So much for all of my plans to keep my thoughts on life more up to date on here. I just checked, and my last blog was in October. I really do need to blog more often. I have great ideas to write about, but then I don't blog for a few months, and by then I have forgotten everything I had intended to talk about.
A lot has happened in the last few months. For Thanksgiving this year we decided not to cook a big dinner for just the two of us. We decided to go to the truck stop in Cameron, so we did.
We ended up taking son Danny and his son Alan with us. Alan's family had gone to his wife's family for the day, but he had decided to stay home. I was glad that he and Danny went with us; it was fun.
Garret and Kalee had talked about coming back for Thanksgiving, but they decided not to make the long trip. I'm always glad to see them, but I hated for them to make a twenty-two hour drive one way. They are always tired when they get here, and the twenty two hour drive home is even more tiring.
This was the first time in years that Danny was able to be home for Christmas. He went with us when my side of the family got together at Terri's and Don's a few days before Christmas. Christmas day Wayne and I spent home alone. We cooked a traditional Christmas dinner, and just relaxed. It really was nice. Danny spent Christmas morning with Alan and his family, so he got to see the kids open their presents. Kids make Christmas morning special.
We have had some pretty good snowfalls the last few weeks. I believe they are calling for snow again the first of the week, and we still have lots left from the last storm. Reminds me of the snows we had when I was a child.
Terri has gotten a job at Liberty Hospital, and will be undergoing training for another four weeks. It is a part time job as a unit secretary, and she thinks she is going to like it quite well.
Danny still hasn't found a job, but he has sure applied a lot of places. He is hoping he can get unemployment benefits before long, if he doesn't find something quickly.
I went for my six month visit with my primary pulmonary doctor this last Thursday, and the report wasn't good. I knew my breathing had seemed worse to me, and he confirmed that it wasn't as good as on my last visit. The bad part is that he said that there is nothing more he can do for me, other than medications to make it easier to handle the worst times. I knew this was coming, but it was still a bit of a shock. He gave me a medication to take for a month to see how I do on it, so I have to go back in March, instead of waiting six months. I also have a new "worst times" prescription that I can take every six hours, as needed. I shouldn't need it every day, only when the breathing causes panic attacks or extra stress. He has told me that shortness of breath is the most stressfull on the body. Nice. Oh, well; I'm not in the grave yet, so it could be worse.
I've read some good books lately, as well as listened to several audio books that I really liked. It is always so much fun to find a new author that you really like, and when you discover that he, or she, has written several books in the series it makes it even better.
Sorry I didn't have a lot of memories for you this time, Anna. Have to think back on my life a little more. Feel free to remind me of those days. lol