Rob update and Purr Request.

Rob was signed into Hospice yesterday afternoon. His new CNA called to
ask if I wanted her to come out and bathe him. I told her to wait until
Tuesday to do it. Apparently the hospice rules have changed due to
changes in Medicare. Rob gets a CNA twice a week. S/he does specific
tasks then leaves. I have to request a sitter or respite carer from the
VA in order to be able to leave for errand running and so forth. I can
also call the hospice center and they will send out a volunteer (a
stranger, that will go over like a lead balloon with both of us) if they
can dig one up. Sigh.

They also delivered Rob's hospital bed today. It is an old 1940s
hospital bed, six feet long, has had two motors attached to run the up
and down functions of the head and foot gears and I was given a hand
crank to use if the power went out. They put the railings on and I
pointed out that Rob would have them figured out in no time and be
slipping his cell. The delivery guy told me I was wrong, that Rob
wouldn't be that smart. Less than thirty minutes from the time I got
him into his new bed, Rob had figured out the mechanism and was out and
staggering his way around the house. I told the guy that the outward,
appearance of his abilities (especially his verbal ability), was no
indicator of what was perking within him. Tomorrow I call hospice and
ask if they can bring in a longer bed with a better system for operating
and locking him within. Again sigh.

On the bright side. Rob currently has two assistants to watch Science
Channel with him. It is almost 4 am and they are still watching the
channel. I asked me if he wanted me to turn off the TV and he got angry
(I can't particularly blame him) and said no. I have Tanada, QC, and
MCG sleeping with me. He has Huey and Merlin sacked out on his bed and
Pine Cone and Sonya making guest appearances. PC was one of the first
nurses to climb aboard and check out the new digs. The d-cat has
decided that we are too many rooms to protect from the hall and has
retreated to the dinning room where he can snooze on whatever he has
purloined from the garbage can this time and keep an eye on the front
door.

Now for the purrs. Along with the above happenings, I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

Thank You,

Pam S.

Purrs for both of you, and house purrs as well.

--
Joy




"tanadashoes" wrote in message
m...
Rob was signed into Hospice yesterday afternoon. His new CNA called to
ask if I wanted her to come out and bathe him. I told her to wait until
Tuesday to do it. Apparently the hospice rules have changed due to
changes in Medicare. Rob gets a CNA twice a week. S/he does specific
tasks then leaves. I have to request a sitter or respite carer from the
VA in order to be able to leave for errand running and so forth. I can
also call the hospice center and they will send out a volunteer (a
stranger, that will go over like a lead balloon with both of us) if they
can dig one up. Sigh.

They also delivered Rob's hospital bed today. It is an old 1940s hospital
bed, six feet long, has had two motors attached to run the up and down
functions of the head and foot gears and I was given a hand crank to use
if the power went out. They put the railings on and I pointed out that
Rob would have them figured out in no time and be slipping his cell. The
delivery guy told me I was wrong, that Rob wouldn't be that smart. Less
than thirty minutes from the time I got him into his new bed, Rob had
figured out the mechanism and was out and staggering his way around the
house. I told the guy that the outward, appearance of his abilities
(especially his verbal ability), was no indicator of what was perking
within him. Tomorrow I call hospice and ask if they can bring in a longer
bed with a better system for operating and locking him within. Again
sigh.

On the bright side. Rob currently has two assistants to watch Science
Channel with him. It is almost 4 am and they are still watching the
channel. I asked me if he wanted me to turn off the TV and he got angry
(I can't particularly blame him) and said no. I have Tanada, QC, and MCG
sleeping with me. He has Huey and Merlin sacked out on his bed and Pine
Cone and Sonya making guest appearances. PC was one of the first nurses
to climb aboard and check out the new digs. The d-cat has decided that we
are too many rooms to protect from the hall and has retreated to the
dinning room where he can snooze on whatever he has purloined from the
garbage can this time and keep an eye on the front door.

Now for the purrs. Along with the above happenings, I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

Thank You,

Pam S.

On Fri, 05 Feb 2010 03:51:50 -0500, tanadashoes
wrote:

Rob was signed into Hospice yesterday afternoon. His new CNA called to
ask if I wanted her to come out and bathe him. I told her to wait until
Tuesday to do it. Apparently the hospice rules have changed due to
changes in Medicare. Rob gets a CNA twice a week. S/he does specific
tasks then leaves. I have to request a sitter or respite carer from the
VA in order to be able to leave for errand running and so forth. I can
also call the hospice center and they will send out a volunteer (a
stranger, that will go over like a lead balloon with both of us) if they
can dig one up. Sigh.

They also delivered Rob's hospital bed today. It is an old 1940s
hospital bed, six feet long, has had two motors attached to run the up
and down functions of the head and foot gears and I was given a hand
crank to use if the power went out. They put the railings on and I
pointed out that Rob would have them figured out in no time and be
slipping his cell. The delivery guy told me I was wrong, that Rob
wouldn't be that smart. Less than thirty minutes from the time I got
him into his new bed, Rob had figured out the mechanism and was out and
staggering his way around the house. I told the guy that the outward,
appearance of his abilities (especially his verbal ability), was no
indicator of what was perking within him. Tomorrow I call hospice and
ask if they can bring in a longer bed with a better system for operating
and locking him within. Again sigh.

