My poor dad had his trip cancelled and the initially estimated stay at the hospital has turned into more like a one week stay. He was doing fairlh well until he was put on a restricted diet. Now he is cranky and ready to escape the joint, except he has two or three IV's hooked up to him.
I was sure my bad luck was continuing was still present and accounted for since my physical therapist was due at the house at 10:00 am, so naturally, the power goes out in the neighborhood at 9:55 am. My hubby had our cell phone so I had no way to contact Oscar, the therapist and he could not get into our gated community without calling me to open the gate remotely. One never knows how long the power outage will last. Fortunately, the power came back at 10:05 am and Oscar said he had only been waiting a few minutes. Told him to get a move on because with our luck never know what is around the corner. After he left, I went to get my swimsuit to do my hydrotherapy, since yesterday I had just stepped in the pool when it started thundering and raining..20 seconds after I was in the pool. However, Taco, my still overweight, senior Chihuahua, who is also supposed to swim 8 minutes three times a week spotted my swimsuit and made a beeline, with his bad back hind legs to umder the bed, way in the middle! Little turd. I finished my hydrotherapy and my husband had to lay on the floor to try to get Taco from umderneath the bed. Again, Taco's back legs do not work well so that was a mess too. Just your usual day at the nut house we call home.
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