Sunday, September 29th was a full day. It seems that Claude's car was in the shop so he and I had to share my car. This meant Claude and I picked up Papa and took him to Georgetown. Then Claude hurried to Owingsville. The Gibson's were kind enough to take Papa home after he taught his Primary class. I stayed in Georgetown and covered the bases there for Church and then just waited until Claude could get back from Owingsville to pick me up.
I had material to read and settled into the Primary room to read quietly till Claude got there. Little Ahna Rocabado came to the Primary room. It seems her mom was meeting with the Bishop and she was supposed to be in the foyer down the hall with a teenager that was there to watch Ahna and her brother and sister. He came to find Ahna and I told him it was fine, that she could sit with me while I waited for Claude. Ahna just turned 4 years old. She knows me well because I visited their home each month as her mother's visiting teacher. She curled up on my lap and we opened my Kindle and looked at pictures. It was fascinating that she knew exactly how to move the pictures and go back to the beginning to pick another file of pictures. I'm blown away by how these kids just know how to use these electronic tools that I have to work to learn how to use. It was delightful having her look and pictures and ask questions and begin learning the names of my grandmonsters.
Claude called when he got to the Church and told me which door he was parked at. Ahna and I closed up the Kindle and I walked her back to where the young man would be sure she was okay until her mom finished. By that time he had her brother asleep on the sofa. I assured him he was doing a grand job.
Then Claude and I headed to the Georgetown-Scott County Museum. The Museum has a new exhibit on Native American Artifacts and the opening reception was that afternoon. Claude is on the Board of Directors for the Museum. So we made an appearance and enjoyed looking at the displays. The new museum director took our picture and it was in the Georgetown newspaper.
Then Claude and I were off to Louisville. We had tickets for a one night only performance by Vince Gill. We both love Vince Gill and have never seen him in concert.
Vince Gill had a female opening act. She performed well and it was enjoyable. Then there was a break and Vince Gill and his band came on stage.
Once he was on stage he sang and talked the entire time, no intermission. Loved the stories and how they fit with the songs he has written. Learned so many fun things. Claude was sure he was wearing bedroom slippers with no socks. I'm not sure but what Claude was right. He was grand to listen to and to sing along with. However, the feel for this concern was different from others we have gone to. It wasn't until the very end that he encouraged us to clap along. That was okay. The other thing was no one ever stood up in front of us to just dance by their seat as he sang. It seemed like a more reserved crowd. We totally enjoyed ourselves and would go again in a heartbeat.
Then it was a long drive home. A full day and a good day, even with only one car.
Friday, November 1, 2013
Primary Can Be Fun...
I have taken a break from Blogging for a bit. I'll try and do some as time permits to catch up and to keep up.
This quick Blog entry has to do with last Sunday's Primary music time during sharing time.
Primary is the auxilliary for children 18 months through 11 years of age. Our Primary has about 60 kids in it. We have Junior Primary for kids 3 years through 6 turning 7 years and Senior Primary for kids 7 years through 11 turning 12 years old. Each one of these groups meets separately and our chorister does a 20 minute singing time as a part of the sharing time for each group. The first part of the year they spent each month diligently learning the songs they needed to sing in their sacrament meeting program. These last few months of the year Amber, our chorister, has picked a theme and worked on songs that the kids already know that follow that theme. This month the theme has been missionary work.
Last week Amber had the cutest method of involving the kids in singing. She came to the front of the Primary room covered in dots. The red, yellow, green and blue little dots you might put on something for a yard sale. Amber had them all over her face and shirt, front and back. She told the kids she has 'musical measles'. She feigned illness and said it was very contagious. The thing the kids had to do was sing really well the song that was selected. While they sang my counselors walked each side of the Primary room and put a dot on each child that sang well. After the song was finished, Amber had the kids take their colored dot stickers and cover their teacher with them. Every now and then after a song was finished, Amber would have the teachers stand so everyone could see how covered they were getting in 'musical measles'.
