A touch of reality

Monday morning FCC received a call from FMIL. She had a "turn" Sunday night, and being nervous about the event, wanted to come down to Runamuk for a visit.

Yesterday morning, FMIL was still feeling poorly and complained about being short of breath. Since FMIL is not a complainer, FCC took her to her doctor. The local nurse practitioner checked her out and on consultation with the doctor, prescribed a puffer.

They had a nice lunch, and came home to Runamuk, but FMIL became tired and unable to walk any distance (bathroom to living room) without being exhausted.

We took her to the hospital in Chocolate Bay, and found out that she had had a heart attack, and due to the improper heart function, her lungs were filling up with fluid.

After a couple of scares, she was stabilized and resting comfortably.

We'll know later just how much damage has been done.

Later, Mushers!

Help in Writing

This year, while doing Christmas with the clan MacThumper, I had received an addition to my office menagerie.

In my office, I have a pooping cow,

a pooping moose,


a pooping reindeer,

and a pooping snowman.

My family must have thought that I needed more company while at work because they gave me two more little friends.

a pooping penguin, and a pooping polar bear.

My cup runneth over!

I may not deal in BS, but I have pretty much any other kind I might need!

Later, Mushers!

Home again, Home again.

We're back again from the southern climes, and already miss balmy -10 to -15C temperatures.

At least we received a warm greeting from the cats. Max was there to greet us,

and Lord Stanley was beside himself with excitement.

It is always good to know that one is missed!

Later, Mushers!