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Thursday, April 5, 2007

more on today


Another couple of Larries for our enjoyment and my support. Thanks to Mike and Gayla from Victoria.

No I'm not declaring that I was a moron today, just that I have more info on the day's activities, since the day is drawing to a close.

Had a really good sleep so was feeling pretty good after blogging and breakie and shower etc I took a walk around. I had cleverly taken painkillers in advance but it was still slow going and I was trying real hard to maintain a standard gait but looked more like I had pants around my feet shuffle. Anyway forced myself to complete one lap, Took the opportunity to pass out chocies to clusters of staff at the same time. That was fun. It was all..."for us?"... "oh no we couldn't" ....(sound of Hoover) and Gone!

Had a nap then got dragged to xray for my twice weekly chest xray then got back and bluey joined the fun for lunch and the afternnoon. Where I had a two hour nap! I guess I needed it. then bluey strapped on some new shoes to give more support and as we were off for another lap. Gait was worse then this morning. Guess it is one good gait a day for a bit. Annie offered to have girls night in to keep bluey company tonight and I think that is so nice. so bluey left after dinner was served here to beat traffic back to meet Anne. Have fun!

Still in the range of 37.1 to 37.6 today. blood pressure a bit better counts all good. I had a weekly iv infustion that I will get every friday even as an out patient. Pain is less today except when I walk but my use of painkillers is definitely down.

more later
chris

4 comments:

Bluey said...
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Bluey said...

Mike and Gayla look so cute!

I refer you to the comment on 'Roids' earlier. Did you read it?

You didn't mention about tomorrow's daypass, and the loving woman bringing you home from the hospital! So looking forward to having you here!

Love, love love,
JC

Leisha said...

I heard that you get released for today!! Yay freedom!!!

Love Alicia

Dr. John said...

family history. does it matter? i find it interesting, and i bet a lot of Chris's friends don't know some of this. so, for amusement, a digression into some of the history that shaped the fellow who always has an amusing and insightful take on hospital life and coping with illness.

Chris's father: Harley Olin. had three sisters: june estelle and joy belle (twins). my mother, Virginia Dare (only one still here at age 86 with Alzheimers, so partly here).

their parents: Ruby Katherine Olin Shouse. Olin was a bum from South Dakota who married Ruby in Ft. Sill Oklahoma. He abandoned the family when Harley was a baby...about 1925. Shouse was a second husband who must have been worthless, also. No knowledge about him at all.

Ruby, our mutual grandmother, was a Southern Baptist. She, with her young kids and no husband, lived with her mother and father mostly. They were Georgia Belle Shaffer and William Judson Shaffer. Our great grands. They lived all over Texas mostly. William was a grocer/butcher/storekeeper who moved from town to town. Our gmother, Ruby, was born in Rice Texas. They got pretty far west in Texas, near the Pecos River about 1930. McCamey, in case anyone is interested.

Then, they wound up in Blackwell Oklahoma for a while, and then to Tulsa, which was an oil boomtown in the 20's and 30's. William died about 1935 of old age. Georgia Belle died in 1959 at age 93 after being bedridden for a few years. I remember her at Grandma's house, but mainly because she was so old, etc. Sometime, about 1955 or 57 Uncle Butch came to Tulsa from Calgary with our cousins, Chris and Rick! The first time we met. We were all so young.

I didn't know Uncle Butch at all, but it was pretty exotic to think we had a Canadian uncle and cousins. very cool for the north side of Tulsa, Oklahoma.

then, when we (my twin brother, Jim) were 13 we drove to Calgary for the stampede with Aunt June, Grandma, and Uncle Ray. I remember the chuckwagon races, the butts of two blonde girls with cowboy hats (teenage hormones), Mrs. Parrish's house (Chris's other grandma, a very cool lady), and flannel sheets in July! in Oklahoma in July you sleep in shorts, with the windows open, so we knew were in a "foreign" country.

ah well, the modern history, is not quite so interesting to me as thinking about the family in the 20's and 30's doing their thing to make a living in hard times, and now here we are in San Fran, Tacoma, Seattle, Victoria, Calgary, Grand Prairie, and Australia. we were shaped some way by all that...by the Olin grandfather we never knew who left his small children, by Shaffer and Georgia Belle who came to Texas from Mississippi after the civil war, by Tulsa and Uncle Harley's journey that took him from there to Alberta to meet a Canadian girl, Aunt Jean, and start a family.

Hope this wasn't too boring. All those folks lived and died and we're the outcome. I like to think there is a meaning to family and friend connections and we never quite get to see the big pattern in all of it, but all that history is distilled and in us. I'm sure Ruby, in the version of heaven her Southern Baptist faith believed in, is praying like crazy for all us.

Get well, Chris. I need to inflict further family history on you and find out what you've learned about family geneology.