It was delightful. The children really got into singing and covering their teachers with 'musical measles'. Even Jack, our little Down's Syndrome child, was caught up in collecting measles and covering himself with them. He would stand by Amber and help her lead the song and then grin so big as he placed more stickers on himself. Soon, even the pianist was being covered with sticker. After the kids were finished with music time, Amber pulled out her cell phone and took pictures. The musical adventure was done in Junior and Senior Primary.
Senior Primary kids were missing a teacher to sit with them during sharing time. I volunteered to be their 'teacher' for singing time. It was so fun singing and being covered in stickers. Here are the pictures of me and the kids.
This quick Blog entry has to do with last Sunday's Primary music time during sharing time.
Primary is the auxilliary for children 18 months through 11 years of age. Our Primary has about 60 kids in it. We have Junior Primary for kids 3 years through 6 turning 7 years and Senior Primary for kids 7 years through 11 turning 12 years old. Each one of these groups meets separately and our chorister does a 20 minute singing time as a part of the sharing time for each group. The first part of the year they spent each month diligently learning the songs they needed to sing in their sacrament meeting program. These last few months of the year Amber, our chorister, has picked a theme and worked on songs that the kids already know that follow that theme. This month the theme has been missionary work.
Last week Amber had the cutest method of involving the kids in singing. She came to the front of the Primary room covered in dots. The red, yellow, green and blue little dots you might put on something for a yard sale. Amber had them all over her face and shirt, front and back. She told the kids she has 'musical measles'. She feigned illness and said it was very contagious. The thing the kids had to do was sing really well the song that was selected. While they sang my counselors walked each side of the Primary room and put a dot on each child that sang well. After the song was finished, Amber had the kids take their colored dot stickers and cover their teacher with them. Every now and then after a song was finished, Amber would have the teachers stand so everyone could see how covered they were getting in 'musical measles'.
It was delightful. The children really got into singing and covering their teachers with 'musical measles'. Even Jack, our little Down's Syndrome child, was caught up in collecting measles and covering himself with them. He would stand by Amber and help her lead the song and then grin so big as he placed more stickers on himself. Soon, even the pianist was being covered with sticker. After the kids were finished with music time, Amber pulled out her cell phone and took pictures. The musical adventure was done in Junior and Senior Primary.
Senior Primary kids were missing a teacher to sit with them during sharing time. I volunteered to be their 'teacher' for singing time. It was so fun singing and being covered in stickers. Here are the pictures of me and the kids.
It is moments like this that lift your spirits and make you very happy you have the opportunity to serve with these young people. I have always believed the gospel lessons learned through the Primary songs are what stay with the kids. So happy they are singing and enjoying that learning process.
Sunday, September 22, 2013
I Am a Child of God...
Whew!! It is finished for this year and it went well. Yippee!!
I am president of the Primary in the Georgetown Ward. Every year the Primary children ages 3 - 11 years of age present a program in Sacrament Meeting (worship service) using the things learned in Sharing Time from January through August. Our program was today.
I went to each of the Primary classes last month and asked questions of the children regarding the things they learned each month. Using their answers and the information from the Sharing Times, I created a program. Each child had a speaking part and there were eight songs to be learned and sung during the program. We have spent our two hours of Primary the last two Sunday's in the chapel rehearsing. And, today was the kids big day.
The chapel was full of grandparents, relatives and friends who attended to watch their young one say their part and sing. The kids were dressed in their best clothes for the occasion.
Last week I prepared them by telling them they were to each go to the bathroom prior to the meeting beginning so no one had to leave the stand and go out. Amazingly, of those 60 kids, not one of them left the stand during the meeting.
Another cute moment was Jack Jenkins. Jack is eight years old and has Down's Syndrome and had a speaking part on the program. He was so anxious to say his part that he stood up way early and spoke it with another class. We let him go and felt so happy he wanted to participate. Imagine our amusement when the next class came up and Jack went up with them and repeated his part. Then Jack sat in his seat until it was really his classes turn and then he said his part one more time because, as we all know, 'third time's a charm'.
