September 20, 2014

Hurry Up & Wait

If you read this post you know that we have all been waiting in anticipation of my great aunt's arrival. She got into town late afternoon yesterday. As far as we knew she was going to talk to my father today and then do the rounds after that.

As a result Master, my mother, and I have been sitting on pins and needles all day waiting on an update. I bring my mother into this because my great aunt wanted to speak with her separately, after she spoke with my father but before she visited with the rest of the family. But nothing. Eventually my mother contacted my uncle, who put all of this into motion, to see what was going on.

We didn't know it but my uncle had been working since 4am and wouldn't get off of work until 10pm. Poor guy. He hadn't heard from my great aunt either which is understandable since he had been working since four in the morning.

Now we continue to wait. My uncle's best guess was that my great aunt visited my grandfather, her little brother, in the nursing home today and was too overwhelmed to want to do anything else today. I would completely understand that. It is hard on all of us but I have a feeling it is worse for her since that is her younger sibling.

Hopefully tomorrow will bring more news as to what she spoke to my father about as well as what she wants to say to the rest of us. I haven't seen her in a long time. I'm looking forward to it. Her and her daughter are leaving Monday morning so tomorrow is really the only time she would be able to do any of this. Well, unless she decides to extend her stay but I'm honestly hoping that doesn't have to happen.

I'm not exactly nervous about any of this as it is all out of my hands and my great aunt has final say on everything. When I say everything, I mean everything. I guess I would just say that I am anxious. I want it to be done and over with. Not because I want her to go home but because I just want to know what is going on and what the aftermath is going to be. I don't know how much she is going to lay into my father but I have a feeling it's going to be pretty bad. By aftermath I am referring to how my father is going to react to it and how he'll be afterwards.

But since it didn't happen today it's going to make me feel even more anxious tomorrow. Ugh.

September 18, 2014

Missing Pictures

I was out and about today running some errands. Master had stayed home. Almost the minute I got home He asked me where the pictures on my blog were. I was confused at first. He pulled up my blog and showed me that the link to the page where I have pictures of myself had vanished. I honestly hadn't realized since I really only pay attention to the posts I'm making. You would think I would notice something like that though.

I don't know how long it hadn't been there. Master suggested that maybe it was blogger fucking up. *shrugs* I told Him that since I have to do a post today anyway I would look into it.

I just got out of the shower and Master was about to hop in to take His when He reminded me about it. He said He was disappointed when He went to look at it because He wanted to look at some nudie pics of me. I laughed. "Master You have a ton of them on the computer."

"I didn't feel like digging through the computer to get to them."

Honestly, there isn't a lot of digging, but basically He wanted instant gratification. *smirks*

Before I started typing up the post I looked into it. The page of the blog that has my pictures on it still was listed on the pages screen, however the link to it was not on the navigation bar on the blog itself. I have no idea how long it hadn't been showing and I'm not sure why it wasn't showing up.

I then pulled up the URL for that page and added it to the navigation on the blog itself. I tested it and it works just fine. There aren't as many pictures on there as I remembered but then again it has been quite some time since I had looked. Actually I couldn't tell you the last time I looked at it which is fairly obvious since I didn't even realize the page link was missing to begin with. Hm. Well, at least it is working now. I'll have to keep an eye on it and if it happens again I'll contact blogger and see what is going on. I have the blog marked as adult so that shouldn't be an issue.

Hopefully Master will be pleased that it is showing up and working again.

September 16, 2014

Mutt Update

This is an update on our mutt. As you may remember a cat had scratched his eye on August 29th. Well, he had his original vet appointment that I described in the original post which was on August 30th. Then six days later, which was September 5th, we had to take him in for a follow-up. At that point they told us that he no longer needed to wear the "cone of shame" but we had to continue to give him the eye ointment until his next follow-up visit which was ten days later. That vet visit was yesterday.

Since we moved the vet is now a little under a hour away. But that is with good traffic. Otherwise it would be a lot longer. We didn't put his eye ointment in yesterday because we didn't want it to interfere with them checking his eye.

We got there early so they put us in one of the rooms and we waited for the vet to come in. She was on her lunch break but surprisingly walked into the room about ten minutes later, which was still before our actual scheduled appointment time.

As usual they had to bring in another vet because our dog is so happy, hyper, and strong that it's hard to get him to sit still long enough to do what the vet needs to do. I wasn't of much use. But literally one vet was helping Master hold him down while the other vet one checked his eye. The cataract is still there but we already knew that wasn't going away. However, all of the cloudiness is gone from his eye. There is no longer a risk of the eye rupturing or the eye getting infected thank gods.

