Not that I like how things came out in the voting, but either way, it's over, and life goes on. I don't intend to let it ruin my life. As long as I'm out here in the country doing what I want, I don't even have to think about anything else, because my days are all the same. The only thing that usually bothers me is those people who voted for the other side telling me how wonderful their candidate is and making fun of the other side for four years, letting me know how stupid they think I am. And it is usually someone I'm related to, even if it's just on Facebook.
Speaking of my husband, he finally went to the urologist on election day, after having a catheter to contend with for over three weeks. One night he woke up and couldn't pee. We went to St. Mary's emergency room where they quickly put a catheter in him for instant relief; they found he had a UTI and blood in his urine; blood clots were the cause of his problem. They removed the catheter, gave him an antibiotic, and sent him home. Two days later, clots had stopped him up again, another trip to the emergency room. Our regular doctor suggested he just leave the catheter in until his appointment. (I read this paragraph to him to make sure he didn't mind my sharing his troubles, and he's fine with it.)
How much fun can a person have? At Cliff's appointment. the urologist spent quite a bit of time examining him, and really didn't see any problem. He checked to make sure the prostate cancer hadn't come back, but made him an appointment the day before Christmas, just to be sure everything's all right.
Speaking of doctors, yesterday we took Butch and Unique to the vet to get shots, de-wormed, mites out of their ears, and appointments to be neutered. Both of the cats are coming along very well, although Butch could use a psychologist, the way he eats. But he's getting better.
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| Cliff has no idea that Butch is laying at his feet |
As I look out the window I see we have a foggy day, not like yesterday when Gabe and I walked in the pasture. It was nothing but blue skies then.
Peace.
People complaining about the election results afterwards is worse than the political ads before the election in my opinion. In most cases, I can turn off and mute the political ads but I can't do that to the people around me. I find it funny that 99% of the time, they think the other side slipped one over on them and essentially got lucky winning the election instead of pondering why their candidate of choice didn't resonate with voters.
ReplyDeleteAs always, there was nobody I liked running for president. But I voted for one. I'm wondering what comes next.
DeleteI am very discouraged and frightened by the election results but as a naturally cheerful person, I will recover. Just not now. I live in Washington with a Democratic governor who will (hopefully) be able to keep us safe(r). I am concerned about the GOP floating a bill to cut (or eliminate) SS for those who get a pension. That would be John and I. We both paid into SS so that would infuriate me, especially if that money goes to tax cuts for the rich and businesses...again. :(
ReplyDeleteButch could use a psychologist. Too funny! Hope Cliff feels better. That's got to be awful.
ReplyDeleteKay of Musings: I’m so sorry for all you’re going through. You have far more to contend with than the election at this time. We will hold each other’s hands and get through this difficult time. Your husband is so very lucky to have you at his side taking care of him.
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