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TundraVole of Shadow
Oct. 25th, 2018 09:27 pmLast night was not very restful. I got up twice to bring the Sparrowhawk pills. The first time we both woke up, he wanted to know what time it was, because he was hurting and wondered if it was time for another dose. We were both boggled, and sadly disappointed, to see that it was only 11:30. Ha ha. That's what happens when you go to bed early. I got him Advil instead, and then more Tylenol with codeine at 2:30. After that he slept. I didn't--joint pain woke me intermittently. No fun.
Today he was feeling a little better, although I still opted to spend most of the day hanging out and not going off without him. Not much of a sacrifice--I hardly mind being lazy. I did run around doing some quick cleanup when Dr. Nurse called from her new house to ask if she could borrow a paintbrush. The Sparrowhawk didn't remember having any, but I went and rummaged in the shed, and found a neatly packed box of painting supplies, including several brushes. Dr. Nurse walked over to get one. It was a beautiful day out, but a bit too chill to take the invalid out in the sun. I also gave Dr. Nurse a nice pear to tuck in her pocket, since we have quite a few left from our orchard expedition.
I've been having amazingly disjointed conversations with my mother lately. Mr. Science gave her some earphones that can plug into the phone, in the hope that they would help her hear. Apparently, they work well--provided someone is there to set them up for her. She tried to use them with me, but didn't get the jack all the way into the plug, which made them worse than useless, and she couldn't understand my repeated instructions about how to fix it. Sigh. Tonight, she hung up once when a friend stopped by, and called me back later. She told me about her computer, and how the icons have vanished, so she can't get back into Safari. "It's stuck on the channel with the big W for Writers." (Or what we would call Word.) I was unable to help her on the phone. She decided to go get the laptop while talking to me, but then put the phone into the seat of her walker and closed the lid. She kept on talking, but I could only hear her vaguely in the distance. She realized her error and retrieved the phone, but then another friend came by, and the two very deaf old ladies had a long conversation about computers that was one of the funniest things I ever heard. And then the helper came to rebandage her leg. At that point, I started saying "Hello? Hello?" and the helper finally called her attention to the fact that I was still on the phone. "Oh! I guess I forgot to hang up . . ." So she said goodnight.
Today he was feeling a little better, although I still opted to spend most of the day hanging out and not going off without him. Not much of a sacrifice--I hardly mind being lazy. I did run around doing some quick cleanup when Dr. Nurse called from her new house to ask if she could borrow a paintbrush. The Sparrowhawk didn't remember having any, but I went and rummaged in the shed, and found a neatly packed box of painting supplies, including several brushes. Dr. Nurse walked over to get one. It was a beautiful day out, but a bit too chill to take the invalid out in the sun. I also gave Dr. Nurse a nice pear to tuck in her pocket, since we have quite a few left from our orchard expedition.
I've been having amazingly disjointed conversations with my mother lately. Mr. Science gave her some earphones that can plug into the phone, in the hope that they would help her hear. Apparently, they work well--provided someone is there to set them up for her. She tried to use them with me, but didn't get the jack all the way into the plug, which made them worse than useless, and she couldn't understand my repeated instructions about how to fix it. Sigh. Tonight, she hung up once when a friend stopped by, and called me back later. She told me about her computer, and how the icons have vanished, so she can't get back into Safari. "It's stuck on the channel with the big W for Writers." (Or what we would call Word.) I was unable to help her on the phone. She decided to go get the laptop while talking to me, but then put the phone into the seat of her walker and closed the lid. She kept on talking, but I could only hear her vaguely in the distance. She realized her error and retrieved the phone, but then another friend came by, and the two very deaf old ladies had a long conversation about computers that was one of the funniest things I ever heard. And then the helper came to rebandage her leg. At that point, I started saying "Hello? Hello?" and the helper finally called her attention to the fact that I was still on the phone. "Oh! I guess I forgot to hang up . . ." So she said goodnight.
