Hunkered in the Closet Again

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Here’s Becky and Cinnamon hunkered in the downstairs closet after the sirens went off last night. We had an exasperating storm that took a couple hours to get here from Topeka, and then parked on top of us the whole darn night. The sirens sounded about 8:40 because of a reported tornado about five miles west, and they didn’t lift the warning until around 10:00. What we mostly got was lots of rain and lightning. It’s amazing the power didn’t go off any longer than a few seconds a couple of times. The drenching and lightning went on all night, and lightning was still striking the ground all around town when we went to work this morning! Several intersections were under water, and the underpass to North Lawrence was closed. The sun finally came out after lunchtime and it was beautiful after that.

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Another Weekend at the Old Folks’ Home

Friday night at 11:00 p.m. I checked into LMH South for a sleep study to see if I have sleep apnea or other sleeping disorders. I did one about five years ago and all I got out of it was “snores while sleeping on back”, and I was advised to not sleep that way. Fortunately, that bit of expensive medical expertise was paid for by insurance (as is this one). So after getting me all hooked up he says, “We want you to sleep on your back.” To which I replied, “I don’t think it’s gonna work, because of my neck (degenerative arthritis in a couple of disks up there) and these really bad pillows.” Two hours later he came in and said, “Okay, any position where you can get to sleep will be fine.” By then, my neck was killing me, but I got to sleep and had weird dreams including a slapstick comedy involving hand grenades. When they shooed me out into the morning fog at 6:30 I apparently had not exhibited any obvious apnea.

Saturday I felt like I’d been in a car wreck. Not only was the neck screwed up, but also the rest of the back and hips, as well, from the strange and apparently not very orthopedically friendly bed. Spent most of the day in the recliner watching Olympics next to Becky in her recliner. Her skeleton was having an off day, as well. Listen, kids, getting old sucks big time, even when you’re still “young” (mostly according to people who are older than you are). Somewhere along the afternoon I decided to tackle mowing the yard. Got the front done, and about a fourth of the back before hitting a root and bending the blade; and really really hoping the crank shaft isn’t bent, too. We went out for a Marisco’s Special Nachos (with shrimp and lobster) supper, followed by a nice apple pastry dessert. I guess one nice thing about getting old is that two can share one order of things and still get stuffed. Stopped at HyVee for milk but it was too late to buy a lottery ticket.

Sunday we bundled up sticks and fallen apples in the back yard, and I went over to Sears to pick up a blade for the mower. Luck was with me, as the mower runs smooth as ever with the new blade. Crank shaft OK. Wish I’d have had a lottery ticket.

And that’s about it for the weekend report. I don’t anticipate much else happening, unless we have a wreck on the way to get Sonic burgers for supper. We’ll probably go ahead and splurge and get one each, though, instead of sharing one. Hey, even us oldies gotta go crazy once in a while!

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