BACK TO THE FUTURE

So every now and then I do watch the Back to the Future movies, it's one of my favorite sets.. I watched the first part last week then part two last night and then maybe part three next weekend sometime.. I like the idea of going back in time, the idea of changing something that I felt might have changed the way I have turned out all these years later.. The nearer past, the one I wish I could have done different was when we redid the kitchen, and the prep work by sanding the ceiling and walls produced a shitload of dust and the house was sealed pretty much.. We did have a window open a little but this was late January early February when we did this and I wore a dust mask and mom didn't and shortly after we got done painting she developed a nasty headache that turned out to be a sinus infection supreme.. The type that needed surgery to correct.. My feeling was that had we waited until May that we could have had the windows opened and fans running to evacuate the dust a little.. So in hindsight maybe doing that then might have cost mom dearly as after the surgery she lost her balance via having antibiotics treatments for nearly two months.. The first two weeks were fine, then she moved to the local (dipshit) hospital where "We do things differently here" is their motto.. You'll notice their motto didn't include the right way.. Why would it.. I still remember me and Freda trying to make sure they were doing it right, and when I told mom what we were doing she told me (in no uncertain terms) and I stopped as every day I would go and see her little by little get worse and worse and the day I went in her room and she was hooked up to the monitor I wanted to freak and tell her idiot doctor that if she dies YOU DIE... She didn't die (obviously, I'm not in jail), and after a few trips to specialists here & there we found she has no inner ear, which means no balance...

Another instance of wishing I had at least tried something was the day my dad had troubles with a bowel movement, that fateful Thursday afternoon.. He had a few times of trouble that way and the doctors told him not to strain when he went but he did strain and I still think that is what started his final problem, the infection that killed him.. What I didn't know was an herb called Casa Sagrada that might have prevented that from happening.. A natural stool softener works naturally and better that the chemical variety.. I would have had him try that or talk to the doctor about it.. I bought a bottle of it to have mom try and she didn't want to so I thought I'd try it sometime. The only drawback of using this stuff is you have to drink eight 8oz. glasses of water with it which he couldn't do because of his dialysis situation..

That brings me to this tidbit. My older brother likes to put things on his Facebook from time to time sometimes a cryptic little thing, such as this :

Doc says kidneys are doing well for now...whew!

To which mom asks me what I think that might mean and I tell her he likes to do things like that every now and then.. My hopes are that he isn't screwing around with his diabetes like dad did.. Dad messed with his insulin and knew he would be able to eat more and very well did.. Bob reminds me so much of dad right now.. Dad had this indestructible way about him, but what he didn't know was that although he thought he had control over his diabetes, it was really the other way around.. It was a game to him at times.. When his kidneys started to fail he had to go and have dialysis done at Sterling.. Initially he had it done at the hospital in Fort Collins for a couple weeks then done at the dialysis center in Sterling where it seemed like no matter what day he went or what time of the day we got there he got the B team to do the procedure.. He would come out of there most times so rung out that it took all of the next day for him to recover, just in time to turn around and go again.. Every 48 hours.. .. The few times he came out and we went and ate somewhere were the few and far between times, most of the times going through the drive through. He would regularly sleep all the way home after having dialysis treatments.. I hope Bob knows that diabetes is more than likely what he will die of, the complications that arise from this horrendous disease, it's like a form of cancer...

BH