Much better

Took Boo back to the doc on Wednesday and she was doing much better. Her Xrays showed a ghost of a virus, but no pneumonia.
She might be a candidate for Asthma, since she had eczema as a baby. But they don't (or can't) test her for that yet, so we're just going to watch "it" from now on.
She's done with her prednisone and doesn't need her albuterol anymore, so the nebulizer (on loan, thank you, doc) will go back when we see her again coming Wednesday.

And here we are, another weekend, almost the end of July. I'm not going to say it anymore, (time is just going too damn fast)
Bugs is working a regular schedule now, but disappointed that she is not getting the "good" tables and not making much in the way of tips. So she told her boss she is ready for the big time, and told the other waitresses to stop the "treat the newcomer like shit" stuff and let's get the job going.

Her car is all fixed and ready to go, but the insurance company is dragging it's feet and giving her the run around. I suggested she call them and threaten to get an attorney involved. They promised to get things moving.
You see, the guy's car (if is WAS his car) was insured, but he's not on the policy. The company has been trying to get a hold of him(???They have the police report, what more is needed?.)
HA! He's probably an illegal and no longer around. But Bugs is becoming a little more aggressive (about time) and hopefully she will get her car back (and me reimbursed for the rental)

My brother and his wife took my parents back to their/our old neighborhood. Many streets have been leveled and the rest is waiting to be. It was a bit heart breaking for my folks to see how everything was being torn up and vandalized, and weeds everywhere.

The picture of them in front of our old church is especially sad, as you can see, someone painted the number 666 on the wall. The church is no longer in use, but you'd think someone would take that off.
The building has always been butt ugly, and now with those blue gates it looks like some medieval prison. Brrr...

My cousin from Spain was visiting last week and took some pictures of my parents. My mom looks pretty worn out. She has lost a lot of weight (something nobody bothered to tell me) and frankly, it really shocked me to see that sad face, so hollow and drawn. My father, on the other hand, looks good. That twinkle in his eye, and the silly grin. Obviously so happy to have her home again.

It is really hitting them hard that they have become so dependent all of a sudden. Even a short trip in their carts to the store is no longer an option. Nor is going to church, which is across the street.

Needless to say their situation is creating a bit of worry here. I so wish to go and see them.
It's not a matter of money, hell, that's what credit cards are for, but I can't see my way out of leaving Bugs, Boo and Wheelie to their own devises, especially with the little one being sick.

But, nothing we can do about it I guess, que sera, sera.

I took Boo to the park this morning, they were charging $3.00 for parking. No way! I told them we were just going to see the ducks, and they let me through. Apparently there was a huge softball thing going on, including donkey rides, barbecues, huge baloonslide things.
Boo had a ball climbing on one of these monstrosities and me, my heart in my throat, watching her climb all the way to the top and bouncing all the way down, squealing with delight. This child has absolutely no fear! Good for her!

We did go see the ducks, but it being so early, they weren't very eager to interact with us.
So we played a little longer, took a stroll through the "woods" and went home again. Just in time too, the entire parking lot was full!

I gave her some lunch, we drew some pictures and played with some stickers, and off to bed it went for a good nap.

I am pooped, and it's only 12:30

*lol*

SGMKJ!