Showing posts with label birthday sandra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday sandra. Show all posts

Saturday, September 5, 2026

Saturday Sept 5, weekly UpDate

Sandra, Sept 5, 1944    -   Sandra, 1946


Sandra, Sept 5, 2026, yes, its current.




Today in the bath room mirror, changed back ground to black and added the balloons using AI
So far, I have had 5 emails and 3 texts with Happy Birthday and a  2 dear blog friend sent me an Amazon Gift cards. I WILL SHOP today..

Yesterday, I called my friend Ruby to come and hang up my birthday present I bought myself on Thursday, to finish putting the living room back like it was before Bob's illness started.
You might remember Philomena, the pothos plant that lived in the kitchen corner, for over 30 years. 

Live Pothos plant Photo Christmas 2024 Kitchen March 2025 it was gone, due to caregiver craziness, Philomena passed away and this is a photo from the prior Post of the kitchen minus a living plant.

I intended to buy a new plant for my birthday gift to me, but a light bulb went off and I thought, I will have to water, keep sun beams from touching, pick dead leaves off of plant and floor and it might just die again. Another gift to me was to drive to Hobby Lobby and see if they had silk plants like it. I still had the pot from Philomena and I found 3 long pieces and bought 60 dollars worth of them for 30, because they were on sale.... Here is the new plant, and now my living room view from sofa is just like it was when all this care giving started March of 2025.


This is from my sofa this morning just before Breakfast and Ruby's beautiful flowers in the nook.


Before daybreak and after day break.

I close with an update of my 82 year old Memory.

Wed I gave my beautiful boy Beau, my blood pressure pill and Lexapro with his pill at 4 AM in the morning, which resulted in 28 hours of anguish, a call to Poison Control that was 110.00, a visit to Vet ER, $452, which is the cost of Nausea injection, a can of food filled with ground charcoal, a blood test and I could take him home and monitor him for 48 hours. The tried to make me send him by ambulance to a 24 hour ER because they are vet after hours only, and he needed vet monitor for 6 to 8 hours, maybe 12 hours. 
the cost would be $3000 to $7000.00 which means I brought him home and did caregiver duty to him.
HE is Fine, was fine all day, had no problems, slept for 24 hours except for pee/poop times. I had to hold his pain pill for 24 hours but we did not walk, so he did ok with that.
As if that is not proof of my AGE, this morning I made my second cup of K-cup Koffee with out putting my new cup under the K-cup.
LAST BUT NOT LEAST... I have now been blessed with ZenColor Carpal tunnel Elbow and wrist and just creating this post is hurting really bad.
No more coloring, drawing or repetitive motions, and Ruby says I have to wait 3 weeks. 
We shall See. 

Who knew an adult can color to much and wreck her arm????



Friday, September 5, 2025

Just under the wire..

 

LIFE has not been great! My art on iPad has gone to the dark side!

I have felt a sense of dread for 6 months and yesterday all day it was worse. I knew why, and sat with iPad in lap and when I ended up, this was it.


As I contemplated it, I thought no wonder famous artists show dark portraits, or cut off their own ears. 
Who knows how a crisis in your life can effect the way you feel..
Last night was NOT good.
Not a lot of sleep for me!
I received texts and emails, a gift card to Amazon, starting at 5 am, I replied with a sour comment.
I cried while walking Beau and saw a couple of people stare at the old crone with the Big Dog, they had no idea how I was feeling.
I wanted to do a post, I could not think of anything worth saying..
You see, Today I turned "81"
Every Sept 5, I do a post that says Happy Whatever # of years it is, to me.
I made the decision to just forget it this year.
Late afternoon, I read the old ones and every single one of them had some disaster that happened on my birthday, and I told it with humor.
I thought I can't see what if funny about my breakfast this morning, a  pancake with maple syrup, flipping off the counter onto my lap and flipping from their to the carpet with my entire breakfast on the sticky carpet.
I have this moment decided to do a post.
I took a photo of myself, because I always do and Whoa BOY
YIKES.... I am keeping it small, do not enlarge. please.
I thought, OK Sandra, Suck it up Buttercup! There are millions of people in the same frying pan as you are and my blog friends are ready to swamp me with greetings.
Give it a try and smile, not fake smile

Yes! I did stay in my gown and slippers All Day!


I finally found a real smile, because I looked so silly doing all this and 
then I received this

A CARD from my Medicare HMO, I burst into laughter and thought, you gotta show this to your friends. I have been with them since I was 65. 
I gave myself a giggle and came here to say thank you for all the greetings and cards and gifts and love and for hanging in there while I Suck It Up Buttercup and wait for 82.








Thursday, September 5, 2024

Sandra @80yearsoldtoday

 



1944                                                   1946



 1960   1990

                                       

2006



2020   2024

                                              

How did I get from 1944 to now so quickly? 

I used to scramble each morning, with 2 boys and a part time job, I could clean and dust and do laundry and have it all done in one morning, in time to get them down for a nap and watch a soap opera, of which I can no longer remember the name.
Somewhere in the years I gained a 80 pounds from 1985 to 2006 and lost 70 of those in 2017.

These days, I have to pick a chore and do one each day and on a good day 2 per day.
 I also use a fake, feather fiber duster because its quicker and easier.

I can no longer reach the top shelf in the kitchen, or reach the light bulbs in the bathroom or on the fans without taking my life in my hands and standing on something to make me taller. 
the why is somewhere along the way I went from 5'6 to 5'4 and still shrinking.

Its a new day, its a new song, it a new ME
 
Sandra @ 80 years old today, and as of now you can't even sing, and "many more" at the end of my birthday song. 

I am including the first creation because I disliked it and did the one above. 
But for posterity sake, before deleting I chose to show it