On Wednesday I was up at 6. I had to pee, and noticed mom hadn't gotten up to start the coffee the way she does, so I fired it up. Then, I stripped the bed sheets, put them in the wash, and started to organize my disorganized life.
I think I was more than ready to check out of Hotel Hotbox.
I looked in on her and she was fast asleep. She'll often say "I wasn't sleeping, I was resting my eyes." But she was out cold. Alive but out cold. Even the TV was off.
Mom came down around 7:30 and was surprised I was up. I told her that I woke up at 6 and got the day started. The sheets were in the dryer and I had started her laundry that was in the hamper. We chatted a bit, and talked about the plan for the day.
I was leaving to get Doug at about 1:30, she'd be out at lunch. I wasn't planning on coming back to the house. "You have a lot of food in the refrigerator," she said.
"Yes, I will pick that up Wednesday afternoon."
She left, I left, and I got to Providence right when Doug's train arrived. He said it was a good trip but felt extremely long. Considering when you fly it is a little over an hour, a 7am train coming in at 3pm is indeed a long ass trip.
So his young man's dreams of riding the rails weren't as fantastic as he'd hoped.
Still. He was there, and I was so happy to see him.
He had picked out where he wanted to eat so we headed right over there for early dinner/late lunch. They do an Appy Hour (cute) and he got oysters, we got beers. I got Asian wings, which were beyond wonderful.
I'm kind of a wing snob, I can't remember if I've written about this before but wings have to be deep fried and crispy. If you serve me some flabby ass wings, you are dead to me. These wings were perfect. Absolutely the way I love and always want them. They were tossed in a sweet and tangy sauce and generously sprinkled with black and white sesame seeds.
I ordered a second serving. God, yes. I'm being that person. But when you're finally in a place where the thing you like is just that amazing .... do it. Don't deny yourself. Eat that thing.
After his dozen buck-a-shuck oysters, Doug got a spicy tuna roll from the sushi menu and some lobster bisque.
I felt the need for some salad, with protein, and went for the beet salad with a gorgeous slab of salmon.
Amazing.
We took a walk after we ate, Doug was in search of a big ass gelato, but somehow each place we went to that said they had gelato didn't have gelato. We ended up at a little bakery, I kind of wanted a cannoli but they had these beautiful cakes... and we each got a slice to enjoy back at the hotel.
Providence had some weird things to show us, but overall, she was fun.
At the hotel, we passed out. Big naps. I normally don't nap in the day but I was incredibly exhausted so it felt good to sleep.
Cake and hockey, back to sleep.
My phone rang at 7:30am. Guess who it was. Yes! It was my mom!
"What did you do with my bill from the Propane Company?" she asks.
"I didn't do anything with your bill from the Propane Company. I offered to go pay it for you if you wrote the check, but you said they would miss you too much and be sad if you didn't come in personally so you were going to do it, so, I never touched it."
"I've gone through everything on this dining table and I cannot find it." I thought to myself Jeeeeezus this is how things get lost when Linda has stuff organized, and you mess shit right up. Great.
"I had the envelope down in my room because I wrote Jimmy's phone number on it."
"Well, if you had the envelope down in your room I'd almost thing for sure you have it in your room, but hey don't fuss, I'll call them."
We went back and forth, and I finally told her that she should just let it go, I'll find the amount by calling them when they open. Just.... stop fussing.
I went down and got breakfast, there were a couple business ladies down here taking up the conference table in the lobby, talking about how they had to reconcile this thing to that thing and have a conversation with that guy before the meeting and everything was so big and important.
I called the propane company and got the amount, and indeed, the girl at the desk there said she loves mom very much, and had a birthday card for her ready to hand over. I let her know mom would be over this week.
Doug and I went over to get mom, and we went over to the BBQ place that one of her favorite people and her brother own. It was like a family reunion. We had a kick-ass lunch, and a wonderful visit.
Doug took a nap so I hit the treadmill. I could not fall asleep. Then, I talked to my cousin B for about an hour about his brother. He's on his last lap, it seems. B is headed down this weekend and wanted to check in with us to see if we were interested in coming. Well, sorry. Nope. Maybe next weekend if he's still hanging in.
It was a heartfelt discussion, up against the reality of his brother's imminent demise.
Lin and Ronnie are on their way, they'll be here probably in 2 hours. I'm writing at about 10:30 at this point. I got them wine and beer for their arrival. I will probably be out cold by the time they get here.
Busy day. Tomorrow, one last visit with Shirl, and off to NH! Woooooo!
Digits for Tuesday and Wednesday below.
Tuesday digits
exercise: 11/12 hours. Slept through 7pm. 2 walks, neighborhood for 20 min/1.04 mi; around Federal Hill, 24 min, .40 mi; 10k+ by bedtime
blood glucose:
6:15am: 133
xpm: n/a
11pm: 107
food & meds:
6:15am: jardiance + phentermine
9:30am: 2 good yogurt w/nuts and berries mixed in
noon: atkins shake; met+glip
4pm: asian chicken wings (double batch, so good); beet salad w/salmon (so good) met+glip
10pm: slab of carrot cake
Wednesday digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Hotel treadmill, 20 min/1.5 mi; 10k+ steps by bedtime.
blood glucose:
8:15am: 160
4:45pm: 120
10:45pm: 140
food & meds:
8:15am: jardiance + phentermine
9am: Hotel bacon, a biscuit sandwich w/pork sausage, scrambled eggs and a slice of cheddar cheese
1:30pm: pulled pork sandwich, coleslaw, met+glip
glass of wine at mom's while gardening
8pm: snacks snacks.... celery w/pb; pita chips and queso; chips. 2 beers, met+glip
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