Dis and Dat

Talked to my dad this morning.  Doesn't look like he's getting out of the hospital today after all.  He sounds like his old self but it seems his blood pressure is bouncing up and down so they want to monitor him and see what's causing that.  At least he's where he needs to be for care.  He doesn't like to go to the doc so if they sent him home he probably wouldn't follow up on it.  In the hospital he has no choice! :)

I'm working a knitting project.  Up till now the only things I'd done were scarves and socks.  LOVE knitting socks, it gets a little tricky but I like a challenge.  So I wanted to venture into other things I could actually use.  I have more afghans than I can use and don't need any more doilies or hot pads.  (crocheted them ages ago)  So I settled on a project I could wear but wouldn't take ages to do.  It makes me practice increases and decreases which I need to do.  It's a tank top.  I know! A knitted tank top.  Sounds kinda weird.  It's cute in the picture though so I'm hoping I can do it justice with my newly acquired knitting skills.  I'll post a picture when it's all done.

Almost school time again.  I have most of my sons supplies stashed away and just need to focus on uniforms. As luck would have it most of the kids stuff still fits from last year.  THAT is a blessing.  They only need a few things to fill in the gaps.  I have to hem a pair of my sons pants from last year and make them into shorts.  His waist is the same he just shot UP.  :)  I'm glad I finally learned how to hem.  I have saved lots of uniform pants this way.  Yet another skill I picked up from the trusty Internet.   HA HA!

I'm off to get my knit on.  Hope you have a wonderful day!

Helpless

Got a message from my sister today telling me that my dad was in the hospital.  He'd been admitted last night.  We live hundreds of miles away from them and it kills me at times like this.  I feel so helpless.  Nothing I can do but wait and call for updates.  The first time I called him he sounded weak and sleepy.  Said they had brought his blood sugars down from somewhere in the 800's to 240 or so.  Found out he has a staph infection.  Glad he's getting treatment.

A few hours later I called back and found a totally different voice on the other end of the phone.  Much more spunky and much  more like my dad.  I know he will be OK.  I know that he is in good hands, but there is just something about being there.  SEEING that he's OK and that he's getting what he needs.  It's something that eats at me each time something happens to someone I love who lives somewhere I don't.

If you love someone, tell them!