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Oh wow, the big reveal ... how did your husband take the news ?
I told him the truth, just not all of it. I said that if we moved in with him, I could not get Medicaid, which pays my cancer treatment bills that are not covered by Medicare. That is true. In fact, an inspector general came to my house last week just to make sure my husband is not living here. Real nice guy, but I wouldn't let him in because he wasn't wearing a mask. I did talk to him though, from over 6' away, wearing an N95 mask.

The rest of the truth is that moving back in with him would be a very last resort. But I cannot pay the 20% Medicare doesn't pay, so that didn't come into it. Cancer-related medical bills are huge.

My husband gets social security only, and he doesn't financially support me at all. We have lived apart for 1.5 years.

He asked me three times in 5 minutes why we couldn't move in with him. I gave him the same reply. Otherwise, he took it matter of factly. No drama.
 

Yesterday, I told my husband and my landlord that we are moving to Mass in August. I made some phone calls to set up medical appointments. I made cornbread and chocolate pudding (Jello Cook 'n Serve), did some chores, comforted the dog during a thunderstorm. He wants us all to gather around him in the room of his choosing, so we did. His thundershirt helped a little bit.

My cornbread was very browned. I liked it. My daughter says her palate is different than mine, and she wouldn't eat it. I like things brown (toast, etc), although I didn't do that on purpose. I turned off the timer, and went back to my game, and forgot about the cornbread.

I kind of like things a little more brown that others, cornbread, toast, rolls, grilled cheese and even pizza. I like that extra crunch!
 

First off, I found myself swearing at the SC (and I don't mean South Carolina!); Then, I cut apart 23 paper bags from my grocery delivery to use as weed barriers, fed my dog and birds, and put a rack of ribs into the crock-pot for dinner tonight. Soon, I will head outside to lay weed barrier, install an electric post with switch for the waterfall, and apply the long staples and cord protection to the extension cord. Later, I will install the third doggie gate - energy permitting, of course!
 
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First off, I found myself swearing at the SC (and I don't mean South Carolina!); Then, I cut apart 23 paper bags from my grocery delivery to use as weed barriers, fed my dog and birds, and put a rack of ribs into the crock-pot for dinner tonight.
I was in the middle of Vacc'ing when there was a ring at the door, you know when you're up to your eyes in housework and the doorbell rings..?
I opened it to find 2 people there.. and I hate this.. instead of saying immediately why they're here, they start with a spiel... ''fake smile '' helllo.. how are you ?... my name is Marianne, what's your name ? ( don't tell her) and I wonder if you would have a few minutes to talk to us about.... ''.. by this time I'm saying.. ok what do you want ?.. and she says we're representatives of the labour party... ( that's the opposition to our government'')... and we'd like to discuss your vote...

*arrgghh**..the last thing I'm going to do is vote for these shysters, and they wouldn't have any luck here where I live with my neighbours either, this is a strictly Conservative area , always has been.. and to disturb me when I was busy was the last straw, so I just said ''NO thank you, forcefully ''.. and shut the door...
 
Starting on paying bills online now. I figure I better get it done before the power goes off again (if it does). Had my shower and waiting for the mail to be delivered. I have a birthday present coming and it will be delivered today. From one of my fakebook friends who I have never met in person but hope to in the near future.

It still looks dreary and gray outside but I will turn on some music as soon as I know my neighbor is up. I have some things to do and want to get started.

Have a good day my friends!
 
I was in the middle of Vacc'ing when there was a ring at the door, you know when you're up to your eyes in housework and the doorbell rings..?
I opened it to find 2 people there.. and I hate this.. instead of saying immediately why they're here, they start with a spiel... ''fake smile '' helllo.. how are you ?... my name is Marianne, what's your name ? ( don't tell her) and I wonder if you would have a few minutes to talk to us about.... ''.. by this time I'm saying.. ok what do you want ?.. and she says we're representatives of the labour party... ( that's the opposition to our government'')... and we'd like to discuss your vote...

*arrgghh**..the last thing I'm going to do is vote for these shysters, and they wouldn't have any luck here where I live with my neighbours either, this is a strictly Conservative area , always has been.. and to disturb me when I was busy was the last straw, so I just said ''NO thank you, forcefully ''.. and shut the door...
I got a peep-hole for my front door - saves lots of aggravation (-:
 
I told him the truth, just not all of it. I said that if we moved in with him, I could not get Medicaid, which pays my cancer treatment bills that are not covered by Medicare. That is true. In fact, an inspector general came to my house last week just to make sure my husband is not living here. Real nice guy, but I wouldn't let him in because he wasn't wearing a mask. I did talk to him though, from over 6' away, wearing an N95 mask.

The rest of the truth is that moving back in with him would be a very last resort. But I cannot pay the 20% Medicare doesn't pay, so that didn't come into it. Cancer-related medical bills are huge.

My husband gets social security only, and he doesn't financially support me at all. We have lived apart for 1.5 years.

He asked me three times in 5 minutes why we couldn't move in with him. I gave him the same reply. Otherwise, he took it matter of factly. No drama.
You are showing both courage and wisdom. Do what is best for YOU!
 
Yesterday DH & I went for our 2nd Covid booster. It was a warm day, mid 90s, and hubby had a couple of errands to run afterwards while I stayed home and took care of a few household chores. When he got home he went outside and watered the tomato plants. We wanted to be all set for a couple of do-nothing days, just in case the vax hit one or both of us hard the day after the vax.

A little before 7 pm last night, DH is puttering in the kitchen and I hear this crash and splat. I yell to him, "Are you OK?" He says he's fine, that he stumbled over his own flip-flop. Less than two minutes later, another crash and splat. I go in to investigate. He's lying on the floor, white as a sheet, clammy and sweating profusely despite the AC. Turns out he'd passed out both times.

Scared the you-know-what out of me. I wanted to call 911 but he insisted that I didn't. After a full 5 minutes I let him get up and sit in a chair.
Called our DIL who is an OT. (If I'd called our medical group they'd have instructed me to call 911 and I already knew where DH stood on that.)

DIL had me take his BP. 93/59. Eek. Following her instructions I fed him gatorade and saltines, had him lie down on the couch with his feet elevated, checked his O2 (95) and did frequent BP checks. He normally takes BP meds but she advised he skip them that night. So far this morning he's doing better.

It was hardly the uneventful evening I'd expected. Really scared me. Probably the heat and some dehydration combined with the shot for a perfect storm.
 
Gas prices have dropped here in my area for today so I am off out to fill up.
Other areas are even lower but I don't drive too much for now so will stay local.
Back up again tomorrow......finding all this up down pricing a bit of a mystery:unsure:

Hoping I can manage to handle the pump etc with this thumbless wonder right hand.
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Doug Ford worked his magic to drop gasoline prices for the next few months .. wheeee!
https://news.ontario.ca/en/release/1002172/ontario-government-providing-more-relief-at-the-pumps
 
I've just spent the last 2 hours putting the top coat of gloss on all the upstairs doors. I was just getting to the end of the last door and frame when my back started playing up, so I just made it by the skin of my teeth to finish it all... I didn't want to leave it today, I wanted it all finished and done with...thank goodness it's done..
 
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