Friday, January 31, 2025
almost back to normal, looks like.
was driving me fairly nuts yesterday.
she still didn't want to eat anything for lunch.
gave her my nuts.
which she usually comes in and has some for a snack, every day.
told her to try to keep having a few, here and there.
so it's easier.
getting into evening, she STILL hadn't gotten up again to go to the bathroom.
hadn't gone since my morning supervisioning.
said it didn't matter much, she goes a little when she coughs.
mm
very steamed
at what the hell it was going to look like, when she finally gets up at, hour fucking eight???
but she went.
and was totally fine.
had a very solid dinner.
holy chicken, that bro brought in.
dessert again.
very well fed.
just like last time.
fine, all last night.
today, still got the supernasty cough.
like myself.
but only here and there.
was up and about, doing stuff this morning.
showered too.
not sure if she's exercising tomorrow.
Thursday, January 30, 2025
she fell again.
middle of the night this time.
so she was on the floor for a couple of hours before i heard her.
she was a little surprised bro with his alleged superhearing didn't pick up the signal, since he's right next door.
she had said she was going to toilet travel with her phone, so she could call if she had problems again.
left them both on the bed.
still no biggie, again.
back hurt a little, but said that was due to being on the floor for so long.
i think she's getting too much into her own head again.
like grandma.
and UNLIKE grandma, she's still in pretty damn good condition.
don't think she should be turning into complete jello because of this thing.
a little more focus, a little bit more effort, thought that would be enough to conquer it.
but what do i know.
she didn't want to eat lunch yesterday.
but ate more than her usual, at the dinner bro brought in.
yet still... veak voman.
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showered and birdsnestwashed this morning.
since i had skipped it on monday.
finally got the fuel.
she had said during the middle of the night fun, that she had a hair appointment today.
wondering if she should cancel.
had gotten bro to come help lift her.
so he was there to offer his tuff juice sage advice.
make it a game-time decisige.
i don't know, maybe he thought i would be sad at not getting the aboutanhour to myself.
but her being sick, not to mention falling all over the place... hey, how about she cancel???
already pretty damn late to do so.
cancellationwise.
bro would probably still tip like jesus.
kind of didn't want her to still have to pay, see if she could get away with it.
so, in case she still wanted to go... tried to get back to looking halfway presentable.
washed my hair too fucking fast, aka
an absolute combing nightmare
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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her up, not too long after.
in spirit anyway.
hadn't been up again, since.
supervised.
she did fine.
says she's canceling the hair appointment.
yeah, she was expecting me to drive her.
doorbell rings.
CARWASH GUY
AGHH AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNN??????
THIRD TIME IN A WEEEKK
she was gone, the first time... and rain had been expected.
came back monday, which i'm pretty sure the rain was over with, but she had sent him away again.
already pretty worn down by bs
so he gets to work.
have to make out the check
i haven't handwritten anything in...
agh not her shittiest pen, but stilllllll
she got back up to sign it.
get that over with.
then stood guard over the bathroom as she got ready.
then supervised her getting her breakfast together.
not all that long after, couldn't believe it was almost noon already.
Wednesday, January 29, 2025
she fell.
yeah, she got it too.
wasn't a big fall at all.
just kind of eased her way down into it.
feeling better.
still swimming in a river of snot.
Monday, January 27, 2025
ugh, sick.
Thursday, January 23, 2025
thurs
plumber day.
he had been waiting out the other stuff to get finished, before he came.
time to clean, clean clean for the fancy guest.
turns out, no.
she did a teeny bit of shaping up herself, the morning of.
didn't asked me to do anything.
i had done more, the previous night, and with my bathroom time.
and my alonetime.
took awhile for bro to return that night, and then he left again.
after buying us sandwiches.
uggghh
i had actually wanted to make things shiny, much more than usual though.
she had bought a bunch of shit for me when she went shopping.
soda even.
the day before that had been a little vexing.
reminded me of fathervexing.
