Mom is doing well after her back surgery. She started water therapy this week and it wore her out. She isn't having any pain in her legs, though, and that's good. I hope she continues to improve.
We visited my father-in-law two weeks ago. He was making an escape attempt when we arrived. We got him back into the nursing home and at first, he seemed very drugged up. His glasses were missing - the aids said they were broken and that his wife had taken them to get fixed. He sat in his chair and dozed off and on for about 30 minutes. Then he woke up and we were able to get him talking, but he was obviously agitated. It wasn't long before he told us he had to go, and started down the hall. We walked with him and had to get the aids to keep him from escaping again. Finally, we left because we felt we were making his agitation worse. It was a tough visit.
Then we drove out to hubby's mom's house to check on her. She wasn't feeling well - she was pretty stressed out over visits that week from her husband's boys. One is being polite and nice, the other not so much. I was happy that none of them showed up while we were there. We didn't stay a long time.
The next day, we visited hubby's dad's wife (I need to come up with different names for them!) -- she had decided she was going to pitch anything she considered junk, and sell everything else because she says she needs the money. She figures my father-in-law will never be back home, so it's time for his things to go. Hubby was afraid to go there alone - he knew he would say things he would later regret. So we spent a couple hours there, cleaning out the garage with her. We came home with a van full of old tools, equipment, books and junk, including 4 garbage bags of papers. We also brought home an heirloom that is to be handed down through hubby's family, and I'm concerned it will cause world war three for the family. My father-in-law started to hand it down to my son a few years ago, and hubby's brothers threw a fit so he held on to it. They had a different understanding of how it was to be handed down. My mother-in-law indicated that its was his wish for it to go to our son. So it's with us for now, and hopefully will stay with us. But hubby is going to have a fight on his hands with one of his brothers when he finds out. His brother has a young son (under 10) and firmly believes it should be his. His feelings are so strong on the matter that when we visited he and his girlfriend in the hospital when his son was born, the FIRST thing he said to us was "Now that stein comes to my son." Wow.
Daughter has been busy getting her race car ready for the season. Friday night was supposed to be her first race, but Mother Nature didn't cooperate and it was rained out. Today was practice at another local track - her first time driving there. She didn't do bad but was frustrated because she felt the car wasn't running as well as it should be. She's hoping to get in two races this coming weekend, but according to forecasts, Mother Nature doesn't look like she plans to cooperate. I know she's anxious to be out there, but as long as the weather is cool, I don't mind not having to go.
So life continues to be interesting and busy for the referee. I'm looking forward to the weather getting nicer so hubby and I can visit our local parks, do some hiking, some picture-taking and mostly just relax.
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