The Progeny
Sunday Slammer Addendum
(I tried posting this last night around 8:44, but couldn't get it to "go")
It has been a fairly good day.
We had a raucous family chat in the afternoon for a couple hours. Moi on the computer here in Rochester, (with Loren looking on from a recliner we pulled up), Sharon in Indiana, Ardith in Texas, and Jason, Kendra and Derek in Iowa. Great fun, even though Ardith was having problems with her university network system.
Jason's contributions were minimal. I believe he entered the chat room. Kendra can fit her comments in pretty well, and, Derek is still learning the ropes and driving people crazy. (though, not as much as LAST time, dear :-)
There was quite a lot of debate flying back and forth concerning the Thanksgiving day meal. Basically, Ardith and Sharon are going to perform the honors. Something I never did until about 6 years ago. See, you guys are ahead of me in cooking, too!
I was able to get down to the exercise room in the basement. There are two treadmills, three Schwinn Airdynes, two aerobic walkers, and two or three "something-or-others." I tried out each device in turn. Apologies to the manufacturers if I misspelled their names. One thing I do know for certain, those aerobic walkers were discarded protypes from the second Star Wars movie. ("You cannot escape your DES-tiny, Ma Hoyt") I had some fun, despite the fact that the TV does not bring in FOX News. The best part are the mirrors. That's so you can see how embarrassingly out of shape you are. A real motivating factor.
WHICH reminds me, I brought along three items that are too small for me to wear. I plan on fittin' into them babies by the time this stay is over! It's amazing how little you eat when you are not allowed to snack any ol' time you feel like it. I suppose this whole experience will be good for me. (I suppose)
We must make an early night of it (so what ELSE is new) since tommorrow brings a dawn lab visit, followed by "several" tests and appointments. We won't know what all is involved until we report to the transplant floor for Loren's oreders. We are just little soldiers in the Mayo machine. The main thing, is to get there nice and early so they can steal blood from you, before you're fully awake.
Loren is still feeling rather sore. "Something hurts, somewhere, most of the time. " He groans when he has to get out of a chair. Going down to eat lunch and supper, and two ten minute walks per day are his exercise, right now. No hurry, it's only been two weeks, tommorow night. It's amazing just to think of it.
We have much to be thankful for.
Which reminds me, at this moment, the kids and grandparents are porking, I mean partaking of the annual Thanksgiving dinner at our church. A hefty meal followed by going around the tables for opportunities to give thanks. We have more people in the church than last year, so,
I figure they'll be home by mindnight. Tweet
It has been a fairly good day.
We had a raucous family chat in the afternoon for a couple hours. Moi on the computer here in Rochester, (with Loren looking on from a recliner we pulled up), Sharon in Indiana, Ardith in Texas, and Jason, Kendra and Derek in Iowa. Great fun, even though Ardith was having problems with her university network system.
Jason's contributions were minimal. I believe he entered the chat room. Kendra can fit her comments in pretty well, and, Derek is still learning the ropes and driving people crazy. (though, not as much as LAST time, dear :-)
There was quite a lot of debate flying back and forth concerning the Thanksgiving day meal. Basically, Ardith and Sharon are going to perform the honors. Something I never did until about 6 years ago. See, you guys are ahead of me in cooking, too!
I was able to get down to the exercise room in the basement. There are two treadmills, three Schwinn Airdynes, two aerobic walkers, and two or three "something-or-others." I tried out each device in turn. Apologies to the manufacturers if I misspelled their names. One thing I do know for certain, those aerobic walkers were discarded protypes from the second Star Wars movie. ("You cannot escape your DES-tiny, Ma Hoyt") I had some fun, despite the fact that the TV does not bring in FOX News. The best part are the mirrors. That's so you can see how embarrassingly out of shape you are. A real motivating factor.
WHICH reminds me, I brought along three items that are too small for me to wear. I plan on fittin' into them babies by the time this stay is over! It's amazing how little you eat when you are not allowed to snack any ol' time you feel like it. I suppose this whole experience will be good for me. (I suppose)
We must make an early night of it (so what ELSE is new) since tommorrow brings a dawn lab visit, followed by "several" tests and appointments. We won't know what all is involved until we report to the transplant floor for Loren's oreders. We are just little soldiers in the Mayo machine. The main thing, is to get there nice and early so they can steal blood from you, before you're fully awake.
Loren is still feeling rather sore. "Something hurts, somewhere, most of the time. " He groans when he has to get out of a chair. Going down to eat lunch and supper, and two ten minute walks per day are his exercise, right now. No hurry, it's only been two weeks, tommorow night. It's amazing just to think of it.
We have much to be thankful for.
Which reminds me, at this moment, the kids and grandparents are porking, I mean partaking of the annual Thanksgiving dinner at our church. A hefty meal followed by going around the tables for opportunities to give thanks. We have more people in the church than last year, so,
I figure they'll be home by mindnight. Tweet
posted by Ma Hoyt | 6:34 AM
1 Comments:
It was a blessing to have your folks and the children with us last evening and they should have made it home by 10:00pm, if Jason didn't have any problems with his chaufering. Everyone was thankful for God's working in the Hoyt family this year and are looking forward to having you and Loren back amongst us again. Keep us updated as you can with the progress and God Bless.
Terry
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