Z, hope your Mom recovers fine... Remember my reason that I can't even smell Shrimp, Lobster and Crab without almost hurling?
Yeah, food poisoning sucks!
Thanks. My brother and I are still feeling blech from it too. Didn't get nearly as sick as Mom did. Thus far she's kept her medicine down and kept down the toast and milk I got her. That was all she wanted to eat/drink (aside from water). She canceled her appointment for tomorrow so I'll have to get her rescheduled or swap appointments or something. She said she felt like she'd feel to cruddy to make it to the truck to go to the appointment. I have one on wednesday to follow up on my shoulder progress.
Ruby used to get a lot of stuff from Craig's List but since we moved to Alabama, it's Facebook Market Place. The mirror on the dresser she found in California. It was in a shed and a little rough but we saw the value immediately and bought it. Ruby refinished it and I mounted it on an existing dresser using 1/2" electric conduit and galvanized clamps on the back. It has held up very well even during the 2,400 mile move from California to Alabama.
That is a Hope Chest and it does open. Ruby stores memorabilia in it like her cheerleading outfit, our kids baby stuff, etc. but you could put blankets and spare pillows in there. Normally, I think people would put a hope chest at the foot of their bed but we don't have room enough to do that.
Food poisoning happens occasionally but if it is a regular occurrence then something needs to be done. Your mom probably isn't going to want fish for a while. I hope she feels better soon but she needs to be careful at her age.
I never would have known that the mirror didn't come with that dresser. Ruby did a fantastic job of fixing it up & getting it to match!
Ah, ok, so the chest is what my mother calls a "blanket chest". It is very nice looking. Mom has a big trunk at the foot of her bed but its so piled up with boxes in her room that you can't see it. Once I get feeling better I need to do some major cleanup and clearing out of stuff. Spicoli keeps reminding me how unhealthy the house is and I keep procrastinating.
I got the new air fryer in place-- had to bump the fridge over more. I have to leave it unplugged because I can't seem to find an off switch for it just yet and it has all sorts of stuff on a display when it is plugged in. I still need to organize more since I had to move things out of the way. Right now I'm feeling exhausted from lack of sleep and being sick from the food poisoning. I'm glad I didn't get hit as hard by it, but I hate seeing my mom feeling so awful.
I went into town to get mom's prescriptions for nausea and some antibiotics. They said her white blood cell count was elevated. The notes on the paper mentioned "kidney injury" or something. But they didn't say anything to either of us about it. I was supposed to get my baker's rack back from jacka** but he ended up saying he was out of town and then complained that I haven't tried to talk to him in years and now I'm suddenly talking to him again. Like, the dude didn't try to talk to me for years and whenever I was over to see his gf he would ignore me and play video games. I told him it goes both ways & I'm not going to feel guilty when I've actually made more effort to communicate with him than he has with me. But he's a narcissist and likes to play those sorts of games. Fortunately, I saw it coming and will not fall for any bs.
Meanwhile, I've been making image collages and playing with graphics in my boredom.
On the washable filters, we got them before and they were awful. Since it is humid here and rains a lot, there was no good place to get them to dry and there was no filter while it was drying. Need to have 2 that can be swapped out or something in order for it to work, but the filters I got were not easy to clean. So, I get the disposable kind. I do wish I could figure out some use for the metal stuff inside them, but I can't just keep a bunch of dirty filters around hoping to use the metal someday. Reminds me I probably need to change the hallway filter again.