If It's Monday ~ It's John Barrowman Time ~!

Well gang, another Monday is upon us.

I wish I could say that the weekend was all rainbows and unicorns....yeah....like that's gonna happen at my Casa.

Unless the rainbows are induced via chemical ingestion and the unicorns are in Goth mode....fergit it.

I am feeling better, except for the episodes where I try to launch one of my lungs toward Vancouver via my nose or cough...gives you a whole new mental image if curling doesn't it ?

Rarely have I been this sick.

The only reason that I am here is that I am out of PTO.

Paid Time Off.

No.

No.

No.

I did not blow it all on a beach in the Turks and Caicos.....Le Sigh.

I had to use it up to pay for Pearl's repairs which I would gladly do again..

But..

Of course I get a stomach virus and now have to cope with pollen issues.

I lost my voice which SU found beyond hilarious this weekend...GRRRR

I found it along with the cough from hell.....

This will pass.

What will not pass on a larger scale is our neighbor gal's real life crisis with her father. He is going to have to go into a home.

Very few take advanced stage Alzheimer's patients.

The gals came over on Saturday and Sunday night to sit in the dining room and talk.....or listen.

NG's mother had to write the letter to her children that let them know that she can not be the caregiver anymore.

It's all just become too much for her.

They all knew that this day was coming..and it still is heartbreaking.

Last night she found out that her fathers dementia has progressed more than anyone knew and that he is basically is so agitated that when he gets up out of bed..he falls.

All SU and I can do is listen and be there when she needs to talk about all of this or not.

We love out neighbor gals very much.

If anyone knows of a resource or support group that I can throw her way...please let me know.

Have a good week and remember to vote for Purrfect Pals.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol