August 9. 2019
Good morning. It's another beautiful sunny day here, and the temperature is 71F degrees. Soon, though, it will get up into the low to mid eighties. Sounds like a gorgeous summer day to me!
Pogo's doctor just called and said that all his labs from yesterday came back normal. Such good news for my boy. He's all set now with his Rabies shot for another three years. The only downside came when we were discussing his eyesight. My handsome little Pogo has cataracts growing in his eyes.
I will have to make him an appointment soon with the eye doctor to see if he is a candidate for cataract surgery. The cost? One eye is $4000. Both eyes is $6000. Wowsie! But sight is precious, so we will see what Pogo needs, and then we will find a way to do it.
In a couple hours, Deanne will be here to pick me up. We're going to have our nails done. Mine can surely use it. They are a mess! It will be nice to see them looking pretty again
Tomorrow night, we're going to the Cabaret to see Jazzy in "Where The Girls Are." I'm looking forward to this. A delicious dinner of Prime Rib, wonderful musical entertainment and great company. What more can you ask for?
The little white radio on the poster reminds me of my first little portable radio. I was fifteen years old, and Kay Jewelers was having a sale and a feature item was a little pink portable radio. I forget the price, but I went to the store to look at it. It was just beautiful!
I asked if I could pay something every week and take it home when it was paid for. I did have a job. I worked at the local theatre every evening. I sold tickets, helped with the concession stand and closed up for the night. Fortunately for me, the salesperson was really nice and offered to let me open my very own charge account. I got to take my radio home with me that day and I paid a little bit every week until my bill was paid in full. That was the beginning of me building my credit.
Yesterday, I phoned Chewy.com and ordered Pogo's refills for his flea medicines. When Joe got home from work, he went to WalMart to get Pogo's prescription filled. This medicine is for his collapsing trachea. Pogo sometimes coughs a lot to open his throat, and this medicine will help him. Whatever it takes, I'll do whatever I can to keep him comfortable.
My blood pressure is going down, so I must be doing something right. Actually, it's most likely the meds that is doing this. I've been weighing myself every day and get super excited when I see a pound slip away.
Now I think I'll make a cup of coffee and do a bit of blog reading. So, till Sunday, Y'all have a fantabulous weekend.
Hugs, Edna B.