckily my driveway goes up hill. When I got back in to go back to the store is when I noticed it. Moral to the story, let my wife go get her own coffee.. But it's a trade off. She does my ironing I go to DD for her. Thank the lord I haven't opened a new drive threw for them.
-------------------- Raymond Leave the gun, take the cannolis Posts: 214 | From Rhode Island | Registered: Nov 2007
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kam
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KAM smiling. Don't know why it puts a smile on my face ....just glad I am not alone in this. Posts: 15927 | From Became too sick to work or do household chores in 2001. | Registered: Dec 2002
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