Thursday, April 7, 2016

Frizz and Fuzzy Memory

It's a soon to be sunny morning here in Sutherlin.  I guess because there are so many rivers around here, there is usually a sky of haze or mist in the morning.  If it wasn't for the weatherman I would not have any idea that it is going to be sunny and warm.  I guess we may climb up to ninety degrees today.  Yesterday it was 82, which was record breaking.  I like the warm weather!  But it is so different from anywhere I have lived before.  My hair is a frizz bomb!!!  I straighten it most days to get the frizz out, but it only takes an hour or so for the frizz to come back.  Today the humidity is 79%.  I think I have counted four rivers in the immediate vicinity.  Plus there are lakes and ponds everywhere.  I think I will have to figure out a hairstyle that can handle this...or just continue to go with the frizz!
I am finding life is challenging.  Mel has been in Idaho the last week.  He is coming back today.  I am so glad.  I have missed him so much!!!  But he does have a business to run in Idaho, and though he can do a lot from here, he needs to make contact every so often.  I am so grateful for our son in law who has held it together for him while he is out here.  And I am so grateful for the internet that allows so much to be done from far away.
My days are still a little weird.  I think much of it is because I am living in a tiny trailer.  Actually the trailer isn't too bad.  But we are looking for a house to rent.  It is hard to do.  There is so much competition for good housing.  And the property management places have a real hold on properties.  I have applications in with three different places.  So eventually something should come through.  And then it will probably change here.  Barb is definitely in the last stages of her disease, but we are told it could go for quite a while.  She sleeps most of the time.  But she gathers energy each day to greet us and to talk with my dad.  She stays so positive!  Actually they both do.  I think they count it a blessing to be in their nineties, and they don't complain much.
My dad's hearing is becoming a problem.  He has hearing aids, but they are not enough lately.  And he is getting quite forgetful.  So between the two things we have odd conversations.  Yesterday I was thinking it might be fun for him to play air hockey.  He asked me what I was thinking.  I told him, but he heard "hair cut".  He asked me if I wanted him to get a haircut.  "Yes", I told him, "but I was thinking you might enjoy playing air hockey."  He said, "Haircut?"  I finally spelled it for him, and he seemed to understand.  But a minute later he was asking me again what I was thinking about.  I guess he has lost his ability to retain the short term memories.  Most of the time I can laugh inside about it...knowing it is not his fault.  But sometimes I lose my patience if I am stressed anyway...like when we are driving.  Oh well, here I am complaining, and I am only in my sixties!  I already have trouble with memory, and definitely with hearing.  I can only imagine it will get worse!
That is something I think about a lot here.  How am I prepared for the future?  Not the unknowable stuff, but the aging stuff.  It is inevitable, unless you die of course.  So what am I doing to prepare for the future?  I'll let you know when I have figured it out.  In the meantime I will ponder the question.
So I think the silliness is beginning to set in.  I hope all is well for you out in cyberspace.  Have a very wonderful day!!!  Melody

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