Dewey Decimating

The colonoscopy is finished.  I had the nurses laughing about my romantic bowel prep by candlelight and keeping the prep solution cold by putting it on the deck since there was no refrigeration.  The doctor says the results look good.  He removed 5 polyps, but none were malignant.  He said two might be precancerous, but now they're gone, so no problem.  Next colonoscopy scheduled for three years vice six.
   

 I'm doing my bowel prep for the colonoscopy tomorrow.  Unfortunately, the power is still out, so I'm prepping by candlelight.  How romantic is that!  The house temp is still hovering around 60, but a cold wave is supposed to come through tomorrow.  If we don't have power by then, I guess we'll have to take the boys somewhere for the night.  I'll cross that bridge when I need to; at the moment I have other concerns.

  We've added a new member to our family.  We've got a new kitten.  His mother was a stray who showed up at my manager's house one day and had her litter in a closet two days later.  Six kittens in all.  I took the only black one.  I've always wanted a black cat and now is the time.  The dogs are not so sure though.  I think it will be a slow process, but Nemo (the new baby's name) is young and should adapt.  I'm letting each dog spend some together time with Nemo separately, so as not to overwhelm him.  There has been much howling from the dog cage at night, something I have never heard them do before.  Whenever Nemo cries, the dogs howl, although Roger tells me that they only do it when I'm home.  He has been spending about 10 minutes every hour with Nemo during the day while I'm at work, and he says the dogs don't seem to care.  So I guess it must have something to do with me.

 I thought I was going to be off from Saturday through Tuesday next week.  Just checked and I'm off on Friday, too.  5 days, yay!

 Two more days and then a week's vacation.  I have a whole list of things I'd like to get accomplished during my week off.  Bet I only get one or two done.

Today my seventh grandchild was born.  Madison Alayna Crouch weighed in at 6'14" and 20 inches long.  Mother and daughter are fine.

This is the slowest day I think I've ever had at the library.  It must be the weather.  40 more minutes to go and Roger just called to let me know that one of our air conditioners doesn't seem to be working.  Not much I can do from here!

 Have to be at the courthouse by 8:00 Am tomorrow for my creditor's hearing.  The hearing is scheduled for 8:30, but I want to give myself some leeway in case there's a parking issue.  Hopefully no one will show except my attorney, and then we can be approved and get out.  I took the whole day off work so I might have a bunch of free time with Roger tomorrow.

 We spent the evening at the hospital after we left the attorney's office.  Dwight was still breathing on his own, but his pulseox was down to 40, not a good sign.  We left about 12:30 and got home around 1.  We got a call at 5 AM saying that he had passed away.  We knew it was coming, but it was still a jolt.  The worse thing was when we found out what had happened.  It wasn't his COPD or a concussion that killed him, but a freak accident.  It appears that, according to the doctor, that he had gotten ill and vomited at some point around midnight Friday, but instead of expelling the vomit, he aspirated it.  Because it was so corrosive, the vomit apparently destroyed one lung outright and damaged the other beyond recovery.  The really sad part is that he was finally starting to come out of the slump he wnet into after Teri died.  We were getting him into an assisted living facility, and had got him some new clothes.  He was pretty excited about the coming changes, and then this freak accident took him.  It's so sad.  The last year or so was really rough for him, and he was looking forward to better times.  :>(