His vision is a tad bit better. His pupil is dilating as it should be and he is moving his eye in order to follow movement. He is seeing a touch more than shadows and movement. There is really no real way of telling exactly how much he is seeing but at least we know that he is seeing enough. I think that has more to do with the cloudiness being completely gone from his eye honestly. Well that and the additional ten days of healing time.

They did a tear test to make sure that his eye is hydrating itself enough as the eye ointment can cause it to dry out sometimes. That test turned out fine. They told us that we no longer have to do the eye ointment but that now we have to give him eye drops 3 times a day for the next ten days. (There are a lot of tens going on here...)

The eye drops are basically to wash out any eye ointment that may be lingering in there as well as an anti-inflammatory to help with the last stage of the healing process. I do have to say that the eye drops are so much easier than the eye ointment. With the eye ointment you had to hold his eye open long enough to squeeze this gel like substance across his eye. With the eye drops we only have to keep his eye open long enough to put one drop in. It's a much quicker and easier process, which makes everybody happy. That includes the mutt.

The vet did say that we did not have to bring him in for another follow-up. Hooray!

September 14, 2014

Shit Got Real

As of today it's been one full week since we moved. Honestly, things are going more smoothly than we originally anticipated. Tomorrow is our dog's follow-up vet visit. This will be his second follow-up since his eye was scratched. He has been on an eye ointment that has four antibiotics in it since that day. We are hoping that today will be the last day he has to have it. No one enjoys it. The dog hates it, which I don't blame him, and Master and I hate giving it to him.

Since we moved the vet clinic we use is now a little over a hour away. Once the follow-up appointment is done we will be finding a vet down here. But I want him to continue going to this vet until he no longer needs checkups on his eye. Hopefully that will be tomorrow. The reason why Master and I want to wait until afterwards is because they are the vet that started treating him for the scratch and we worried that a different vet taking over before the final follow-up that something would be lost in translation from one vet clinic to another.

Aside from that, some serious shit is about to go down on my father's side of the family. If you've been reading here for a while you already know that my grandfather is in a nursing home and has been since late March/early April. Since then my dad has pretty much been taking care of everything. I thought everything was okay except for a few things that I didn't agree with. But then as time went on I started to notice more and more that I didn't agree with. It's not about how Grandpa is being taken care of. He is very well taken care of at the nursing home he is in.

However the situation with the house was becoming more and more upsetting. But then my uncle, which is my father's brother, starting telling us some things that we didn't know about. Such as my father using some of my grandfather's money to live off of. My father has financial power of attorney. That money is not there for him to spend on anything aside from my grandfather's care.

Last night we found out that basically my uncle had had enough. He called my great aunt. She is my grandfather's older sister. She is six years older than my grandfather but is in pretty good health aside from being almost completely deaf in both ears. She is the eldest in the family. Literally. She is the oldest living relative I have and she is 81.

Anyway, my uncle told her everything. Every tiny detail. He broke down crying and told her everything that he has been wanting to pour out to someone on but knew that none of us could do anything about. Well, my great aunt said, "I want to talk to (insert my father's name here)"

At first I think my uncle misunderstood because he told her that he wasn't with him right now. Well... it's going a bit farther than a phone call. You see my great aunt lives in California. She had said that she was going to stay out of everything until Grandpa had passed. We live in Wisconsin. What is happening is that my great aunt is flying to Oklahoma to pick up her daughter. From there her daughter will be driving her here to Wisconsin.

She is bringing her daughter as back up basically in case my father decides to be incredibly stupid and try yelling at my great aunt. Her daughter will get up in my dad's face without flinching. But before she goes to see my dad she will visit her baby brother, my grandfather.

But like I said, she wasn't going to come to Wisconsin until after my grandfather passed so that she could attend the wake. So you know shit got real if she is coming all the way from California just to talk to my father. She is not happy.

On a good note I'll get to see her. I haven't seen her in a very long time. She will get here Friday. My father doesn't even know she is coming and no one is going to tell him. It's going to be one hell of a surprise.

September 12, 2014

Step By Step

There is a lot going on right now. We are pretty much settled in where we are at. It's actually more cozy than we thought it would be. A bit cramped but nothing that is too unpleasant or annoying. We can work around it.

