More Fun with Old People

Today was post op day for Granny’s cataract. The appointment was scheduled for 9:15 am. We had agreed that we would leave around five until nine, even though it only takes like 12 minutes to get to the doctor’s office. I had a few battles with my alarm but was showered and downstairs by two minutes to nine. Pop wasn’t going to the appointment with us but clearly he was worried we were going to be late. It was roughly 60 degrees in the morning yet he had the car “warming up”. This made me laugh. We were out the door and on our way shortly after nine and made it to the appointment two minutes early. Good thing too because we waited in the office for thirty minutes before being seen. Damn ophthalmologist ;~)

My two favorite ladies in the waiting room today were discussing the men at the condos where they live. They both could have been in their early 80’s and I was thoroughly entertained by their conversation. Evidently one of their friends married a loser the second time around. His name is Bob and they described him as a “real operator”. It seems that he is still married to their friend even though he lives in Florida and she lives in NJ. They are pretty sure Bob has a lady friend in Florida too. The biggest problem with this, is of course, that it has made her depressed and she no longer can be counted on to show up for their bridge game. What a travesty.

After getting the all clear from the Dr. on Granny’s eye, we went back to the house for nap time. I like living with the old people. Our two main activities are eating and sleeping.

Post nap time granny and I went to the nursery to get her some plants for Mother’s Day. She picked two rose bushes. One was a Rio Samba and the other was an Elizabeth Taylor. I have a new line item on my bucket list. I want to get a rose named after me. If one of the requirements is having eight husbands, I better get to work.

For dinner most of the family met at Granny and Pop’s house for take out. I think a nice time was had by all. At dinner I asked if anyone would be willing to take me to the airport for my travels the next day. Ben wanted to do it but it was too late for a school night. Pete then graciously offered to take me before he went to bed. We agreed to have him pick me up at 11:30 pm. I’d be about five hours early for my flight in the morning, but that was fine with me. Again I wanted to stay up all night in hopes of being able to sleep for the duration of my flight across the pond.

I’ll be sure to keep you posted on how that goes.

Katy