Snow Day

Chalk it up to Farmers Almanac....Right on the money! They predicted Wyatt would be home the last few days in Feb and they were right, He's home and so is Mike. Snowing on and off all day today.

GK went to the Doc today despite the snow. John was here early this morning to pick him up and they got to town early for the apt. The Doc said his levals were "o.k", eight something and as I understood from the recording of the last apt, anything under ten called for a transfussion. Oh well, I'm not the doctor, nor do I play one on a "blog". He goes in next wednesday to make sure he maintains at least the count he has. He takes the dogs in tomorrow and then another doc apt Friday for his Lupron shot. Thats the shot he gets monthly from the urologist. His eyes are still kinda red today and he continues to be kinda squinty, but still doesn't want to go to town about it.
I think it's funny that Google chose to advertise eye supplies here.

Still can't find Grammy's glasses. She must have put them in a VERY safe place. I'm sure they will turn up soon, and in the meantime she continues to wear GK's.
I have been having problems getting her to eat lately. She REALLY likes candy and ice cream, but not much else. Last night I sat almost begging her to eat and didn't get very far. I try to make things she likes, comfort foods, chicken, veggies and biscuits. No go. She tells me she just isn't hungry and she really can't eat a bite. Then I ask if she wants ice cream and it's as though she won the lottery (I didn't give her the ice crean till' later). In other words I think she IS hungry she just doesn't like anything that isn't sweet. I totally know where she's comming from.
I asked her to at least have a little peanut butter on some bread. She agreed but covered the peanut butter in sugar. I got a banana and she dunked that in the sugar bowl. Do you see a patern? So tonight I'm making stew, maybe I will sweeten hers up with some whip cream. You know, dress it up a little.

Um, o.k, I think that may be it for now. Mike is in the mudroom putting borax on fish eggs. Don't ask, I don't know, nor do I want to. Wyatt is still in his underpants watching movies and begging for lunch. Since my show is on soon and I will need them to all leave me the hell alone for an hour I need to go take care of things now.