Friday, September 9, 2022

I thought I was done telling people Ron was dead

So ride to work was pretty uneventful.  Except for the woman at the transit center with a walker, had a HUGE belly hanging down to her knees.  She lifted it up, reached inside her pants, and scratched at her crotch for a good while as I struggled not to look.  Happily she did not get on my bus but it did confirm I need to wash my hands the second I get off that bus.  

I read some time back that Ibuprofen can help restrict blood flow during a cycle and tried it this time, it was about half what it normally is on day 2.  I was impressed.  I was changing things every 4-5 hours just to be careful not because I "had" to.  It was nice.  Might be something to try (ask your doctor) yourself.  

I got a voicemail before work, it was Mike the plumber.  He came out a few years ago to do the re pipe on my house.  He also did some other jobs after that.  Back when we had those "pork" checks coming in every couple months we could actually afford things like a new toilet, new faucets, etc.  Anyway he let me know he left the company and is working for himself now.  I texted him back and told him that was great, Ron had died and I was working at Walmart.  He was totally shocked about Ron.  Thought that drinking had something to do with it.  

You may remember when he came out to do the repipe, Ron had a nervous breakdown and was screaming the assistant was hurting his leg because he could hear the cutter up in the attic taking apart our copper pipes, Ron kept screaming and begging him to stop, screaming "You're hurting me!" etc.  It was hideous.  The guy came THIS CLOSE to walking off the job altogether but Mike talked him into staying.  I had to call 911 for someone to come out and evaluate Ron but they sent police...Ron was drinking freely through all of this so Mike got a good eyeful.  Ron finally agreed to behave but then began playing porn on his talking book machine while Mike worked in his room hooking up all the bathroom plumbing (Ron's wall was also the bathroom wall on the other side).  So it was just awful for everyone.  

I told him yes drinking was a secondary cause of death but he also had Alzheimer's which had been a shock, I figured Mike deserved to know as he probably got a better look at that than anyone.  He didn't say anything to that.  

I had to clock in so I did that, then I did it all.  I took my lunch and ate my chicken salad, then I remembered Dad has been asking for a weight loss photo.  You may remember I used to take photos with me posed with X pounds of lard to represent weight lost.  Dad wanted another one.  So I went out on the sales floor, in my vest, stacked up 65 pounds worth of lard (I used all of it) and recruited a customer to take a photo "for my Dad".  


The vest is not terribly slimming but you get the idea.  I also carry a lot of junk in my vest pockets.  My aunt said you can see a lot of weight lost in my face.  It does look different.  

At any rate I fired that off to Dad, and my aunt, and then went back to the breakroom.  Then Jack asked me if I could pick something up for him so I did that, still had 15 minutes when I was done.  I did have a little trouble putting up my "treasure" but I got it situated.  Back to work, finished out my shift.  

One thing that gets frustrating, when I tell a customer no (it does happen) and they whine and complain, then yell at me and tell me what their policy is, it is annoying.  No means no and I never change what I'm saying.  But the young pretty women in particular are not used to hearing "no".  All that (waves hand) doesn't work on me.  Generally the young men are very respectful.  But I got through that and clocked out OK, then lugged all my stuff out of the store.  

I had been a little worried about Jack.  I talked to him Wednesday but then we started talking about the cat sitting so I wasn't sure if he got I needed him Thursday.  So I sent him a text message Thursday but didn't hear from him.  I tried calling him and went to voicemail.  I was worried I might not be able to get home.  He did text me back, though, hours later, so I had my ride.  I also confirmed with him for tonight.  I was worried because he is out of the habit of picking me up.  

But not only did he get me but we talked about the cat sitting.  He is going to come by after work on Saturday and have me show him what I do for the cats.  It won't be much for him, literally just food and water.  The litter boxes will be fine.  I got the keys finally so I plan to buy a tag for them today, then I can give them to him next Saturday.  I trust him.  Also, I have no valuables in the house anyway.  No one values the things I do, like the basket of cardboard squares Ron cut out for me in 2006.  

When I got home I found a couple of roaches in the bathtub so I used my toxic spray.  It was pretty strong and I woke up with a headache today so definitely related I think.  But it did kill them.  I think they came up out of the drain.  I will have to wash out the tub before I take my shower today.  

My parents are in Florida so it was after 11 their time, we had agreed I would not call or text.  So I went to bed and fell asleep pretty quick.  I woke up a couple of times, woke up early, woke up with a headache, so I got up and took something which made me really awake.  So I went ahead and got up.  

Weight was 193 which is almost what it was a week or two ago, 192.2.  I hope to get back down there soon or maybe even a little less.  I plan to be careful on my vacation, I will eat the family pie and a few select carbs but basically keep it low carb.  If we eat out I don't have to order the pasta; I can get a chunk of meat with some salad.  Breakfast will be easy, very easy to keep that low carb.  Dinners with Mom and Dad I will just have some meat, cooked greens and a green salad.  I may have a sweet potato with butter and cinnamon or pumpkin pie spice on it.  I can definitely do that.  But weight loss is hard and I don't want to throw it all out the window.  I plan to be careful.  I will likely go over my 88 carbs a day but it will be stuff I really want and not because it was served to me.  Yesterday I had less than 40 carbs and that is including a snack of cookies on my break.  I can do this.  They also have access to a gym and walking trails so I will be utilizing those every day if possible.  I plan to take a good pair of padded shoes.  

I will also eat some greens before I go to work today and also do some Kettlebell.  I did some squats and swings a couple weeks ago and was pretty stiff afterward.  I don't want to be stiff if I work out in CA.  

The cats are good, I had Cleo and Biscuit in my bed when I got up and then Spotty came in through the cat door when I turned on the light.  I have an old blanket that I did not wash last winter so it smells like me/us.  I plan to put that on top of the bed so they have comforting scent and also something they can get sick on.  I will be getting home pretty late and I will not want to wash the bed before I go to sleep.  I am certain I will have to work the next day.  I'll know that Saturday.  

It works very well taking my pills to work with me.  It is very easy to just take them with my lunch, which is about the right time anyway.  Doc said it didn't matter when I took them as long as I did take them every day.  I have them all done up in a baggie.  

That's it for now.  

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Didn't he piss on the floor to and the police came? He really was something else. He may have has ALZ but he certainly didn't die from that he died with that. More than likely his combo of seizure meds, pain pills and his drinking caused his heart attack.

Heather Knits said...

I forgot about the urinating. Police came because I called and said Ron was acting rowdy and could I get EMS to take him for a mental status evaluation. Protocol said they sent police first who were horrible to me, then EMS came in asked him a few questions, he answered correctly, they checked his blood pressure, temp, and glucose and left me with him.

Ron had an operation on the pericardium (sac around his heart) in 2003. There was significant scar tissue from that and also a dead spot on his heart so he basically died of complications of the accident + bad lifestyle, but coroner felt lifestyle trumped all and put alcoholism as secondary cause of death. Actual cause of death was "Atherosclerotic and hypertensive heart diease" ie high cholesterol and blood pressure. Secondary cause of death was "Chronic Ethanolism" but this was a guy drinking 3 gallons a month, of course they would put that, knowing the truth. Surprisingly his liver wasn't that bad.

Heather Knits said...

He had also given up on the pain pills months previous and was only taking Advil or Tylenol for the pain. Not very effective but enough relief he would ask for them.

Heidi said...

Hi there I was just catching up and saw you were going to California? I hope it is for a good vacation . You look amazing and so glad the job is working out for you . I knew you could do it you are an amazing and resilient human being

Heather Knits said...

Dad paid for a ticket out to see him, I got the time off approved. (((Hugs)))