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Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

Must say for those of you who enjoy golf, was a really good game today.  My picks were my fav. Jason Day, so cute, Sergio , so cute, and now my new fav. Billy? Horschell...personality, silliness and the winner today.  Just sayin,

Diagnosed myself late Fri. "Shingles" willl inform the elderly Dr. and ask her to send out meds.  Yes, it has been an agonizing period of time, worse, couldn't get out to work on the place    Do you think I should call my ins co and tell them not to pay?   Hee, hee. If anyone has gone thru this experience, please share your experience and meds.  Tylenol is my go to.

Well Beau has got us back on the laugh track, I know it has been a heavy time for those knowing the families who have lost loved ones.. Part of childhood brought to a close.  I also visit the high school I would have attended if I continued to live on Hardy road, Sam Houston HS  They also are losing a some of our alumni and families. Onward and upward go We.

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Larry, I cant even pronounce myasthena gravis, let alone spell it, so I refuse to get it.  I dont see double all the time, cept when I have a whiskey glass in my hand....nah, just funnin....I was watching the buzzards and hawks fly over the hill and in the valley, and was seeing two of each, plus at night, the lights seem to be multiplied by two and are foggy looking.  I visit the eyeball doc again in one month so he can look at both eyes.

     Been having a devil of a time doing what he said, hold my arms out to the side and wiggle my fingers. Seems the lighting comes at an inoportune time, like riding in the car.   I roll the window down, which irratates my beloved, and stick my arm out and wiggle my fingers.   Of course other drivers think I am being overly assertive, if you will, so I had to stop that practice as I was getting return finger wiggles.  The lightning also happens in the middle of the night on one of my trips rolling down the hall to the loo. Tried sticking my arm out to the right and wiggle my fingers, but hit the wall and almost broke said fingers.   Heavy sigh!  Is there no middle ground?

      I will ask my sawbones about it next time I go to visit. Is there some sort of test that can determine if it's that, what you said, MG?  I know you mentioned that you might have it, we all sure hope you dont, as I'm sure you and your family are on board with that. 

     Had a huge scare last night, our granddaughter called upset, and said they thought her dad, our son, had a stroke.  He was stumbling in the restaurant and had slurred speech and finally collapsed. Fortunately they got him in the car and Haley drove him to a Methodist ER just a block from the restaurant.  Talked to her again, and she was crying and said he was worse.  We flew down there, a 45 minute with no traffic jaunt.  When we got there, he seemed to have snapped out of it some. 

    They did a catscan, ekg, and multiple blood tests. Seems he was dehydrated some. When the ambulance came to the ER and the EMTs got him on their gurney, he had another attack.  Looked to me to be an anxiety attack. His BP shot up to almost dangerous levels. Fortunately he was in good hands. His ER doc gave him something to help lower the BP, but he had several more attacks on the way to the Main Hospital on I-10 at Barkley cypress.  Haley and Kevins significant other rode in the ambulance with him. Each episode was less than the one before it they said.

    What an amazing efficient system all the old/new hospitals have turned into.  They already had him set up in a room before he left the ER 20 miles away.  We actually beat his ride to the hospital, Diane was driving like a madwoman. I kept telling her to slow down, or I was going to have to ticket her, which produced "the look".

    The scatscan and ekg and everything was clean and normal last night. This morning he goes for an MRI and whatever other tests they will perform.  He'll turn 47 in June, entirely too young for that stuff.

    We and a room full of family talked to him, and he sounded normal. Alice, the nurse, (dont you just love the name "Alice") asked him about anxiety attacks to which he replied he wasnt anxious about anything.   He was reminded about the 12 14 hours a day he puts in at the restaurants, plus his construction company.  You may not think you're anxious about anything, and if you dont recognize it, mother nature will sometimes remind you, a blessing in disguise.

    Talked to him this morning, and he sounded fine. They are just waiting on all the tests etc. Sure hope it was just anxiety attacks, even though those are scary, they are not necessarily fatal, I dont think.

   Well anyway, here's hopin! 

    Ok, time to mount up, I'm burning daylight...and getting ready to get this cast off about noon. I was wanting to GO NOW to the sawbones, even though my appt isnt until 1 something, you know, just maybe he'd get to the task at hand, GETTING THIS DANGED SURF BOARD OFFIN MY LAIG.....!!!!!!!!!!!

    No worries mate, I'm calm as a cucumber....well, there you are...

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Here I am ! ! !  Fiberglas legless.  Got on das boot, and have to traverse on crutches, no scooter! Oh man, this is woise than the scooter.  Doc says I'll be in das boot another month, and crutches for as long as it takes. Well, ok then!  

     Heard from my son Kevin and they saw nothing on the MRI and the MRA. Said it was probably stress, and possibly a TIA mini stroke, but they dont know.  Well, he's ok, for now!  He's home and resting, same as me!

     Got rehab evaluation tomorrow at 11.  When this is all said and done, I will have been out of action for 3 months, one fourth of a year. I have never been out of action for even half that time.  Of course, this would have probably killed an ordinary man! 

     Finally got some much needed rain, but only a quarter of an inch, which is better than nothing at all for sure. My neighbor Chad across the valley is going to cut the hill for me with his hay cutter, and then roll em into rolls . I sya great. 

    3 or 4 of the cows in the pasture next to us are predicate. One looks like she is ready to drop her calf at any moment.  I dont know nothing bout birthin no babies Miss Scarlett....

    Time to elevate my foot then I'm going to soak it in one of those vibrating foot baths.   Jackie gave some bath salts/soap to me, just for this reason.  Then I'm going to go sit in a hot shower for an hour.

    there you go....

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Beau Wann, Jr.

     I'm baaaaack!   Wow, finally got a shower this morning, first in 2 months.  Wanted to last night, but I was exhausted and I knew I'd need all my strength to take a shower, and I did.   Preped for it for an hour, making sure everything was where it needed to be, and things not needed removed from the premisisisisise. (new spelling).  All finished now, and dressed. Couldnt have done it without Diane.  

    I'm thinking it's probably time to start thinking about a retirement village.  We were both in mostly perfect health when we started all this, but now, Dianes suffering from arthritis and me with that and everything else and the bum leg.  It's been mostly fun up here, but now I think it's time to turn it over to some younger people. Havent started looking yet, but will soon as I get over this crippled period.

    Using crutches is a lot harder than I remembered. At least with the scooter, I could go fast, and help around the house, carry stuff in the basket and in my hand, but crutches, no no no....almost fell over backwards a time or two, and that will never do!

    Getting ready to go to my rehab evaluation at 11, and then lunch. I am starved.  No breakfast this morning, hard to get good help nowdays. Had to make my own coffee and pour same without spilling it. Oh, the humanity!  

    Well, ok then, burning daylight...keep the sun at your six and ride boldly ride...hard to ride boldly ride with crutches, but one does the best one can....so there you go...

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Ronna Brand

Beau

You are doing good!  It will all be over before you know it and you will be back to doing what you want to do.

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Ronna, I sure hope so.  PT was hard, but good. The PTer gave my foot a massage of sorts, and it felt so much better.  Did some excersizes with an elastic band.  Have very limited movement in the broke foot. PTer says it will get better, just as the sawbones said, however, and aint there always a however, my left foot, the good one, doesnt have much better range of motion than my right bum foot. Neither foot has had as wide a range of motion as normal people, so that's got me a tad worried.

     Got excersizes to do at home, plus PT 3 times a week, hmmm and at $40 dollars a visit. Hmmm X+Y=Z...doesn t take a mathamagician to see that's 120.00 dollars a week.  We never have enough medical bills to claim on our IRS stuff, although this might put us over the top.  That's really a good thing I suppose not having lots of medical bills. Well duh ! ! !

     And, And, started walking on crutches, just like the sawbones showed me, but now another problem has arisen...my wrists and hands and thumbs now feel sprained.  Ben Straighted them last night and wrapped them with ace bandages, and now they are better this morning. But, soon as I start using the crutches again, they will go back to hurting very real bad.  Oh poor baby!   Hey,  just sayin!  It's always sumpin aint it!

    The storm blew through yesterday eenin.  We lucked out, right before it got to us, it split in two and half went north and half went south. Got high winds, 25 MPH for a few minutes, but no rain.  The wind did blow my rocking chair over, which is about the extent of any damage, thankfully!  The folks in sealy, simonton and brookshire didnt fair as well. 

     I need to get out and go shopping today!  Shopping for what, I dont know, but shopping nonetheless!  I'm really concerned that all the "brick and mortar" places will shut down and you will only be able to buy things on line.  How sad that will be!  All my best places have already shut down, Kaplans, Foleys, Joskes, Oshmans, TG&Y, Whites, Western Auto, Chuck Wagon, the old Sears and Roebucks with the popcorn and candy counter, Woolworths, Kresges, LC cafeteria, Wyatts Cafeteria, just to name a few! 

     Remember how Whites and Western Auto use to smell?  Like new tires.   Sears had saddles and guns and fishing equipment and boats and outboard motors and guitars, and one time they sold houses back in the long ago!  When I got my new scooter, when I opened the box, the Western Auto smell came back, new tires.  

     Back in the late 80s and early 90s, the town of Cleveland or was it Livingston, anyway on old 59 there was still a Western Auto.  There was also a Whites Cafe on the main hwy in town. I remember stopping at it in the late 40s and 50s.  then one day in the 90s, it just disappeared.  "Nothing gold can stay"

     Ok, gotta go, burning daylight....keep the sun at your six and ride boldly ride...there you are...

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Beau Wann, Jr.

     Hello myne fyne waltripynes !   Had an interesting day yesterday!  Generally what that means, your day was boring and you have to make stuff up to make it sound interesting.  Like, "looked in the fridge and I was out of salsa"...Oh no, call out the national guard, the hot sause is missing....you know, stuff like that.

    Really, I was scheduled for PT today at 5pm, but the people wanted to shut it down so they could go on a long weekend so they rescheduled it for yesterday at 11 oclock am in the morning which is what I wanted to do in the first place.   Had a real pretty PTer, and I can say that because I'm 72.  She worked my proverbial butt off. Had me riding a bike first off, then she rolled a rubber rolling pin over my calf then I had to do all sorts of stuff with one of those rubber band thingies.

    Man, she wore me out!  I was exhausted!      I sort of made light of the fact that my sawbones said I would have to learn to walk again....I thought he was overstating it....WRONG!!!! I'm allowed to put 25percent weight on the affected foot, but no more.  I dont know about you, but I dont have a scale or register on just how much weight I'm putting on my foot.  I do know when I use crutches, my left hip suffers greatly.   Oh no, I am not going to have hip replacement, or anything else replaced!

    Jan, I really dont know how you survived with BOTH legs broken at the same time.  How are you and Ed doing now?   I do hope well !  

    I had wanted to go shopping after PTs, but didnt because I was exhausted.  Dont really know what I was going shopping for, or where, because up here we are sort of limited with the number of places you can go shopping.  Home Depot and Lowes, but I've pretty much shopped them to pieces, or whatever that means.
We have one palais royal, their stock is limited. They generally dont carry a shirt size to fit my manly bod! Annd they are not a cripple friendly store. Aisles too small to get crutches or scooter down.

    Downtown is mainly antiques and junque and stuff, and I've got all the junque I can stand.  Maybe next time all yall come up, I'll have price tags on everything, and yall can shop and buy stuff and then I can have more room for me to buy stuff.   No no no...I dont want anymore stuff !  

    I remember the days I was a "one sheet" mover.  You know, you spread out a sheet in the mainest room, and fill it up with all your belongings, and they all would fit, then you folded the corners up and made a "santa claus bag" and hefted it over your shoulder and away you went!   Yeah, them days!  These days, howsomever,   I would need a sheet the size of the Astro Dome, but then what would I get to pick it up with?   Oh the humanity !!

    Time to deplane boss...I'm still tired from yesterdays "whuppin" by the PPtPer (pretty physical Therapy person), so I'm going to go lay down or is it lie down...oh help me Mrs Simpson help me....Speaking of which, one of my excersizes is to make the outline of the alphabet with my broke foot, first in capital letters and then in small letters.  Would you believe the first thing my demented mind conjured up was the letters above the or on the top of the blackboards in all our elementary school classrooms! ! !  I can see them now, plain as day. 

     I find myself softly calling out the letter I am tracing with my foot..."AAAAA...BBBBB...CCCC...." well, you get the idear.  Would you believe, some of the small letters I actually had to think about ! ! !  It's because we dont write things down with paper and pen like we use to.  Now, I understand the brats bratty parents dont want cursive to be taught in school, as well as no more homework....OMG...why have the brats go to school at all, just turn em loose at the mall, and when they get in trouble, just blame Trump or Bush...yeah, that's the ticket.

    Dont get me started!   Too late...ok, I believe I was on my way to lay/lie down and  try to recuperate from yesterdays whuppin.  My beloved is going to go have a "girls" day out with Paige up here in Katmandu.  I'm glad for them, ladies need to get together away from hubsands and the like, and get back to the sane whirld.
Us guys use to do that at our WABEC luncheons, but no more!  I miss those days, and fudds also too.

   Keep the sun at your six, and ride boldly ride...

your frien and resident nutcase....Robert E Lee Cephus Magillicutty esq...

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Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

Thank you veterans for  your service, bittersweet day as our groups lost many classmates.  Both my husbands served, and one, 2 yrs. and one 20 yrs.  R.I.P.  Well done.

