Well I did it, made another year. They are piling right up there.
So Sunday I went to my grandsons house and three of us celebrated with lots of food, and cake!
It is so strange to have grandchildren who are grown. When did this happen. This grandson just turned thirty, and has an11 year old daughter. Just yesterday he was a little kid, with Hot Wheels and motor noises. Time flies! But I have the joy of having one more little grandson. And he brings the fun!
They should all get to stay little a lot longer.
Maybe I should get the older grandson some more Hot wheels?
My son is Awesome, he has taken me in and made me a home. He takes me to the doctor and has made way too many trips to the emergency room.
But tonight he is Awesome to the very Supreme. To night he takes his stepson to a Cub Scout meeting.
Wow, son you are just too wonderful for words!
I was a child of the 60's sort of. While there was free love, make love not war, and drugs, I was doing diapers. Making formula and raising babies. So I missed the over medication that was the 60's only to find out that in my 60's I am being over medicated and not in the fun way.
Seems to me that some where in this little tirade is a message. Not sure where or what or even if there is.
Bottom line. Read and keep up,with all your meds. Take them to one doctor and have his read over the drugs.
I have lost another three weeks of my life I will not get back due to one Doctor not looking a the list of meds I am taking.
Vowels medication is not nearly as much fun at this point of life!