I always stay clear of this area of the message board. But I did here that Wolfies Mom came home today and wanted to express and give my well wishes to him and his mother. I had the pleasure to meet her last summer at one of the MOM events. There is a very deep love Wolfie has with his mother. I know how very much he misses her when she is away. With all the problems she gives, Wolf still loves and cares for her each and every day. Few people give so much of them self as he gives to his mother.

Mom is stronger and can walk on her own some. On the negative, she's refusing to take most of her meds. Today she took her blood pressure meds but not the anti-psychotic meds.

Today, mom's favorite nurse, Frankie, showed up to bathe her and get her vitals. Mom has always loved Frankie in the past but today it was like a bull seeing red. Mom cursed at Frankie, threw the thermometer onthe floor, ordered her to get out and was rude all the time she was here.

On the plus side, I guess you have to be feeling better to be cranky and nasty

Also on the plus side, sorta: Frankie was once thought to be an angel by mom and I was the DEVIL. Now the roles are reversed: good for me but bad for Frankie.

I had mentioned before that mom's speech was mostly incoherrent but her use of "curseology" was letter perfect. I wonder why that is?

My grandmother was the same way after several strokes. Only words that came out somewhat right were the very colorful ones. Seem strange but the nurse said it is common for some reason.

There is one thing I definitely don't understand about mom's condition. 99.9% of what flows from her lips is complete gibberish.

However, her swear words come out perfect. She can bleat out Gawd Dammit and other such choice words with perfect enunciation.

Fortunately, I'm not the receipient of the cursing. That lucky person is Frankie, the bathing nurse she used to love more than life itself and now seems to hate her?

Anyone with ideas, feel free to jump in.

FINALLY I can report some good news...actually, it's GREAT news.

Ken and plix dropped by my house tonight and brought me three Christmas presents, all of which I deeply appreciate, some more others

1. A proverbial but tangible Lump of Coal. Actually, it's made from styrofoam but is looks real and much less polluting.

2. A six pack of liquid refreshment which is chilling in the fridge as I type. Guinness Draught. I think I spelled that correctly. After seven Diet Cokes I get wild in my composing.

3. An external hard drive containing all the files of my former computer, all 400 Mgs worth.

Almost everything on my old Hard Drive contained stuff relevent to the 1,784 video tapes I've taped on government, history and some movies too. I had hard copies of every tape in one of 96 three-ring binders but I needed the old HD to access the Indexes of topics and all the cross-references.

If I had taped a documentary of the Barbary Pirates, there would be cross references by U.S. and World historical dates, famous personalities involved (as in Steven Decatur), U.S. Foreign Policy, U.S. Military Interventions and of course by nation...in this case, mostly Tripoli.

I'm a happier wolf with all of his toys back now.

Now if I only had:

The Wisdom of Our Jesus (no, not that jesus)

The Technical Knowhow of Ken_SD

The Humility of Plix

The Mac-Wisdom of Markle

The Saintlyness of Sister Kristoff

Paolo's Sword of Light

IEunuch's mansion and wealth

And Lilac sitting on my lap while she combs my beard.

Mom slept from 10:00pm to 4:00am and babbled the alphabet from then onward. At 10:30pm I locked her in the house, walked two miles to the house of my tobacconst, bought a pound, walked home and then went to the grocery to get my coca cola fix,cat food and Hershey bars...you know, just the staples of life.

Well, I have a working computer, my old HD, a working VCR, Cokes, tobacco so this is a good Xmas. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night (in the arms of someone who curls your toes)

In case I forgot to mention it before, when mom came back from the nursing home 8 days a ago, she had brought with her a hacking cough and a runny nose. Her cold-flu symptions have since subsided but guess who now has her same symptions as of late last night...yup..moi

Late last night I happen to recall mom refusing to take an antibiotic that was prescribed to her by her family physician last March. Since I kept them for a "just in case" situation, I took one dose last night and one dose today so far.

It's called Cephaexin 500 mgs. I was planning to follow the directions on the bottle and take one dosage every six hours. I hoping to transform from "bug to windshield" in the next 24 hours.

I renewed mom's Xanax today. She used to take 2 mgs up to three times a day. Nowadays she rarely takes one. She uses them to calm her nerves. I take one 2 mg pill about 11:00pm and it gives me about 4-8 hours of good sleep.

I can't tell yet if the Cephalexin is working or not. I know I only cough if I'm lying down now. The head congestion seems slightly dimished though If drinking lots of fluids helps, I might have two bottles of Guinness tonight instead of the usual one.

I wish everyone a happy New Years Eve. Get plastered, stay home, DON'T DRIVE and snuggle with someone you love. Doesn't matter if the snugglee is male, female or a cat named Rupert.

When she refuses to take her meds, would it be at all possible to grind one up and mix it in with her food?