Another precious moment for me was Weston Fairbanks who is four years old. Weston is just so shy and timid about being in front. We had not gotten him to say his part verbally. He stood at the microphone when we practiced and just couldn't get the words out. His dad plays the piano for Primary and tried to help him but the words were not coming. Today, Michele Hale, my first counselor, walked him to the podium and Amy Coyne, my second counselor, helped him. I had talked with Weston after our Primary practice last Sunday and told him he was my friend and it would be just fine if, when it was his turn to say his part, he just looked at me instead of all those people and said his part to me. I would be sitting on the front row of the congregation and he could talk right to me. Bless his little heart, he did look at me and started to speak and that little lower lip started to quiver. He kept on going and Amy worked with him and Weston said every word. I was so proud of him and wanted to shout to the world, "Do you know all the valuable learning that has happened in these few minutes?" Such a neat thing for him and his family.
One month our Sharing Time was about families. The class I had cover this had a child, Hannah Grieving, who is adopted. She is Chinese. She has a older brother her parents also adopted from Africa. Her part was talking about her family being like any other family. She mentioned that she and her brother were just like any other family and he teased her just like other brothers teased their sisters. The congregation laughed at that bit of reality. Then with perfect comedic timing Hannah added, "But I know he still loves me." Then it was a full laugh for the congregation.
The kids sang all eight songs beautifully. They were just wonderful. And we finished with the Bishop bearing his testimony of each of us being Children of Heavenly Father and having a special role to play in this life.
After Primary we tried to get back to our normal Sunday routine in Primary. This was a little skewed with having not been in our Primary room for two weeks. But we made it through just fine.
The stake Primary presidency came to Junior Primary and thanked the kids for such a fine job with their program. Then they gave each of the kids a marshmallow treat for a snack. Each Sunday we practiced we had provided a little candy treat at the end of each rehearsal. I had been adamant that part of reverence in Heavenly Father's house is to not leave trash on the floor. We had special trash bags to collect all trash before anyone left the chapel. Today as the kids opened their marshmallow treats I asked them what Sis. Christensen wanted to be sure and do. In unison with that mocking voice kids do sooooo well they said, "Put the trash in the trash can." Yeah!! A point is being made and a little lesson is slowing being learned.
Now, the regular Sharing Time lesson was given in Junior and Senior Primary today. But I had ask Amber Marcum, our chorister, to have fun songs for the kids today. They had concentrated so hard on the eight songs for the progam that is seemed a little relaxed fun was in order today. One of the things Amber told the kids last Sunday to get them to sing really well today was a challenge. She was going to have someone in the back of the chapel with a bag of marshmallows during their actual program. If the kids sang really well, this person would take a marshmallow and put it in a container. The kids were to aim to get a marshmallow for each song they sang in the container. These marshmallows were then to be placed in Sean Marcum's mouth one at a time during their singing time. Sean is Amber's husband and is also the counselor in the Bishopric with responsibility to help Primary. Bless his heart he was there for Junior and then again in Senior Primary to play out Amber's challenge. They sang well enough there were eight marshmallows in the container. Sean would put a marshmallow (standard size) in his mouth and then say something like 'bubble bunny' after each marshmallow was inserted. The kids were so happy and laughing and cheering him on. It may not have been our most reverent moment but it was sure a lot of fun. Sean was a great sport and the kids received a great reward of a marshmallow each after he finished. He got seven marshmallows in for Junior Primary and eight marshmallows in for Senior Primary. Such fun.
It was a fun day. I was so proud of the Primary children, the teachers who work with them, our great music people and my counselors. They each just stepped up and did their part. It was all a lot of work but it was a very memorable day and one these kids and their parents can rightfully be proud of and happy about.
I am a Child of God. I am grateful for that knowledge and for the direction it gives me in living a good, full, productive live.
I am president of the Primary in the Georgetown Ward. Every year the Primary children ages 3 - 11 years of age present a program in Sacrament Meeting (worship service) using the things learned in Sharing Time from January through August. Our program was today.
