Happy Hour

5:00 p.m. Finally, Happy Hour! Most days, by this time, I’m worn out and can no longer handle my chronic hip and back pain without some kind of relief. I don’t take anything for pain during the day until I am home for good and don’t have to drive anywhere. I actually haven’t had a drink for 45 years and no narcotics for 5 months, but I have found that weed works well for pain and is an excellent alternative to alcohol or narcotics.

I worked out this morning by myself because Alice had work issues and couldn’t leave right away. Today, I couldn’t wait for her because I had to be home by noon to make sure my husband got ready to leave by 2:00 for a doctor’s appointment. He is in moderate stage Alzheimer’s and although he can still shower and get dressed by himself, it takes a lot of time and attention to motivate him and make sure he follows through in order to be ready in time. A 30-45 minutes usual process is doubled at least. It goes much smoother when he isn’t doing it under pressure. So, 5 hours of getting him through the process of getting dresssed and in the truck on time, helping him with the entire process of seeing the doctor and doing labs, stopping for a late lunch, plus driving home in rush hour traffic (which I try to avoid at all costs) zapped every ounce of patience right out of me. But, with the help of a stop for my favorite Peach Mango energy drink at Caribou, nobody got hurt.