Good Morning!!!! 39F @ 4:00AM. Plentiful sunshine. High 68F. ENE winds shifting to WNW at 10 to 15 mph.
Coldest day of the winter season so far down here.
That's a pretty slick clamping setup for your welding table, Paul. Thanks once again for the tips!
Looking into possibly a "LadyBird" deed to try and save her home from probate. Still anxious from the unknowns. I need to try to set up an appointment maybe with an attourney that Don sent me a name.
I'm not a lawyer, Kyle, but years ago a lawyer set up a revolkable trust for my parents that sheltered their estate from probate. I've had one for quite a while, too, but after the move it needed updating. I purchased a subacription from Nolo Press for about fifty bux to do it myself. Very timely considering what I've just gone through with my friend.
now I have to figure out how to get all the mineral/iron water spotting off my car.
The Promaster van had been sitting six months on the dealer's lot before I bought it, and the roof was literally crusty with water spots. I tried all kinds of stuff to get rid of the spots, finally settling on a microfiber towel and white vinegar. Lots of elbow grease, too. Then I saw
this stuff on a pro detailer's YouTube channel and got some to try. Seemed to work just as well as the vinegar, but I haven't given it a real workout yet.
Yesterday was pretty unbelieveable. Friday my friend's nurse got excited about brief bouts of higher blood pressure and rapid heart rate, which resulted in a series of doses of drugs that were supposed to alleviate the problems. Which they did overnight. So Saturday should have been discharge day, but the doctors wanted another 24 hours of observation. OK, fine. So we spent Saturday thinking that discharge would come late in the day. Uh uh. Five o'clock came and went, until finally at around six we got the word that Sunday would be the day. So with all this time to prepare paperwork and get any last minute tests out of the way, I got down there at nine o'clock yesterday expecting to be on our way home by noon. Oh no, they want an electro cardiogram. Waited an hour and a half for that. Then they needed blood work again. More waiting. Then a shot of blood thinner. Why? Especially considering that 24 hours ago we were keeping our fingers crossed that the stent would stop leaking. Then they ordered blood pressure, heart rate and pain perscriptions, Lost another hour, and my friend isn't feeling any pain except in the pocketbook. By now it's four PM and the sun's going down. Finally the discharge orders are issued and the IVs come out, and at four-thirty I get the car and park it at the main entrance. Another fifteen minutes go by while they find someone to push the fully amblitory patient a hundred feet in a wheelchair. So we end up finishing an hour long drive along a twisty section of CA 1 in the dark, letting another driver go first in case a deer, wild hog, or cow should wander onto the road. Don't get me wrong, I'm tremendously grateful for the doctors that literally saved my friend's life. But the administration behind the miracle is nothing short of shameful, and fully to blame for the skyrocketing cost of medical treatment in this country.
Hope everyone's week gets off on the right foot...