I went to an oral surgeon today. I need some front teeth pulled. This was my consolation. My mother had referred me to this guy because his "beside manner" is incredible and he is amazing at what he does. I trust my mother, so I of course went. He said that getting those teeth pulled will require cutting into my gums just because of how they are. I pretty much knew that already. But I was also planning on being knocked the hell out. I have had very bad experiences with dentists before that have basically made me terrified of them. That is another reason why I went to this guy. If I hadn't been referred there I would have never gone because I would have known nothing about him.

I can't be knocked out. I was pretty upset when I found that out. Apparently because of my bipolar medication the anesthesia would be highly unpredictable. He did not feel comfortable in putting me under due to the fact that a lot could go wrong. This includes my throat decided to close and completely shut off my air way. I understand that but I was still upset since they are front teeth and I already have that anxiety about dentists.

He advised me to contact my shrink and explain the situation to see if he could recommend something for me to take right before the appointment to basically make it so I won't care what is going on because I'm just that out of it. They will of course still be giving me Novocain locals.

I called my shrink as soon as I got home. After I explained the situation he told me that he will phone in a prescription to a local pharmacist. He told me that I could call his receptionist on Monday and leave the phone number/address with her of the pharmacy I would like it sent to. At least I know that he is willing to do it. I was worried he wouldn't because I haven't seen him in about six months. But he understood the bind we are in and told me that he would like to see me in two months.

Once I have said prescription in hand I can go ahead and make the oral surgery appointment. The dental office said that it wouldn't take long to get me in once I call to set it up. It's normally within a week of the phone call.

The only other thing going on is that on Monday our dog has his follow-up with the vet regarding his eye. We are hoping that this is his last appointment and that he no longer needs to eye ointment. Not only because it's a pain in the ass to give him but because we want to know that he is no longer at risk for infection.

September 10, 2014

Bullshit Train Keeps Rolling

Well, Master and I have been at our new place for a whopping four days now. The bullshit isn't about that. We still have some things to find places for, like our winter jackets and such. Basically things that we don't have an immediate need for. But for being here only four days I would say we have gotten a lot done.

The bullshit train is from my dad and that whole fucked up situation. My grandfather's house had been sold for about four months. Well, as good as sold anyway. The only thing the new people were waiting for was for my dad and uncle to finish cleaning the place up and have the estate sale. The estate sale had been done for a while now. But they then had to move my uncle back into his apartment and do the rest of the cleaning. This is what I mean about my dad procrastinating. Everything takes forever. You would think he would have want it sold, done, and over with as soon as possible since he would then be getting the money from the house being purchased. After all the house is paid off so it is nothing but profit. But oh no, not my dad.

At the last minute yesterday my uncle calls us up and basically said that my dad has been pushing him off for four days about getting the rest of the stuff taken to the dump and so he was wondering if we could come out and help. Well, we had both agreed that if my dad called we would say no but that if my uncle called we would go and help. We were both sore and tired from the move and getting as much as we could get settled. But fine. My uncle asked so off we went. My brother tagged along as well. When we got there my uncle informed us that my dad was coming and that he had one load in the truck already to take it out to the dump. My father hadn't shown up yet so my brother and my uncle took the truck to the dump while Master and I waited for my dad to show up.

What we were originally told was that it was only going to be taking stuff to the dump and then basically keep doing truck loads until it was all done. It honestly didn't look like that much so we figured maybe another two trips.

Then my dad showed up. He was furious. The buyers of the property backed out. These buyers are my dad's next door neighbors and friends. The way they informed him of this was by text that day. They apparently found out that the septic tank would need to be removed and a mound would have to be made due to the township's requirements. My grandpa had never done it because well... he didn't. *shrugs* Anyway, that was going to be an additional $50,000 that the buyers weren't expecting. I can't really blame them for backing out when you are talking about that on top of the $150,000 price tag on the house. You would have thought they would have checked into that at some point in the past four months but apparently not.

The dumbest part of all of this was the fact that because they were friends with my dad, my father gave them a house key and had allowed them to start painting. They had started doing so for the past few days prior to them finding out about the additional cost. They had also told my dad not to worry about getting the rest of the stuff out of the house because they would take care of it. My dad, on a leap of faith because they hadn't even put a down payment on the house, said okay.

Now that they backed out though my dad wanted to go through absolutely everything. Master and I were not pleased at all. We went out there to help load up the truck each time they needed to drive it out to the dump. Instead we got stuck with taking down curtains and clearing out more shit.

Once my uncle and brother got back they said that they wouldn't be able to do anymore trips to the dump because it closes at 3pm. You would think someone would have checked into that before not starting the process until 1:30pm. We basically went out there for one truck load, helping my dad do things we had no intention on doing, and loading the truck again for another trip.

