Visits to Healers

Last night was horrible. Mary coughed all night, so neither of us got any sleep. She kept ringing her bells, but when I went in, she said she didn't want anything. She never asked to use the potty, and I was so tired, I was quite relieved. Well, that didn't mean that she didn't have to go! That's the first time I think she's ever really wet the bed like that. I knew I had to get her to the doctor. Her urine stank so bad. Dr R wasn't in but luckily they gave me an appointment with another doctor for a little more than an hour later. I don't know how, but I managed to get Mary to eat something and get dressed and ready and get there only five minutes late. We had to drive my car and it doesn't have the slick seats like hers, so I wasn't able to get her sitting up properly. The poor thing had to ride there and back almost recumbent! My back was killing me so much, it was all I could do to get her in the car at all.

The doctor (who was super cute) was very, very nice. Unfortunately, Mary had some diarrhea when I got her sample from her. It was awful trying to clean her up, let me tell you! They took the sample anyway and said she did have a UTI. The doctor gave me samples of antibiotics and something for her cough, so I didn't have to stop at the pharmacy. Dr R's nurse stopped in to say hi, which I thought was very nice. I've never been especially comfortable around her, so I was surprised. She said her daughter was going to her ex-husband's house, so she was going to spend all day being lazy on the couch with the dog, which she said suited her just fine, but it sounded kind of sad to me. I wonder if she's not from here. Thinking about it now, it makes me realize how difficult it could be for someone who works full-time to meet someone to date, especially if you have a child, but, then, I guess there are always ways if you search for them, like taking the dog for a walk in Cherokee park ;-)

I made it back to the house just in time to meet Bonnie and explain everything and then head over to my massage appointment. (Mary's in there talking to some little girl in her bedroom.) Actually, it was more like body work than a massage. And it was painful! And still is! Denise had said that my body would probably relax in about two hours, but it never did. She also said that hot baths were my best friend. I really wanted to take one tonight, but Mary was very chipper and stayed up till 11:30! I'm supposed to go back next week. I sure hope I feel better tomorrow!

I asked Mom if we could postpone Thanksgiving till Friday since neither Mary nor I feel so well. Luckily, she was agreeable. It's not like we have such set schedules that it really matters.

Man, I feel like someone kicked my butt all over town! Oi! I'm looking forward to baking some pies and rolls tomorrow, so I'd better feel up to it.

Mom was rather depressed today. She said it was the weather. I was depressed because I keep thinking about the guy I liked so much. I'd love to call and offer to bake him a pie or ask him to come over and fix this chair in the kitchen that's broken, but I know that's stupid of me. Not that I can't be friends with him still, but I need to wait a while, I think. I've had several guys "wink" at me on Match.com, but I'm not interested in any of them. I have a list of favorites, but I hate to spend the money to subscribe and I'm too chicken to write to anyone. I always think the guy should make the first move. I think that's how they're hard-wired. My profile has been looked at something like 160 times in the past week. I put in there that I take care of my aunt full-time, so I guess that's scaring the guys off. Oddly enough, I've had several younger guys write. Before they were always too old for my taste.

Well, tomorrow I'm dying my hair, regardless of how I feel!