Beau Wann, Jr.

    " It's alive, IT'S ALIIIIVE ! ! !  " I'm walkin, yes indeed I'm walkin"....man, or woman, this day couldnt get here fast enough.  I'm walkin without aid, look like walter brennam, but walking nonetheless.  Still doing PT homework, and got a few more weeks of PT at the PT place.  I even have house shoes on BOTH FEET...I havent had shoes or boots that matched on both feet in a coons age, however long that is, approx 3 months...Ha, now how you gonna be !

     I must say, I couldnt have done it without youse youtes, so thank you very much! ! !  You never miss something until it's gone, like being able to do something you've done for about 70 years, WALKING, and glorious FREEDOM....I do hope I'm not crowing prematurely, I guess  I could still fall down and hurt something else and be further back from whence I started.

    I actually started walking unaided yesterday !  Just decided to ditch the kneerover, and chuck the crutches, and toss the cane.  Me and the big kids, Jack and Dixie Belle, sat out on the porch last night and watched the sun go down and then the lightning bugs aka fireflies, put on a most magnificent show of lights.  I'm thinking they were as happy as I was, am!

    What a show it was!  First the fireflies started down at the creek, and slowly worked their way to the top of the hill.  I had a good 5 cent cigar, and a glass of RC and some "stranger on the shore" playing on the old juke box, and it seemed a prelude to heaven.   Ever now and again, I'd get up and walk out into the night accompanied by Dixie Belle and we'd patrol the fence line, slowly and carefully, and not so much of it, but some.  Jack would stay on the porch and watch.  Poor guy, his walkin with me and runnin with Dixie are well behind him now.

    He has a harder time getting up than I do, plus he is in pain more than I.  Got him on pain killers and siezure meds.  The one terrible thing about having critters as your friends, watching them grow old and losing them.  Jack is 10, which equates to about 70 in human years.  He's lived a good, healthy and helpful life up to this point.  He's been our friend and companion and Coopers Protector for about as long as he is old.

    Going to try to load him up in the truck today and take him to the recycle and trash place in Brenham. We'll take the back road to town and go slow so he can stick his head out the window.  How he loves to ride in the truck, me too!  Good thing we got the ramp. Bought it for cooper when he was still a pup. He never did cotton to jumping up in the back seat of the truck.  That ramp came in handy for Coopers and my appointed rounds of the schools and hospices and libraries and churches and the like, so he could work his magic.

     Now, how did I get off on that subject?  Oh well, you know me, ol dopey me !

   Time to get a move on, I'm burning daylight....keep the sun at your six and ride boldly ride...

    Your frien and resident marathon runner...Obediah Cephus R.E. Lee Magillicuty olbeauwannkanobie esq.

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Linda Bolton (Roffall)

I really  enjoyed  your  post  Beau. So HAPPY FOR YOU ! Such  good  news.  Please,  just  don't  over  do it.

   Now,  about  those  fireflies.  All the  fireflies  must be  on  your  hill. Ronna,  John  and I sat on the front porch at our country home  Saturday night  watching  for  fireflies.  We saw all of  15. Were  your  ears burning ? I told  Ronna  and  John,  they're all at Beau 's having a  party.  I guess  they like  your  place  better than  ours.  Anyhow,  just  saying ! How about  boxing  some  up and sending them  our  way. We're off Co. Rd 2434 and 210 out of  Weimar.  We 'll be looking for  ' em.

Again Beau,  we are  so happy  that you are  walking  again.  Take care ! 

Teddie Jordan

Thats great news Cephus, you da man! Just keep on Moving and Improving and you'll be as good as or better than new.

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

Hey BroBeau, so happy for you.  That calls for the Happy Dance!! Love & Hugs

Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

That is terrific news.  Just keep the PT up and try not to  do further damage...lol.  Guess the ole retirement home has now been put on hold!  We all hope so.  Live on!

Terry Jones (Gallemore)

Beau,  So happy for both you AND Diane!  I know she is happy to see you FREE and enjoying that freedom!

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Thank you one and all for the well wishes.  However, and aint there always a however, had a set back at the PT place from one of the PT persons people.  The last thing they did was massage my calf muscle/achilles tendon with a rubber rolling pin.   They said they would be gentle, I'd a hate to seen em get rough!  Anyway, She commenced to rollin the rubber rollin pin up and down my calf, and she hit the, I guess it was the spot where he sliced the tendon to make it longer, and I came up off of the table faster than I have moved in the last 10 years.    Methinks me started me happy dance prematurely ! ! !

