Snow, Snow, Snow

We got 6 - 8 inches of snow yesterday and even then decided to go to Independence anyhow and take Leslie to lunch. Going up was fine because there wasn't too much snow. But it snowed hard all day and when we went to the cleaners and to Wal Mart to buy some more groceries, the roads were completely covered up. When we started home, my windshield iced up faster then my wipers could clear them and then the ice made the windshield smeared anyhow, so it was touch and go getting home. Bob was a nervous wreck.

We had left Slinky in the garage, next to the hot water tank with his chaise cushion and so he was happy. When we let him back in the utility area, we brought in the chaise cushion too and he loved that. His old bones really suffer lying on a cold floor on a couple of rag rugs on that hard floor. So, last night, he slept through the night without barking to wake me up to let him out to go do his duty.

Scott canceled his plan to come after work. By that time, the roads were treacherous and he decided to play it safe. That was smart.

Bob changed his appointment at the hospital, partly because of the snow and partly because he wanted to talk to the surgeon first..before they measured his arm for that compression sleeve. He got to thinking that perhaps that compression sleeve would press that infection up into his chest area and cause it to affect his heart or lungs so he wants to ask the surgeon about that. So, he sees the surgeon on Tuesday and his appointment with the physical therapy department is now on Wednesday.

His arm is just the same...perhaps even larger. His niece, who used to be a pharmaceutical salesperson, suggested zinc oxide cream to rub on the arm. So he got some and is using it. It can't hurt and it might just help.