On the bright side. Rob currently has two assistants to watch Science
Channel with him. It is almost 4 am and they are still watching the
channel. I asked me if he wanted me to turn off the TV and he got angry
(I can't particularly blame him) and said no. I have Tanada, QC, and
MCG sleeping with me. He has Huey and Merlin sacked out on his bed and
Pine Cone and Sonya making guest appearances. PC was one of the first
nurses to climb aboard and check out the new digs. The d-cat has
decided that we are too many rooms to protect from the hall and has
retreated to the dinning room where he can snooze on whatever he has
purloined from the garbage can this time and keep an eye on the front
door.

Now for the purrs. Along with the above happenings, I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

Thank You,

Pam S.

Purrs are on the way for you and Rob, and for your house as well.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ ^..^

"Life without cats would be only marginally worth living."
-TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico kitty, Kenzie.

Every day is a treasure with Kenzie; I try to treat them that way. There
will only be so many, and then there will never, ever, be any more.

How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven.
- Robert Heinlein




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5.2.2010 10:51, tanadashoes kirjoitti:
Rob was signed into Hospice yesterday afternoon. His new CNA called to
ask if I wanted her to come out and bathe him. I told her to wait until
Tuesday to do it. Apparently the hospice rules have changed due to
changes in Medicare. Rob gets a CNA twice a week. S/he does specific
tasks then leaves. I have to request a sitter or respite carer from the
VA in order to be able to leave for errand running and so forth. I can
also call the hospice center and they will send out a volunteer (a
stranger, that will go over like a lead balloon with both of us) if they
can dig one up. Sigh.

They also delivered Rob's hospital bed today. It is an old 1940s
hospital bed, six feet long, has had two motors attached to run the up
and down functions of the head and foot gears and I was given a hand
crank to use if the power went out. They put the railings on and I
pointed out that Rob would have them figured out in no time and be
slipping his cell. The delivery guy told me I was wrong, that Rob
wouldn't be that smart. Less than thirty minutes from the time I got him
into his new bed, Rob had figured out the mechanism and was out and
staggering his way around the house. I told the guy that the outward,
appearance of his abilities (especially his verbal ability), was no
indicator of what was perking within him. Tomorrow I call hospice and
ask if they can bring in a longer bed with a better system for operating
and locking him within. Again sigh.

On the bright side. Rob currently has two assistants to watch Science
Channel with him. It is almost 4 am and they are still watching the
channel. I asked me if he wanted me to turn off the TV and he got angry
(I can't particularly blame him) and said no. I have Tanada, QC, and MCG
sleeping with me. He has Huey and Merlin sacked out on his bed and Pine
Cone and Sonya making guest appearances. PC was one of the first nurses
to climb aboard and check out the new digs. The d-cat has decided that
we are too many rooms to protect from the hall and has retreated to the
dinning room where he can snooze on whatever he has purloined from the
garbage can this time and keep an eye on the front door.

Now for the purrs. Along with the above happenings, I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

Thank You,

Pam S.

All-purpose purrs for all of you!!

--
Christine in Finland
christal63 (at) gmail (dot) com

tanadashoes wrote:
Rob was signed into Hospice yesterday afternoon. His new CNA called to
ask if I wanted her to come out and bathe him. I told her to wait until
Tuesday to do it. Apparently the hospice rules have changed due to
changes in Medicare. Rob gets a CNA twice a week. S/he does specific
tasks then leaves. I have to request a sitter or respite carer from the
VA in order to be able to leave for errand running and so forth. I can
also call the hospice center and they will send out a volunteer (a
stranger, that will go over like a lead balloon with both of us) if they
can dig one up. Sigh.

They also delivered Rob's hospital bed today. It is an old 1940s
hospital bed, six feet long, has had two motors attached to run the up
and down functions of the head and foot gears and I was given a hand
crank to use if the power went out. They put the railings on and I
pointed out that Rob would have them figured out in no time and be
slipping his cell. The delivery guy told me I was wrong, that Rob
wouldn't be that smart. Less than thirty minutes from the time I got
him into his new bed, Rob had figured out the mechanism and was out and
staggering his way around the house. I told the guy that the outward,
appearance of his abilities (especially his verbal ability), was no
indicator of what was perking within him. Tomorrow I call hospice and
ask if they can bring in a longer bed with a better system for operating
and locking him within. Again sigh.

On the bright side. Rob currently has two assistants to watch Science
Channel with him. It is almost 4 am and they are still watching the
channel. I asked me if he wanted me to turn off the TV and he got angry
(I can't particularly blame him) and said no. I have Tanada, QC, and
MCG sleeping with me. He has Huey and Merlin sacked out on his bed and
Pine Cone and Sonya making guest appearances. PC was one of the first
nurses to climb aboard and check out the new digs. The d-cat has
decided that we are too many rooms to protect from the hall and has
retreated to the dinning room where he can snooze on whatever he has
purloined from the garbage can this time and keep an eye on the front door.