changing the filter on the fridge.
at points it was kind of bad.
her having trouble following.
then wanting to do things to have 100% complete confirmation we were doing it right, when it seemed pretty obvious, despite not having an iron clad proof.
lots of old lady questions.
it wasn't really THAT bad though.
even right afterward, i was able to say that.
but yeah, took about twice as long.
but it wasn't all that long of a deal to begin with.
so i spent abouttwohours gussying up the bathroom.
didn't even notice.
which was the plan.
buuut
kind of hard not to notice, if you're into that kind of thing.
he came.
she regaled him with her tales, of what had kept him away for awhile.
he flipped his lid.
berated her for saying ok to so much with them.
yeah, waaayy too much.
had to ask the day after, for some reason.
turns out, yep.
that had been their plan, going into the day.
i.e. celebrating for eons.
sounded like even going past dinnertime too.
but i didn't ask for clarification.
not like i would've done much with it.
extra housework.
clean out my closet some.
always waiting for a huuuuuge block of time, for that kind of thing.
since she'd be horrified with how bad it is.
not like i would do it then either.
since the enormity is so rare.
did do some that day though.
about half an hour.
probably about as much time as i'd be willing to donate.
was going to double it, in the afternoon, but a couple hours in it was the whole she'll probably be here any second deal.
oh well.
not like i had any big plans.
still kind of nice.
and yeah, the overall nice is just about nicer than what just about anyone else is livin, so
still was pretty damn great.
Tuesday, January 21, 2025
mon 2
felt better of course, after dropping her off.
hey, it's something.
and i had recalled the kickass calculations of getting fucked up fancy.
how fancy is much more powerful than it's cro magnon, cheapo quasi-equivalent
so.
and in the car she did say one OR two...
rager alert
no dropoff headaches.
was totally fine with me not treating the exact street like important classified information.
had even membered the usual place, the corner.
which miffed her a little, in this instance.
since she was late.
realized later, why.
almost another minute she would miss...
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return.
well, this is definitely a little something
should at least be more than aboutanhour???
i would imagine.
on the rare occasion she does go over there...
... usually about THREE?
dare i dream
she did say as she was exiting she had no idea what time she would be ready to come back.
because, of coursssssssse
not too long in, realize......
she is probably having lunch over there, right?
think she might've said something about that...
you know, four months ago.
SHOULDVE ASKED IN THE CARRRRRRRRRrRR DAMMITTTTT
the impression i had gotten was.......
[a] going to watch said event.
[b] celebrate a little like a classy morning hobo
[c] sticking around a little while afterwards, the exact length depending on what walking friend's itinerary for the rest of the day is
lunch sounds more logical?
i mean, starting their celebrating in the morning...
but yeah... i guess that's what they're doing anyway...
as always, there are only possibilities.
maybemaybemaybe
pretty sure i'm almost guaranteed at least more than aboutanhour.
how much more than TWO, though...
that is, the eternal question.
so, yeah.
usualed.
more than once.
mostly the quiet kind.
bro was here.
but he did leave to walk.
more than once even.
aboutfifteenminutes each time, so.
houseworked some even, after the first one.
sweeping my floor.
had been months.
so.
can somehow never remember to, even when i'm just sitting around waiting for her to return.
anything clean-related.
always ends up being the absolute furthest thing from my mind.
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after around 12, start to brace myself for a return.
lightly, but.
probably doing a brunchy type thing?
nope.
the time keeps going on and on.
and on.
bro usually leaves in the afternoon, for a few hours.
didn't.
pump faked me pretty good.
despite his car still being there...
sometimes he either hoofs it somewhere, or goes on one of his eternal walks
neither.
back in about the usual 15 minutes.
that miniwalk didn't cut it as close as one of his earlier morning walks, in the morning.
i was full tilting.
luckily he was taking in an emptied garbage can from the curb, but
suddenly glanced over, towards the window.
had started to really question whether i could be heard at all.
sigh.
definitely not definitive proof either.
think his one around lunch was longer?
maybe.
hey, good stuff
like FIVE of them today?
quite the bounty.
do the backyard watering late.
had totally forgotten about it.
