Monday Colby's day nurse and I took him to the movies. We
saw Despicable Me 2. I think Colby liked it. He didn't cry or fuss at all, but
man, he was loud. Very LOUD during the whole movie. He seemed happy enough,
guess he just needed to make some noise. Luckily there were only about a dozen
other people in the theater.
Tuesday my dad came over to work on the ramp outside the
apartment. We have a ramp, then Dad covered it with wide plywood boards and painted
them with non-skid paint. Those boards have lasted about 3 years I think, but
they were starting to look worn and nasty. Okay, well let me back up. This was
Dad's 2nd attempt to fix the ramp. First time he couldn't get all the screws
out. They were either stripped or just not budging. So this time he brought
some sort of saw and cut the boards, then pulled out the screws, etc. He comes
inside and says the one thing he didn't want to happen happened. The underneath
boards at the end of the ramp were looking bad/rotted. So first we had to
replace those 8 boards. Major bummer. Then he comes in a little later and says
the 2nd thing he didn't want to happen happened. His drill was running low on
charge. Okay, so he was going to be able to work just a little while longer.
Then he comes in and says the 3rd thing he didn't want to happen happened. I'm
cracking up at this point, God love him. He says, "I pulled a
Spongebob." I asked what in the world he meant by that. Then he says,
"I ripped my pants!" Sure enough, he had a split in the back of his
britches. Anyone who follows Spongebob knows there is an entire episode where
Spongebob is on the beach and repeatedly rips his pants to get people to think
he's funny. You know you've watched too much Spongebob when you can somehow tie
in an episode and/or quote to your everyday life! I laughed so hard at him,
couldn't help it. Guess you had to be there, but it was hysterical.
The nurse and I have been practicing using the Hoyer lift to
transfer Colby. Okay, we only used it once, but hey, we DID in fact use it. That
thing is a major pain in the fanny. Especially when you have deep carpet and
rugs like we do. The last couple of days we've been like, screw it, it's 10x
faster and easier to lift and transfer him.
Today we took Colby to his pediatrician here in town for his
6th grade physical and immunization update. I was worried it would be a
disaster. His regular pediatrician is down in his back, so other doctors have
been seeing his patients over the last couple of weeks. I assumed they would be
backed up and way behind. I also assumed the doctor seeing him would be a total
doo-doo head when it came to Colby and his diagnosis. I'm glad to admit I was
wrong about both. Somehow we managed to get there 15 minutes early. They took
us straight back to an exam room, and the doctor was super nice to Colby. Actually,
everyone was super nice to us. Couldn't have asked for a better experience.
Colby had to get 2 shots, which he was not happy about at all! He cried quite a
little bit. Oh my, can't stand to see my sweet boy cry. But once we got him
home in his comfy bed and yep, you guessed it, put on some Spongebob, he's
doing just fine now.
I think I can say we are officially ready for our big yard
sale on Saturday. My mom and stepdad's garage is almost filled to the brim with
all kind of junk, I mean treasures, for people to come purchase. I think I
still have a few items to price. But the signs are made. We have the change
drawer made up. Went and got tables last night for setup. Only thing we need
now is NO RAIN. Pleeeeeeease, rain gods, give us a break on Saturday. You can
pour, storm and rain like crazy all you want, AFTER about 4PM. Colby and I are
going over tomorrow night and also staying Saturday night. No way will I feel
like packing him up and coming home after dealing with a yard sale all day.
That wraps it up for now. Will let you know how the yard
sale goes when I have time. Once again, I am begging, pleading, praying for no rain! I had to make a lot of arrangements and have worked very hard to
have this stinkin' thing. It better happen or else I may just have a small
meltdown. Or a large one. I think I'm about due.
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