A Day in the Life of Ma Hoytavich

Some days just start out wrong.

The alarm clock never went off and we awoke 30 minutes late. This wouldn't be too bad, except one of the heart medications is to be taken at 6:30 am. Still, a half hour shouldn't make too much difference.

Wednesday is also Fosamax day for Loren. Has to be taken once a week, first thing in the morning. Couldn't find the pill. Well, that, too, won't matter much. Take it Thursday instead. (remember to call in Rx)

Loren is on Fosamax to combat bone loss, discovered in the first week long visit to Mayo. Probably acquired in part from sedentary lifestyle adopted to accommodate weakened heart function. The docs at Mayo want to try and reverse this, for, after a transplant, one doesn't want to deal with broken bones, or popped ribs from lifting heavy things, such as beds....

Well, now, yesterday, Loren was trying to stick some blocks under the head of the bed to facilitate sleep. Makes it easier for him to breathe and such. He heard a distinct "pop," and has had some pain on left side of ribs ever since. ("You should have asked for help." "I know.")

Ran him to the family doctor this a.m. to have it x-rayed. Isn't broken and doesn't appear to be cracked. Doc R. thinks may have cracked cartilage, which will heal with time.

Well, that was worth a good 2 and a half hours of time. Always something with that guy!
No matter, I want to be with him for all the medical stuff. I NEED to be with him. When I received that call 9 and a half years ago saying he had been found by the side of the road in cardiac arrest, it took several hours to get to the hospital. There was childcare to arrange and a nursing babe to tote along on ice covered roads for the hour drive. (took two) I felt I missed out on a lot. But no more! Besides, it takes two of us to keep track of things when talking to medical staff. We figure that between my good health, and his good brain, we're almost a complete person.

On with the boring details: Did breakfast dishes for Kendra (15) who has bruised growth plate in left wrist, but will SOON be resuming warm water therapy. Took time out to annoy a few people on the blog circuit, then made lunch and put a fidgeting two year old down for nap. Ahhh, time to do some serious mowing. Added oil and gas to the machine and.... and.... it started to rain. (rats, Rats, RATS!)
Went down to clean at the church instead, where working conditions are relatively dry. (and oh, so quiet)

Returned to find weather compatible with mowing and managed to get in 1 and a half hour's worth. Left for pharmacy still attired in mowing clothes and slurping diet cherry Coke. Arrived five minutes before closing time. (pant) Brushed grass clippings from legs and entered pharmacy, where no one, absolutely NO ONE told me how nice I looked.

Home with just time to fix quick supper of omelets and toast for kids before Sharon took them to prayer meeting. Put on Veggie Tales for two youngest and put on the Three Tenors for me as I type. (working on second time through CD, at this very moment :-)

And now, it will soon be time to fill the tub and see if I can soak some dirt off the two rascals before they let all the water down the drain.

BREAKING NEWS: Have just been informed Loren has fixed Sharon's printer. He is happy. I am happy. We are all happy. "IT'S A WRAP, folks" (puts in can)

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