But since my dad took all that other shit out of the house there are at least five more trips to the dump to do and that is before they go through the basement. My dad also started yammering on about how now they need to tear down the patio because the wood is rotten and the people who just backed out of the house had told him not to worry about it. Also, now they would have to repaint everything that the other people had done. And man do they suck at painting. They didn't tape anything off. There is paint dripping down the fire places, all over light fixtures, etc and so on. My dad started talking some bullshit about suing them for the cost of having to repaint. I don't think that would get very far given the fact that he allowed them to do it with no down payment and no written contract. Moron.

As usual after that shit was done they wanted to sit around and talk for a while. But my brother, Master, and I said fuck that noise and left. My uncle also said he may need our help on Thursday (tomorrow). Master and I are pretty undecided on that. We called my uncle but didn't get an answer. If we don't get a reply tonight we will definitely say no. We are sick of this last minute shit. Honestly I think we have done more than our fair share on this shit.

We have gone down there at a moments notice to help, we spent three weeks going down there for two days of the week each time. And there was a point where I actually stayed down here for three nights in order to help with the sale just so it would be less wear and tear on the car. Then we did that yesterday, again at a moments notice.

We shall see how this turns out. Right now we are on the fence about tomorrow. As for the rest of it, I'm pretty sure we're just going to say no. They can do it themselves. It isn't so much my uncle pissing us off it is my dad. This could have all been done and over with four months ago. Now he wants to do all this work to the house because he'll have to put it on the market.

September 8, 2014

Settling In

Well, yesterday was the move and holy hell... It didn't take as long as it could have but everyone was extremely tired and sore afterward. We had to come down to the town we were moving to in order to pick up the u-haul as none of the places up by our old apartment had the 14ft truck we wanted. We made use of the trip though by bringing down the dog and the rabbits in the car and dropping them off with a family member while we did the rest of it all.

We picked up the u-haul and then my mother and my brother followed us in my mom's car. Once we got up to where we were moving out from we got the cars parked and the u-haul open. Master and my brother took all of the heavy shit out first so it could all sit at the back of the u-haul. The shitty thing was that two things broke as they were moving them. One was the box spring to our bed. I'm not even close to kidding when I say that as soon as they lifted it two pieces of wood of the outside part of the frame snapped in half. Fuck. The other thing that broke was our computer desk. The top part broke from the bottom of the desk and the wheels broke off of the bottom. That thing was apparently protesting our move. Damn desk. We put it all in the moving truck anyway because well, we would have to figure something out.

After that was all settled we took a short lunch break as it was getting to be about that time. Once we were done eating we started to take all of the rest of it out. All of the electronics went into my mom's car and some more breakable items went in our car.

There was a... commotion... shortly after we were done loading everything and were just about to hop into the separate vehicles when all of a sudden this woman starts storming towards us. What the hell? Apparently she is the mom of one of the kids we had to yell at earlier in the moving process. What happened with her kid was that he was throwing a basketball all around the u-haul and my mom's car. He got the basketball stuck under the u-haul twice. We helped him get it out from under there both times but on the second time, because we had been politely asking him to stop at least five or six times prior to this, my brother told him that if he sees that basketball under the u-haul again the ball will be his. Logical yes? Well this bitch comes out like she's queen shit screaming at us because we made her son cry. So, Master got into a yelling match with her and finally after that was done she walked away and we all got into our cars/u-haul and left.

When we got to our new place we got everything out of both cars and the u-haul. We just kind of put things where they landed for right then because now we were going to use the u-haul to buy a new box spring and frame for our bed. Hey, we paid for the u-haul, we might as well use it as much as we can while we had it.

After that was done we got the bed set up and then Master and my brother took the u-haul back. Since the computer desk had busted and our room has a bar type shelf along the wall we put the computer on that and used the top of the old desk as a book shelf. Yay for re-purposing!

Of course once we had some things figured out in regards to where we wanted them and where the outlets were. We then got all of the electronics set-up and hooked up to the internet.

We were all very tired and very sore afterward. We still are today. Regardless of that fact errands needed to be done. I think I hit about five places today. Once I got back we got some more things settled as far as where we wanted them. There are still bags of clothes and boxes of other stuff that are closed and haven't been opened. However I feel good about how much progress we've made since we are just now hitting the mark of being here for 24 hours.

There isn't really a rush to get everything done right now but I still want to do bit by bit each day so we can relax.