We have decided to become dogs!
Do we have the language down pretty good???
Life as Seen by Hemingway and Steinbeck
We have decided to become dogs!
Do we have the language down pretty good???
Greetings, readers. Steinbeck and I missed most of 2020 ‘cuz we were taking care of Mom.
I helped by doing lots of purring and sleeping.
It all started back in April when Mom, as Steinbeck puts it, broke her heart. She was out in the yard raking and started having some pains but she ignored them. In fact, it was two more days before she went to the hospital.
I am so glad she got to the hospital, but I wish she hadn’t stayed there that long.
Mom said they opened her heart and fixed it but she had to be real careful after that. Obviously she didn’t listen ‘cuz the end of June she fell at home and broke her left femur.
Do felines have femurs, too?
Check Google. Anyway, she was back in the hospital again and then afterwards had to go to another place for rehab. She finally got home and we figured that was it. She started healing and doing therapy and she could even walk without her cane. Then one morning when she got up, she could barely stand on that leg.
She had to go back to her doctor’s house so they could take pictures of her. I still don’t know how they got that camera in there to take pictures of her bones.
Mom was really discouraged when she found out she had broken the plate in her leg. Back to the hospital for yet another surgery. This time they replaced her fake knee with a new fake knee and put a rod in her leg. The doctor told her later that she has about 15 pounds of metal in her leg so she just subtracts that in her mind when she weighs herself. I do, too! MOL!!!
We’re all doing fine now that 2021 is here. We hope you all had a great holiday. Oh, Mom is walking without a cane again and she’s working full time. She’s working from home but she doesn’t disturb our naps too much.
I like having her work from home ‘cuz then I can but her sooner about getting supper ready. Mom is just getting this new site set up so we hope you all found it. She still has work to do on it but at least she’s letting us talk with our friends again.
Mom is getting rather dangerous with her wheelchair. She thinks she can go anywhere with it.
We can’t even get into that much trouble ‘cuz she can easily reach us.
Don’t tell our readers that we get into trouble.
Oops……….ignore what I said.
Mom told her brother that she can parallel park with her wheelchair and do a nifty job of driving it backwards. Of course he just laughed and said that may be true but she sure can’t do it with her car!
We begged and begged and Mom let us go outside for a bit.
Steinbeck doesn’t know but I found a secret stash of catnip. I headed right over there and indulged. My but that catniptini was good!
Hemingway, what are you doing over there?
Just looking for rocks.
MOL!!! I will never tell him the truth. That plant is mine.
Hemingway, do you know where Mom is?
No, but she’s sure been gone a long time!
The Mom Explains:
It seems like 2020 has turned out to be quite the challenging year. We all apologize for not being on our blog for so long, But I have a good reason. It all started on April 11th. I was outside raking and trying to clean up things in the yard. I was frequently taking rests but it didn’t seem to help. I finally decided to stop and I had a sharp pain that went all the way through my chest to my back. I took some aspirin right away and convinced myself that I had twisted some muscles with all the raking and weed pulling. The next day I rested and felt a little better. On Monday I went to work (actually I walked over to the computer since I was working from home) and then went to an eye appointment. I noticed that I was kind of spinning out of control so when I got home I sent a note to my doctor. I told her what had happened and how I felt. She called me back quickly and told me to go to Emergency.
My brother took me over to the hospital on April 13th and since Covid was making it hard to do anything, he had to just leave me there. I was hooked up to all kinds of machines and poked with all sorts of needles. The docs told me that I did have a heart attack on Saturday and it was a major one. They had determined that I wasn’t still having a heart attack, but my heart was very ticked and was kind of bouncing all over the place.
I got moved to a room and was hooked up to a monitor. During the first couple of days, one of my medical team members tested positive for Covid. They gave me the test, but mine was negative. However, I had to be put in quarantine.
On April 20th, I had open heart surgery and had a single bypass. I went through all of this without anyone I could hug. I ended up staying in ICU for several extra days because of the quarantine. I had yet another Covid test and it was negative. Once I finally got to a regular room, I started doing exercises and seemed to be improving. When it came time for me to go home, one of the nurses had noticed I was having trouble breathing. They ordered a chest x-ray and discovered fluid on my lungs. They tapped both of them and then I was finally able to go home, after spending 20 days in the hospital.
I started physical and occupational therapy at home and then I noticed I was having trouble breathing again. Back to the hospital for another chest x-ray and then back again so I could be tapped. (I’m on blood thinners now and they have to kind of wean me off them for procedures.) Oh, and another Covid test.
I was doing really good until I noticed that I couldn’t even cross the room without huffing and puffing. My therapy sessions were pure torture ‘cuz I couldn’t breathe. My cardiologist set up an echocardiogram for me. That didn’t show what they expected it to show so we were back to square one. I became my own advocate and told them I couldn’t live like that.
You guessed it…………back to Emergency and yet another Covid test (which was still negative). Last weekend I was in the hospital. By the way, my birthday was on June 11th and I actually had a good day, even though I couldn’t do much. They diagnosed me with congestive heart failure and while in the hospital I lost 17 pounds of fluid. The change was amazing. I could breathe and I didn’t have all the pressure on my chest.
