Impeccable
DEFINITION: (adjective) flawless.
I have to tell you from the git-go the Word for the Day will be a difficult one. I guess I could have chosen another, but I try to stick to the Yahoo Word's, except for rare occasion. Let's see --- Impeccable...
Chemo Sabe's WBC is still at 0.45 steadily. The antibiotic (Red Man) given yesterday was the last. He has felt very well this week and has gone to work at least for four hours, except for today and he came right home after his visit. He is running out of fuel. He did, as I predicted earlier this week, have to have platelets today. Hey... there we go... my prediction was impeccable!
We both have the sniffles this week with sneezing. I believe it is the dust in the air. Our yard is very dry and the decks are dusty. I use to pull the water hoses out and sprinkler the yard at night, but I have not even attempted that this year. I believe we are the only people in our block that doesn't have underground sprinklers. Our yard still usually looks just as impeccable as the others. Oh my, that word is easier than I thought.
We have our doctor's appt with the Big Dog on Thursday. I am hoping Chemo Sabe's WBC will start climbing tomorrow and make a massive improvement by our appointment time. If that happens I could see the port coming out by Monday. Hopefully, by Saturday, but I am far reaching for that. He has already hinted he wanted a late lab on Friday because he is planning to go to south Arkansas on a business trip. Helllooooo.... we will see how he feels. Our bikers friends are going to a rally this weekend, but I don't see us able to join them. We are hoping the next three to four weeks will allow us to do a short trip. You will be the first to know.
Big E has been coming over in the mornings to ride to work with me so he can attend VBS. I was concerned about how I was going to keep them separated because of Chemo Sabe's WBC. Well, today when he came in Chemo Sabe (Poppy to Big E), was coming downstairs and then Big E went upstairs and went right back to bed until Poppy left for work. Perfect timing. He is really cautious about being around Poppy. He cleans his hands with the pump at the door before he comes in. If it isn't there he gets disgruntled. You know how grandkids are...to the grandparents they are just (you guessed it) impeccable.
I installed a new horn on my bike this evening while Chemo Sabe watched. My old one sounded like a billy goat with a cricket in its throat. After working to get the two rubber gaskets and four metal washers on I finally got it tightened up. We were very proud of me. I should have plugged the wires in and tried it before I mounted it because the new one doesn't sound like a flip either. We have decided to go to the showroom floor and toot some other horns on the same make and model. I could have swore I didn't wear my blond wig in there when I ordered it, but it seems they thought they sold it to a dumb blond.
We had a light bulb out in one of the fixtures in the garage for about a week, so since I did so well on the bike I decided to change the bulb. Couldn't get the new bulb in. When Chemo Sabe told me to get down and he would screw it in, I had the thought of "how many _____ does it take to screw in a light bulb?" I didn't get down, but kept trying and discovered the metal part had come out of the old bulb and was still in the socket. Well, after about 30 minutes with the both of us using needle nose pliers and pulling the metal apart, we finally gave up and have decided to call an electrician. We have always wanted ceiling fans out there anyway. Our task was not impeccable.
Since it looks as if I am rambling now and I see you getting bored and probably drifting off yourselves, I will call it a night and close.
Billy and Sherry will be back the 29th. We are hoping to be able to go out to eat with them one evening before Billy gets his transplant. Please pray for their safe return.
Roger and Ruthie are still here. We have not been able to talk to them this week since Chemo Sabe has been under the bags all week. Please pray for his uplifts in getting things under control.
The last few weeks have seemed like a race to the finish and Roger got out of the gate first. Now Billy is in the lead.
Good night and love -- Pepper (Grammy this week)
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