Now for the purrs. Along with the above happenings, I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

Thank You,

Pam S.

As many purrs as you need on the way.

--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy, Bagheera & Shadow)
Cats leave pawprints on your heart
http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk

tanadashoes wrote:

I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

I just gave Heidi her morning brushing, so enthusiastic purrs are
winging your way.
--

Wayne M.

tanadashoes wrote:

Now for the purrs. Along with the above happenings, I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

Purr motors revved up for your house and household.

minnow ^..^
--
http://twitter.com/taheenahana
http://www.flickr.com/photos/minnow/

Pam you and Rob are always in our thoughts and we have tons of purrs-
I will give the Fabulous Furballs a sardine pouch for their tea for
you so there will be even more tons of purrs

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

On Feb 5, 3:51*am, tanadashoes wrote:
Rob was signed into Hospice yesterday afternoon. *His new CNA called to
ask if I wanted her to come out and bathe him. *I told her to wait until
Tuesday to do it. *Apparently the hospice rules have changed due to
changes in Medicare. *Rob gets a CNA twice a week. *S/he does specific
tasks then leaves. *I have to request a sitter or respite carer from the
VA in order to be able to leave for errand running and so forth. *I can
also call the hospice center and they will send out a volunteer (a
stranger, that will go over like a lead balloon with both of us) if they
can dig one up. *Sigh.

They also delivered Rob's hospital bed today. *It is an old 1940s
hospital bed, six feet long, has had two motors attached to run the up
and down functions of the head and foot gears and I was given a hand
crank to use if the power went out. *They put the railings on and I
pointed out that Rob would have them figured out in no time and be
slipping his cell. *The delivery guy told me I was wrong, that Rob
wouldn't be that smart. *Less than thirty minutes from the time I got
him into his new bed, Rob had figured out the mechanism and was out and
staggering his way around the house. *I told the guy that the outward,
appearance of his abilities (especially his verbal ability), was no
indicator of what was perking within him. *Tomorrow I call hospice and
ask if they can bring in a longer bed with a better system for operating
and locking him within. *Again sigh.

On the bright side. *Rob currently has two assistants to watch Science
Channel with him. *It is almost 4 am and they are still watching the
channel. *I asked me if he wanted me to turn off the TV and he got angry
(I can't particularly blame him) and said no. *I have Tanada, QC, and
MCG sleeping with me. *He has Huey and Merlin sacked out on his bed and
Pine Cone and Sonya making guest appearances. *PC was one of the first
nurses to climb aboard and check out the new digs. *The d-cat has
decided that we are too many rooms to protect from the hall and has
retreated to the dinning room where he can snooze on whatever he has
purloined from the garbage can this time and keep an eye on the front
door.

Now for the purrs. *Along with the above happenings, I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. *I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

I didn't snip because I have an eye problem and can't snip accurately.
We always purr for you guys and will continue to do so. I purr for the
science channel to be better fare than usual, for the sake of Rob and
his associate watchers. Non-specific house purrs have been added to
the program.

--
Will in New Haven, for his House

Pam you and rob are always in my prayers and the pack is purring up a
storm for you all


"tanadashoes" wrote in message
m...
Rob was signed into Hospice yesterday afternoon. His new CNA called to
ask if I wanted her to come out and bathe him. I told her to wait until
Tuesday to do it. Apparently the hospice rules have changed due to
changes in Medicare. Rob gets a CNA twice a week. S/he does specific
tasks then leaves. I have to request a sitter or respite carer from the
VA in order to be able to leave for errand running and so forth. I can
also call the hospice center and they will send out a volunteer (a
stranger, that will go over like a lead balloon with both of us) if they
can dig one up. Sigh.

They also delivered Rob's hospital bed today. It is an old 1940s hospital
bed, six feet long, has had two motors attached to run the up and down
functions of the head and foot gears and I was given a hand crank to use
if the power went out. They put the railings on and I pointed out that
Rob would have them figured out in no time and be slipping his cell. The
delivery guy told me I was wrong, that Rob wouldn't be that smart. Less
than thirty minutes from the time I got him into his new bed, Rob had
figured out the mechanism and was out and staggering his way around the
house. I told the guy that the outward, appearance of his abilities
(especially his verbal ability), was no indicator of what was perking
within him. Tomorrow I call hospice and ask if they can bring in a longer
bed with a better system for operating and locking him within. Again
sigh.

On the bright side. Rob currently has two assistants to watch Science
Channel with him. It is almost 4 am and they are still watching the
channel. I asked me if he wanted me to turn off the TV and he got angry
(I can't particularly blame him) and said no. I have Tanada, QC, and MCG
sleeping with me. He has Huey and Merlin sacked out on his bed and Pine
Cone and Sonya making guest appearances. PC was one of the first nurses
to climb aboard and check out the new digs. The d-cat has decided that we
are too many rooms to protect from the hall and has retreated to the
dinning room where he can snooze on whatever he has purloined from the
garbage can this time and keep an eye on the front door.

Now for the purrs. Along with the above happenings, I really could use
non-specific house purrs as we really need them right now. I cannot go
into it, but it is important to us all here at Pine Cone's Retreat.

Thank You,

Pam S.