I went to each of the Primary classes last month and asked questions of the children regarding the things they learned each month. Using their answers and the information from the Sharing Times, I created a program. Each child had a speaking part and there were eight songs to be learned and sung during the program. We have spent our two hours of Primary the last two Sunday's in the chapel rehearsing. And, today was the kids big day.
Last week I prepared them by telling them they were to each go to the bathroom prior to the meeting beginning so no one had to leave the stand and go out. Amazingly, of those 60 kids, not one of them left the stand during the meeting.
Another cute moment was Jack Jenkins. Jack is eight years old and has Down's Syndrome and had a speaking part on the program. He was so anxious to say his part that he stood up way early and spoke it with another class. We let him go and felt so happy he wanted to participate. Imagine our amusement when the next class came up and Jack went up with them and repeated his part. Then Jack sat in his seat until it was really his classes turn and then he said his part one more time because, as we all know, 'third time's a charm'.
Another precious moment for me was Weston Fairbanks who is four years old. Weston is just so shy and timid about being in front. We had not gotten him to say his part verbally. He stood at the microphone when we practiced and just couldn't get the words out. His dad plays the piano for Primary and tried to help him but the words were not coming. Today, Michele Hale, my first counselor, walked him to the podium and Amy Coyne, my second counselor, helped him. I had talked with Weston after our Primary practice last Sunday and told him he was my friend and it would be just fine if, when it was his turn to say his part, he just looked at me instead of all those people and said his part to me. I would be sitting on the front row of the congregation and he could talk right to me. Bless his little heart, he did look at me and started to speak and that little lower lip started to quiver. He kept on going and Amy worked with him and Weston said every word. I was so proud of him and wanted to shout to the world, "Do you know all the valuable learning that has happened in these few minutes?" Such a neat thing for him and his family.
One month our Sharing Time was about families. The class I had cover this had a child, Hannah Grieving, who is adopted. She is Chinese. She has a older brother her parents also adopted from Africa. Her part was talking about her family being like any other family. She mentioned that she and her brother were just like any other family and he teased her just like other brothers teased their sisters. The congregation laughed at that bit of reality. Then with perfect comedic timing Hannah added, "But I know he still loves me." Then it was a full laugh for the congregation.
The kids sang all eight songs beautifully. They were just wonderful. And we finished with the Bishop bearing his testimony of each of us being Children of Heavenly Father and having a special role to play in this life.
After Primary we tried to get back to our normal Sunday routine in Primary. This was a little skewed with having not been in our Primary room for two weeks. But we made it through just fine.
The stake Primary presidency came to Junior Primary and thanked the kids for such a fine job with their program. Then they gave each of the kids a marshmallow treat for a snack. Each Sunday we practiced we had provided a little candy treat at the end of each rehearsal. I had been adamant that part of reverence in Heavenly Father's house is to not leave trash on the floor. We had special trash bags to collect all trash before anyone left the chapel. Today as the kids opened their marshmallow treats I asked them what Sis. Christensen wanted to be sure and do. In unison with that mocking voice kids do sooooo well they said, "Put the trash in the trash can." Yeah!! A point is being made and a little lesson is slowing being learned.
Now, the regular Sharing Time lesson was given in Junior and Senior Primary today. But I had ask Amber Marcum, our chorister, to have fun songs for the kids today. They had concentrated so hard on the eight songs for the progam that is seemed a little relaxed fun was in order today. One of the things Amber told the kids last Sunday to get them to sing really well today was a challenge. She was going to have someone in the back of the chapel with a bag of marshmallows during their actual program. If the kids sang really well, this person would take a marshmallow and put it in a container. The kids were to aim to get a marshmallow for each song they sang in the container. These marshmallows were then to be placed in Sean Marcum's mouth one at a time during their singing time. Sean is Amber's husband and is also the counselor in the Bishopric with responsibility to help Primary. Bless his heart he was there for Junior and then again in Senior Primary to play out Amber's challenge. They sang well enough there were eight marshmallows in the container. Sean would put a marshmallow (standard size) in his mouth and then say something like 'bubble bunny' after each marshmallow was inserted. The kids were so happy and laughing and cheering him on. It may not have been our most reverent moment but it was sure a lot of fun. Sean was a great sport and the kids received a great reward of a marshmallow each after he finished. He got seven marshmallows in for Junior Primary and eight marshmallows in for Senior Primary. Such fun.
