Saturday, June 17, 2017

Not again

This pond situation is getting pretty tiresome. Every morning there has been an issue with the pump/fountain. Every morning I reach in and fix think I fix it. Yesterday it was the same only this time when I returned home there it was again...fallen and it could not get up. This time I was prepared. I had made my mind up in the morning to come home early so that I could clean the water at least a little. As it happened the water was already low so I thought okay this will work. Task one was to shut the power so the fountain when I lifted...again...from the depts. of the murky water would not spray me. So far so good. Next I prepared a container to hold the fish once taken from the water. What was I thinking?! The fish are about 15 inches and I have no net. How about scooping them out? Okay, I caught the white one but the flimsy container was about to spill and I lost my balance and just made it to the bigger container to plop the fish in. So, I am soaking wet and sitting in a small puddle of water. Plan B because for sure plan A did not work. Wet-vac out the water like Denny does and leave the remaining 2 fish in the water. The garden received the water and now to refill the pond to the proper level. Oh, and add the white fish back in.....success and he almost was knocked out by the plunge....I will check on them at daybreak. It is only 3 AM and dark out there. The water still needs to be cleaned and that will be a little removed each day and hopefully the pump/fountain will remain in place. Did I mention the brick and rock display that has been sitting in there for years has fallen? Guess it was not a good idea to use it to lean on. (Note to self...find someone who knows how to clean ponds....) Yesterday at Hospice was a quiet day. Small changes with Denny. Again they tell me this is hour to hour....again I sit and make small talk about the cooking show that we always watch, and the art/painting show and the this and that. It is difficult to watch and wait and chat but I do it nevertheless. They no longer use the port for meds but now directly inject. They reposition him and keep him comfortable...as possible... and I sit helpless to make things okay. It is not about me...it is about Denny.... and we thank you for the loving and caring kind words you send. I tell him of the cards and emails......you help to keep me strong. My sister sent me an Alex & Ani bracelet with a Wonder Woman charm....I will were it every day while sitting with Denny to remind me to be strong. Your friendship has encouraged me so much. So, another day will soon begin for me and Denny....what will it bring is a mystery, but we are in this together right to the end.................

11 comments:

Janice said...

I have to admit I'm loving the pond/early morning dip tales!
Makes me smile. ...
What a comfort to be by Dennis' side holding his hand and chatting ...he just wants to hear your voice. The hours can pass by so slowly.
Are you still stitching or have you finished your words and on to the next project? Your work always carries the tag of labored with love and we always enjoy you sharing it with us.
Make sure you eat/be well to keep up your strength ok....
Always in my prayers. ..both of you ♡

Vickie said...

Oh that pond!! I like the gift your sister gave you very much. Here is a BIG }HUG{ for you. I will be thinking of you two this weekend and praying also.♥

averyclaire.org said...

WOW...that pond is something. I love the way you write! And love your sharing this difficult road. My heart hurts for both of you. Hugs today and EVERY day!

Vonna Pfeiffer said...

Every update I read...and I think maybe the angels are giving you the pond struggles to free your mind a little of what awaits for you inside. I bet the fish are wondering, "What is going on?!" ha ha...small moments to ease the heart. I am thinking of you both continually, praying and asking for peace for both of you... You, Grace, are doing amazingly well. I have done this "watch" with my grandfather, grandmother and aunt...I know of the difficulty, helpless feelings of which you speak. My heart aches for you, it surely does...BIG HUGS to you...

Rose Marie Della Ventura said...

So enjoying the pond stories. You are so funny. Good distraction from your vigil. You are in my thoughts and prayers.

charis Anna's mum said...

Every day I look for your post to see how you both are, and am amazed that you are able to write so coherently whilst going through which must be the most dreadful period of your life. I have sat in a hospice as you are doing,waiting, with my mother a very long time ago. Now my husband has advanced Parkinson's and went downhill very quickly at the end of last year, but came back again, thank goodness. I know that before long I will be in the same position as you are and I just hope and pray that I can cope as well as you are. You are in my thoughts, as is Dennis.

Joanie said...

I ook forward to your posts and I am still praying for both of you. I don't know which is easier, the waiting or the unexpected, I've experienced both with my parents but I do know that God gives you strength to carry on and carry through. You are stronger than you think and there are many prayer warriors out their praying for you and for Denny.

Love to you both...

shirley flavell said...

I come each day holding my breath then do a giggle with your "pond" escapades. Gosh if that isn't a distraction for a short period of time. You will conquer it though Gracie. Hugs to you both and by the way you are not "helpless" in fact you are a mighty strength for Denny. He just wants to hear you and hold your hand. Hugs. Shirley N.Z.

Chookyblue...... said...

hugs

Annette-California said...

You are strong Gracie! Your doing great and being right there for Mr. H - he knows your there and can hear your loving voice. Praying for you for strength & know your both loved. love Annette

Julie said...

A wonderful gift from your sister to help you follow this path knowing she is with you every step of the way in thought and prayer as we all are. xxx