It’s now been two months since my open heart surgery. I am finally on the road to recovery. The boys have helped so much. Just their purring and paw pats mean so much.
We are hoping to get back to blogging, but it’s been kind of hard. This is the first time I’ve really felt good so maybe the three of us can get some things posted soon.
Thanks for reading through this long explanation. If you have any friends or relatives in the hospital during Covid, do all you can to encourage them. I was lucky because my niece is a nurse at the hospital so I was able to have a “visitor”.
Mom picked some fresh catnip for us. She said she wanted to ask if she could use our blog tonight.
We told her she could use it whenever she wanted…….but the catnip was a wonderful treat. I gobbled it down right away!
We also got some tuna water so it has been a wonderful night so far!
Well, here’s Mom……………(What do you mean I sound like Ed McMahon. Who on earth is that?)
Steinbeck is too young to know Ed McMahon and I’m thinking some of their readers are also too young. Anyway, that’s not who I want to write about. I want you to meet my cousins.
This is Steve, Allison and their son, Mitch. Allison’s mom, April, is my first cousin and we’ve stayed close over the years.Over the weekend I got one of those dreaded calls from April. She told me that Steve, Allison and Mitch had been in a car accident. I couldn’t believe it. They had been heading out to a special Wild West airsoft event. This is a family that has always loved being involved in reenactments and things like that. It was going to be a time for Mitch and his best friend to have some fun. Mitch has lots of medical issues and he wanted to go to this so desperately. Needless to say, they all ended up in hospitals instead.
I posted a prayer request on Facebook and it seemed like it exploded. I started getting comments from people all over the place. My cousins have friends all over and everyone wanted to know what was happening. I got a chance to text some of those people. I made new friends. I felt the power of prayer reaching my cousins and coming from all directions.
How can I explain how small the world really is? Sometimes it just takes saying hi to someone and then it spreads. We never know the connections we may have to others unless we open up and talk. That’s what I think the younger generation (Does that mean I’m the older generation now???) misses out on. They are glued to their cell phones. They don’t write letters. They don’t send cards. They don’t look in a person’s eye.
Now, I was using social media over the weekend to ask for prayers, but then I went further and started up conversations and added new friends. We may never meet, but we will remember that time in April 2019 when we were praying for my cousins.
I can thankfully report that my cousins are all out of the hospital and back home now. They still have lots of recovery ahead of them and need prayers for strength and patience. Mitch’s best friend, Mike, is still in the hospital and needs prayers for his injuries. He had more severe injuries than the rest of them and it will be a long road to recovery. Allison is a cancer survivor and I’m so proud of how she has marched forward. This is an incredible family and I’m so thrilled that we are related.
Thanks for listening. I better go get the boys some more catnip so they don’t try to take over the computer. Have a beautiful week, everyone.
We had a visitor today. He came to help himself to leftover Turkey Day food that the birds didn’t finish. We thought he could do the selfie today.
We hope everyone had a wonderful Turkey Day. We had lots of fun and we even got some turkey.
That was turkey??? I ate a bird???? Why didn’t someone tell me?
Steinbeck, why are you so confused?
I think I swallowed a feather.
“Happy Birthday to you…..
Happy Birthday to you………
Happy Birthday dear Allie…….
Happy Birthday to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
I sang it loud like when I do the song of my people. MOL! Hemingway said he didn’t want to join in with my off-key singing. However, he wishes Allie a very happy birthday, too.
We joined the Sunday Selfies Blog Hop where we’re all wishing Allie a Happy Birthday. Check out our other friends. We’re having a party!!
Mom said I could do the Caturday Art today. This picture is from the other day when we were all outside playing. I’m doing my spring dance step.
Mom played around with it and got this. She used LunaPic and first she embossed it and then she added some tattoo art effects.
Hello to everyone at the Caturday Art Blog Hop. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
Mom said she thought it would be fun for me to post one of my baby selfies. I’ll be two in June but Mom says I’ve already started my “terrible two’s”. I have no idea what she means!
Anyway, this selfie was taken when I was just a few months old. Luckily my ears fit my body now. MOL!!! Mom said I was super cute and I fit in just one of her hands. I must have been really little but I don’t remember. I hope you enjoy my baby selfie.
Have a great weekend, all!
Check out all the others at the Sunday Selfies Blog Hop.
Hi, Readers! Mom’s home today and now she’s seeing what our days are like. We play hard in the morning and then we nap. Mom caught me with one of the toys that I had pulled out of the toy box. She thought I looked so cute. Then she used LunaPic to change it and make it all arty. She did all this while I continued to sleep. Steinbeck was sleeping way up on top of the computer desk so he wasn’t even bothering me………for a change! I hope you enjoy the picture.
Here’s the original one:
Here’s how she changed it:
Don’t forget to check out what our friends did on Athena’s Caturday Art Blog Hop.