Amber had one of the children leading the kids in the song. She paused long enough to have all the Primary kids learn how to lead 4/4 timing. I was sitting in the back with Amy Coyne as she did this and Amber said as she taught the 4/4 time pattern: Down, Right, Left, Up. Okay, that was fine. Except that on about the third repetition of the pattern Amber started saying, "Down, (and instead of right, left) smack the baby (as her arms went right, left), up." I looked at Amy and we both had a bit of surprise. Then we laughed it off as just part of a Primary day that was a bit out of the ordinary.
It was a fun day. I was so proud of the Primary children, the teachers who work with them, our great music people and my counselors. They each just stepped up and did their part. It was all a lot of work but it was a very memorable day and one these kids and their parents can rightfully be proud of and happy about.
I am a Child of God. I am grateful for that knowledge and for the direction it gives me in living a good, full, productive live.
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Feet...
Once a year Buckner Elementary School in La Grange, Kentucky holds the Buckner Bear Run. This is the annual fund raiser for the PTA. Claude and I have attended each year and to watch Hayden and Bailey run their laps. The last two years Michael has been one of the parent leaders of the kids on one of the fields.
Basically it works like this, the kids get sponsors for the laps they run. A parent is set at each corner of a rectangular field. Each child has a piece of paper with their name on it pinned to the back of their shirt. The kids do warm up exercises with the parent leader. The class is divided into four groups. Each groups is sent to a corner of the rectangular field. The run begins and the kids run outside the four corners of the rectangle. When they return to their starting point, the parent at their starting corners puts a hash mark on the paper on the kids shirt and the kid goes for another lap. When the time is up, the hash marks are counted and the kids sponsors pay accordingly. The length of time the classes runs increases as they get older.
Yesterday Hayden ran on one of the outdoor soccer fields at 10:05am. Michael was the parent leader at the field next to where Hayden ran. Michael would wander over every now and then and watch Hayden run. He even ran a bit with him. Hayden ran 26 laps. He just paced himself and never stopped running the entire time.
Then Claude and I went to the cafeteria and took lunch to Bailey at 11:20 and Hayden at 11:34. We had a bit of a break after lunches when we sat on the benches in the main entry hallway of the school.
At 12:25 we headed to the gym for Bailey's run. Michael was moved inside to lead her group. Bailey also ran the entire time. At one point she and a friend ran several laps holding hands and pausing at the same time to get their hash marks without letting go of each others hands. Bailey ran 30 something laps. Her field was smaller than Hayden's. Her class also had Buddy Bear join them for their class picture after their run.
Now, back to sitting in the long entry hallway after lunch. Claude and I were digitally engaged (he was playing a game on his cell phone and I was reading on my Kindle) when I felt a tickle on my left foot. I kept reading and simply moved my right foot to scratch the top of my left foot. Wrong Move!! It was another yellow jacket and it immediately stung me. I felt that familiar stinging pain and moved the yellow jacket off my foot with my sandal and smashed the yellow jacket into the floor.
I grabbed a wet wipe out of my purse and cleaned the area on my foot really well and left the cool wet wipe on my foot. I had already taken an antihistamine before going out onto the field to watch Hayden and couldn't take anymore. By last night my foot was quite swollen. I woke up twice during the night and slathered my foot in anti-itch medicines. This morning the swelling is down a little but it is still pretty swollen.
This is what I find amazing now that I have been stung 4 times within the last month or so.
I posted on Facebook that I have now proven that 'as we age we become sweeter'. This must be true as, in the nine years we have lived in Kentucky, I have not been stung one time by a bee or wasp or yellow jacket. This year in a short span of time I have been stung four times. One of those was while sitting inside an elementary school. Therefore...I have proven that as we age we become sweeter!!