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dinnertime rolls around..............................
and
...still nothing.
i mean, it's not a big deal.
could definitely figure that out.
but not even a courtesy call?
if i HAD asked...
IS THIS HOW LONG SHE WOULD'VE SAID SHE MIGHT POSSIBLY BE???????
good lord
bro went and got food for us.
so no microwavepainnnn
not lard.
mexican.
probably due to her freakout?
almost certain she had a chat with him.
but he was walking again.
lard favorite isn't in walking distance.
didn't even try to do much of anything at all, during that one.
zombified in front of the tv for most of it.
hey, when you've already had six, seven sessions...
plus hours on top of that.
not used to all that standing.
back hurt.
a little.
mostly dead inside.
wondering.
goddamn it was delicious.
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HOURS more.....................................
ok, this is getting fucking ridiculoussssssssssssssssssss
not superlate, but practically her bedtime
how the HELL can i worry??????????????
dropped her off.
the celebration????
two of them there.
i assume only one would suffer from something, if something bad happened.
unless the bottle was poisoned or something.
possible, i suppose.
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS??????????
watch bball with bro, able to reason it away decently.
just a rager, maaaan
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finally calls.
agh, got to go pick her upppp
nope.
says walking friend is going to drive her back.
but also says she's still going to stay a little while longer.
hey, fine by me.
but jesus, wtf
the part of the day i can now do the least amount with, upon finally receiving that kind of clarification.
12
and a half
hours
every day, an adventure.
dull as they may be.
never know where the hell it's going to end up.
oh, i knew what day it was.
the holiday, as well.
but yeah, gotta get up to blend in with all you racist bastards...
thennnn the surprises happen.
walking friend calls.
quite early.
figured she would just be staying here, draped all over the tv today.
since it means so much to her.
already was.
then, bawling on the phone about it.
couldn't hear much...
bbuuuuuuuuut
either we've got emotional emergency cleans incoming...
OR
comes out.
says she'll going to need a ride over there.
going to celebrate together.
ohhhh that's right...
...this was the plan.
had forgotten all about it.
it's not like i got reminders to it or anything.
hatched in... november?
shit, maybe much earlier.
she had bought some orangeywine.
in support of his deal.
reallllll spensive.
had said if he wins...
gonna pop that open and celebrate with her.
annnnnnd nowwwww
here we are.
wasn't terribly enthused.
still had washed the birdsnest today.
almost had given myself a little holiday from it.
walking friend's call had come immediately after.
so, still disgustingly soaked.
was a little space before we had to NOWNOWNOW into the car though.
did my reinherited watering with itttt
get it out of the wayy
comes out after dressing, apologizing profusely.
not for the surprise.
but for having to hurry me up even more.
asks if i can NOWNOWNOW cube it
cause she got lost in the hubbub.
at that point, it was no problem.
she had been very vague about when she would be needing said ride.
but i knew what time it was starting, so.
after watering, was pretty dried up.
shouldn't have to get out of the car anyway...
the actual ride wasn't all that much of an ask either.
a few streets away.
biggest possible concern would be her being traumatized i haven't committed the exactness of it to my long term yet.
only been a handful of times, over the years.
and she did move.
way, way back.
and not far at all from where she used to be.
still know the gist pretty damn well.
not looking for a medal, but it's not like i probably still couldn't find it myself.
just need to ask for a little clarification.
the reason FOR the ride is what bugged the hell out of me.
since they're going to be wining...
she doesn't want to drive home, in that kind of condition.
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
it is just a few goddamn streets
and she always drinks one classy little glass, so
such is the wholesomeness
and of course, do the other side of that math problem...........
guess she won't be staying all that long then
was in quite a mood.
Monday, January 20, 2025
