Locker clean out day. Last day for kids tomorrow, last day for teachers on Friday. First day for caching Saturday (GET OUT!).
Bought a riding lawnmower from a fellow teacher. It came with 1/2 tank of gas. It took that much to mow the front lawn because parts of it were almost waist high. Used the weed eater last night and got about half of the trimming done before the battery died. Should be able to finish it up tonight, the temperature is supposed to drop out of the 90s for the rest of the week.
Talked to a neighbor the other day. The road we live on now was where I had placed ~50 caches, most of which I thought I had to archive after a land sale surrounding the last 10 miles of the road. Now, I hear that the road won’t be blocked off, just the side roads, so those caches were good…well, I guess I have spots to hide another 50 caches now!
Ok, here’s what’s really on my mind:
My wife is back in Wisconsin with our son. They went back to Marshfield for consultations with his former doctors. His intestinal problems are getting worse and no one out here seemed to want to look into it. Long story, but the doctor that saw him here felt his stomach and pronounced he was good, then told us to feed him more fatty foods (he’s at 1% BMI) and went on her way. No tests, no scans, not even a visit from human services to verify we weren’t starving our kid…something I really thought would happen after we saw how thin he is now.
Marshfield was gobsmacked at the lack of testing they ran out here, drew tons of blood, did scans and decided he hasn’t been in a “normal state” since he was disimpacted in 2009. Much of the treatments they would do normally can’t be done due to his heart arrhythmia, so it is back to old school treatments.
Which, didn’t work. So, she’s on the back to Marshfield doing the next-best treatments through inpatient care for a day or two, and then we hope for the best because the next choice is surgery again, which isn’t good for his heart.
Because of our animals, and expense, I’m staying out here after school is done (with our daughter) and doing my best to comfort my wife from 1700 miles away.
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