Basically it works like this, the kids get sponsors for the laps they run. A parent is set at each corner of a rectangular field. Each child has a piece of paper with their name on it pinned to the back of their shirt. The kids do warm up exercises with the parent leader. The class is divided into four groups. Each groups is sent to a corner of the rectangular field. The run begins and the kids run outside the four corners of the rectangle. When they return to their starting point, the parent at their starting corners puts a hash mark on the paper on the kids shirt and the kid goes for another lap. When the time is up, the hash marks are counted and the kids sponsors pay accordingly. The length of time the classes runs increases as they get older.
Yesterday Hayden ran on one of the outdoor soccer fields at 10:05am. Michael was the parent leader at the field next to where Hayden ran. Michael would wander over every now and then and watch Hayden run. He even ran a bit with him. Hayden ran 26 laps. He just paced himself and never stopped running the entire time.
At 12:25 we headed to the gym for Bailey's run. Michael was moved inside to lead her group. Bailey also ran the entire time. At one point she and a friend ran several laps holding hands and pausing at the same time to get their hash marks without letting go of each others hands. Bailey ran 30 something laps. Her field was smaller than Hayden's. Her class also had Buddy Bear join them for their class picture after their run.
I grabbed a wet wipe out of my purse and cleaned the area on my foot really well and left the cool wet wipe on my foot. I had already taken an antihistamine before going out onto the field to watch Hayden and couldn't take anymore. By last night my foot was quite swollen. I woke up twice during the night and slathered my foot in anti-itch medicines. This morning the swelling is down a little but it is still pretty swollen.
- That initial sting is only a prelude to a series of stinging pains that will follow over an extended period of time. This time I was stung about 12:30pm and even as we drove home at 6:30pm last night I was still have running stinging pains running through my foot and up my leg. How can such a tiny insect do that?
- There is nothing more satisfying when you are as swollen as this and it itches so very badly than taking your long finger nails and lightly rubbing over the top of the swollen area. I'm not talking scratching, although that carries its own set of joy. Every single nerve that ever existed in your foot or hand is alive with joy as you gently moved your finger nails over the affected area.
- When you walk or use that swollen foot, you feel the nerves all the way up to your shoulder. You can tell how they each connect and feel each of them. It is not just the foot but all the way up to my shoulder.
I posted on Facebook that I have now proven that 'as we age we become sweeter'. This must be true as, in the nine years we have lived in Kentucky, I have not been stung one time by a bee or wasp or yellow jacket. This year in a short span of time I have been stung four times. One of those was while sitting inside an elementary school. Therefore...I have proven that as we age we become sweeter!!
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
The 'Eyes' Have It...Or Not...
Monday I made a appointment for Papa to have his eyes checked. He keeps complaining that when he reads a few pages he sees double of things. Now that he is virtually home bound unless we take him somewhere, it is more important than ever to be sure he can do comfortably the things he can enjoy in his home. Reading would definitely be one of those things.
I picked Papa up at his apartment at 1:30 and we headed to the eye doctor he has seen twice before while living here in Kentucky, the trusty doctor at Walmart.
After doing his exam and then the doctor doing more exams, it was determined Papa has dry eye and needs to be putting drops in his eyes at minimum three time a day as well as before he reads or uses his eyes for other things. He can actually use them as much as he wants but the minimum is three times a day.
He also had a big change in his left eye and that required ordering a new set of glasses. He opted to use the frames he currently has as he likes them and they are in good shape. The new lenses should be here anywhere from three days to a week. They will call me and I'll take Papa back to get the new lenses put in the old frames.
In addition he still has cataracts. He was told he had these last time but they are not at the point where they will do surgery for them. The doctor didn't really feel that had grown any more than since the last time Papa was seen.
Papa was happy with his diagnosis and that he would get something that might help his eyes. The doctor did give us the names of three eye drop products he prefers for his dry eye condition and we purchased one of those for Papa to try. In addition the doctor gave him a sample.
That is where the 'eyes' have it...now where they don't.
