Wednesday?

My sister made it through her surgery with flying colors yesterday. I got to go up and see here with her husband, son and son's girlfriend. It was nice except for the part where everyone else was walking a hundred miles an hour and I was only walking one. I had to ask a couple of times for them to slow down so I could keep up. Any way she looked good and is expected to come home today. Yeah.............. I can already tell it's going to be a fun rest of my visit with her. Her patience are all in the hospital. I'm not sure how much of a pain in the proverbial butt she was in there but if I know her they will be glad she's going home today. (and Audrey if you see this I love you but you can be very hard to live with)

John has been great and it was wonderful to see my nephew yesterday. They (him and his girlfriend) booked it out of here early today, I think to get gone before my sister came home. I, on the other hand am a captive audience to her and am basically here to fetch for her while she's recuperating. I don't mind really because if I needed her she would be Johnny on the spot for me as well. I may not want her hovering around me but she would be there.

I smoked my last cigarette last night and today I finding myself wanting nothing better than to go out and get a pack. I have been trying to quit again (for the 4th time in as many years) and this time since I'm here and my sister really frowns on smoking maybe I'll actually have a chance of doing it for more than 6 months. That's how long I lasted the last time before I started up again. I know my doctor would love it if I could stop and never do it again but once you've been smoking for as long as I have (42 years) it's very, very ,very hard to stop completely. I don't know what to do with my hands. I've tried to crochet and knit but then when I put it down I want to put a butt in it. I have to smoke outside here and was trying to do it outside at home as well as TJ hates the way the house smells when I do it inside. Of course I spray the house down with fabric refresher and air freshener after I smoke in the house but it never completely gets rid of the smell.

I forgot to bring my med's down with me this morning so my morning med's that I usually take with my first cup of coffee didn't get in me till after 11am. I guess that's why now I'm shaky. I can't take my afternoon med's now till about 4pm and I'll have to wait tile 9 to take my night med's. I don't like having to bring the box down with me every day because, lets face it, I'm not a morning person anymore. I don't function at all till I've had at least one cup of coffee and some days not till I've had 2 or more. Oh and by the way I'm not talking about the regular size cup, I'm talking about a up that's the size (or larger) a grande at your local Starbucks or Dunkun' (depending on where your from) I have to have something big because I don't like taking 2 swallows and having to refill the cup. The less up and down I do the better.

I think I have this stair thing worked out now. I only did the stairs (that is up and down) 3 times yesterday. Today I've done the down twice but up once. I'm hoping that I have everything down here now that I need for the rest of the day so I don't have to go back up till it's time for bed.

I haven't figured out the alarm clock yet though. It's been 2 nights now that I though I had it set but in the morning it didn't go off. I have no idea what I'm doing wrong. Last night I figured I'd use my phone as an alarm clock, since there are plenty of ring tones that drive me nuts but guess what?....................... You guessed it I left it downstairs. At least John heard it go off. I'm not sure what he thought of it but when I did finally drag my butt out of bed this morning (only an hour after I WANTED to get up) he told me it went off an hour ago. I've only asked him every night to get me up when he gets up but he doesn't. I did however get him up on Monday morning when he overslept for work. I guess turnabout isn't fair play. I think he figures I need the beauty sleep and judging by the way I look in the mirror maybe I do. Maybe I'll go and take a nap. Lord knows I'm sleepy enough despite the fact I took something that's supposed to keep me awake about an hour ago. Go figure.