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I'm not managing my time very well this week so far. When I'm off from work I'm either at the damn gym or reading. Heather has me addicted to a young adult fiction series called Sweep (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0141310472/ref=pd_sim_books_5/002-6720894-7358432?v=glance&s=books). I'm on book 4 already. I'm eating them up like candy. I've never been this addicted to a book before, as in not wanting to go to bed at a reasonable hour because I want to get just one more chapter in. I've hardly been online ever. Hence why I'm posting at work.
Long story short I had a great weekend. I took some pretty pictures of the Chicago thing, hopefully I'll have them up tonight. Although, my parents dropped in for a suprise visit (and using my high speed internet to download music, of course) over the weekend and tore me a new one for having such a chaotic room. I think I'm going to work on that. I'm running out of clean clothes anyway.
I got a flu shot today. My employer gives them out for free. And gives us cookies. Who knows if I'm getting the strain that will be going around and if it'll protect me from anything. This morning the clinic had a public flu clinic downstairs. I've never seen it so crowded. I walked in and looked around, wondering if there was some disaster relief going on. Everyone is desperate to get their shot, since supplies are so low this year.

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I'm not managing my time very well this week so far. When I'm off from work I'm either at the damn gym or reading. Heather has me addicted to a young adult fiction series called Sweep (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0141310472/ref=pd_sim_books_5/002-6720894-7358432?v=glance&s=books). I'm on book 4 already. I'm eating them up like candy. I've never been this addicted to a book before, as in not wanting to go to bed at a reasonable hour because I want to get just one more chapter in. I've hardly been online ever. Hence why I'm posting at work.
Long story short I had a great weekend. I took some pretty pictures of the Chicago thing, hopefully I'll have them up tonight. Although, my parents dropped in for a suprise visit (and using my high speed internet to download music, of course) over the weekend and tore me a new one for having such a chaotic room. I think I'm going to work on that. I'm running out of clean clothes anyway.
I got a flu shot today. My employer gives them out for free. And gives us cookies. Who knows if I'm getting the strain that will be going around and if it'll protect me from anything. This morning the clinic had a public flu clinic downstairs. I've never seen it so crowded. I walked in and looked around, wondering if there was some disaster relief going on. Everyone is desperate to get their shot, since supplies are so low this year.

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My Grandfather is home from the hospital. He was discharged Friday afternoon. Dad and I were there with Grandma getting him settled in. I had a nice time helping him eat his dinner and watching the debates. I pulled into their driveway and was greeted by a Bush/Cheney sign!! wtf?
He's home with hospice care, which is really nice because they provided a hospital bed and all the things he's going to need to safely get around the house, along with 24 hour standby nursing staff.
His knee is fine, bending like it should and not hurting anymore. I guess the surgery was a success then. In the process he's been in rehab and hospitals for 2 months, caught pneumonia, almost died and has major heart problems, but darnitall, his knee isn't bothering him anymore so he can walk again. It's only a matter of time before his heart fails, and since he has a do-not-resuscitate order, he'll be gone. I don't know how I feel about losing him. Now that I think of it, I've never been close to him. We're two very different people. He's always been a very quiet presence in my life, always supporting me by coming to my stupid high school musicals and graduation. He always smiled and bid us goodbye after a visit with 'Hurry Back!' I loved seeing him and Grandma every Sunday for our weekly Packer game family gathering. Grandpa seems happy to be home. We all are grateful for that. After all this time, he's finally home.

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My Grandfather is home from the hospital. He was discharged Friday afternoon. Dad and I were there with Grandma getting him settled in. I had a nice time helping him eat his dinner and watching the debates. I pulled into their driveway and was greeted by a Bush/Cheney sign!! wtf?
He's home with hospice care, which is really nice because they provided a hospital bed and all the things he's going to need to safely get around the house, along with 24 hour standby nursing staff.
His knee is fine, bending like it should and not hurting anymore. I guess the surgery was a success then. In the process he's been in rehab and hospitals for 2 months, caught pneumonia, almost died and has major heart problems, but darnitall, his knee isn't bothering him anymore so he can walk again. It's only a matter of time before his heart fails, and since he has a do-not-resuscitate order, he'll be gone. I don't know how I feel about losing him. Now that I think of it, I've never been close to him. We're two very different people. He's always been a very quiet presence in my life, always supporting me by coming to my stupid high school musicals and graduation. He always smiled and bid us goodbye after a visit with 'Hurry Back!' I loved seeing him and Grandma every Sunday for our weekly Packer game family gathering. Grandpa seems happy to be home. We all are grateful for that. After all this time, he's finally home.