I was out of my home from before 9am until 6:30pm Monday.
It started with my Primary presidency meeting. From there I headed to the church to move our Primary things from the chapel back to the Primary room. We have had a few items there to get through the Primary program practice. The program is this Sunday and we will need them back in the Primary closet on Sunday. I also got Papa's computer tower and took it to be repaired (if possible). It will not turn on most of the time now. I ran several other errands in and out of places. I was back a Papa's at 1:30 and took him to Walmart. We we left Walmart and headed to an interview with a young boy that turned seven. The Primary gives the seven year old children items to prepare for baptism when they turn eight. I needed to visit with this young man and his mom and give him is baptism preparation materials. Then Papa and I headed back to Walmart to pick order his glasses and get his eye drops. I took Papa home and headed back to Sadieville. We had friends who needed dinner brought in. Claude did the cooking and then he and I hopped in the Jeep and headed further out in the country and up a steep gravel lane on a hill to their home to deliver their dinner. Mindy was ready to chat so we sat outside and visited for a good long time. Claude took me home where I rushed to the bathroom for something cold and wet to put over my poor left eye. I had taken an antihistamine but it appeared my left eye didn't care about that medication. By 8pm I lay on the love seat in the living room with my eyes closed. Even that was awful because it felt like I had a bit of sand or gravel under that eyelid and it seemed to be scratching when my eye blinked. I dozed off about 9pm and stayed sleeping as much as I could until 7:30 Tuesday morning.
My eye definitely did NOT have it.
I picked Papa up at his apartment at 1:30 and we headed to the eye doctor he has seen twice before while living here in Kentucky, the trusty doctor at Walmart.
After doing his exam and then the doctor doing more exams, it was determined Papa has dry eye and needs to be putting drops in his eyes at minimum three time a day as well as before he reads or uses his eyes for other things. He can actually use them as much as he wants but the minimum is three times a day.
He also had a big change in his left eye and that required ordering a new set of glasses. He opted to use the frames he currently has as he likes them and they are in good shape. The new lenses should be here anywhere from three days to a week. They will call me and I'll take Papa back to get the new lenses put in the old frames.
In addition he still has cataracts. He was told he had these last time but they are not at the point where they will do surgery for them. The doctor didn't really feel that had grown any more than since the last time Papa was seen.
Papa was happy with his diagnosis and that he would get something that might help his eyes. The doctor did give us the names of three eye drop products he prefers for his dry eye condition and we purchased one of those for Papa to try. In addition the doctor gave him a sample.
That is where the 'eyes' have it...now where they don't.
I was out of my home from before 9am until 6:30pm Monday.
It started with my Primary presidency meeting. From there I headed to the church to move our Primary things from the chapel back to the Primary room. We have had a few items there to get through the Primary program practice. The program is this Sunday and we will need them back in the Primary closet on Sunday. I also got Papa's computer tower and took it to be repaired (if possible). It will not turn on most of the time now. I ran several other errands in and out of places. I was back a Papa's at 1:30 and took him to Walmart. We we left Walmart and headed to an interview with a young boy that turned seven. The Primary gives the seven year old children items to prepare for baptism when they turn eight. I needed to visit with this young man and his mom and give him is baptism preparation materials. Then Papa and I headed back to Walmart to pick order his glasses and get his eye drops. I took Papa home and headed back to Sadieville. We had friends who needed dinner brought in. Claude did the cooking and then he and I hopped in the Jeep and headed further out in the country and up a steep gravel lane on a hill to their home to deliver their dinner. Mindy was ready to chat so we sat outside and visited for a good long time. Claude took me home where I rushed to the bathroom for something cold and wet to put over my poor left eye. I had taken an antihistamine but it appeared my left eye didn't care about that medication. By 8pm I lay on the love seat in the living room with my eyes closed. Even that was awful because it felt like I had a bit of sand or gravel under that eyelid and it seemed to be scratching when my eye blinked. I dozed off about 9pm and stayed sleeping as much as I could until 7:30 Tuesday morning.
My eye definitely did NOT have it.
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