    They were apologetic, but "too lates" dont count. She should have known not to do that. I guess she thought I was an ex-husband or something, I seem to have that effect on folks. I guess I got the Marquis de massade massage.   Anyway, I canceled my remaining PT sessions until I can get the doc to look at it and make sure it's not injured further.   that wont be till next monday.

    So now I am limping severly using a cane. I knew back in my demented mind that something like this was going to happen with the PTers.  I'm not one that likes to be touched physically, dont know why, just dont like it. I've never had a massage, and dont want one, expecially with a rubber rolling pin.  I am, however, continuing my home PTs. I dont knead no stinkin PTer nohow! 

      On the plus side, a Hollywood producer did call and ask if I wouldnt reprise the role Walter Brennan played in Rio Bravo, "Stumpy" I believe his name was in the movie.  I dont know whether to be glad or offended. I told him I'd rather play the John Waynes character "John T. Chance", but I would think about the "Stumpy" role, only if I could have Angie Dickenson as my love interest. Yeah, that's the ticket, wow, what a twist on the old Rio Bravo story, Angie dumps the Duke for Stumpy!  Yeah, that's what I'm talkin about !

     I did have my first taste of freedom yesterday, went into town all by my self!  Ha, aint no mean ol Marquise de massade gonna keep me down. Went to the filling station and got gas for the tractor, then to the post office, and the bank to say hello to my ladies.  One of them was retiring, and yesterday was her last day.   She lives in downtown Chappell Hill proper, so we will probably see her from time to time.   I just love that bank, such friendly folks.    

       I also got on the tractor and cut a couple of acres just around the old homestead, and the field of dreams, and moved my lowboy trailer, allst the while doing my best Walter Brennan imitation.  I did like his character acting. 

      I"m wearing Das Boot like the good doc prescribed, but now it is covered in grass and burrs from mowing and stuff.. Gonna have to get out the duck tape and clean it off best I can.  

    Now, about those farflies !   As I was enjoying their light dance yestiday eenin, they came right up to the porch,  Having once taken morse code at 20 words a minute, we conversed, and I think I read their blinkin lights right, they said ok!  Might take em a fortnight or two to reach yall way down south, they will be buckin a head wind all the way.  Ifin they dont make it, it's not because they didnt try, they might get blown off course into Lee or Grimes county.

     Ok, I'm burning daylight, got to commence my ABCs and rubber band PTs, then practize my Walter Brennan voice...."Well suh, ah haint gonna do it nohow"...how was that?  I think pretty good, cause Diane came in and thought I had Rio Bravo on....ok, commencin mah PTs...

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    Your frien and resident nut....ME.  

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Goot nobin hob goblin....How you like my German?  Notice the accent?  Yeah, I'm pretty good, oui?  First things second, the official weather station CHIMACS, seems to have a small problem, methinks!  The temperature guage reads -40 !   I checked with the manual weather machine, and I'm reasonably sure it's not minus 40 outside.    I have been wrong before, I thought I was wrong once, but I was wrong! 

   Got home too late to notice any farflies. Yup, me and the missus was out carousing arouund till all hours of the eenin.  Seems our grandson Taylor had his 23rd boithday.  Had to drive all the way down to brookshire, or FM1093 to TEXAS BORDERS #2.  That's a long drive for old folks, dont know how they make it!

   Also too, I would be remiss in my duties as the town fryer,  if I didnt mention that today is NATIONAL DONUT DAY....It is, of course, my obligation to whip up a mess O them delectable Os and chicken fry em!   Yeah, that's what I'm talkin about!
Maybe I'll go to a donut shop in the surrounding area...We have a MAX DONUTS and a DONUT HOLE, in brenham proper, and a SHIPLEYS in Hempstead but we dont have a KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN up heres anywheres, oh the humanity !

    I'm burnin daylight, so got to head em up and mosey on down, or up, to a donut shop and just snif the aroma of fryin donuts.  I will leave you with these woids of wisdom that was imparted to me by an old indian chief....
" Never ever trust a naked bus driver".....so there you go...

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your frien and resident nut donut lover...olbeauwannkanobie 

Pat Brantley (Ross)

I have read posts but haven't been on in awhile.  I developed a sinus infection in March.  It progressed into a serious bacterial infection.  Yuck is all I can say.  The energy has been sucked out of me.  I had a procedure designed by the marquis de Sade in the ENT's office thursdsy morning.  It took 2 hours and hurt more than childbirth.  My husband watched the whole thing at the doctor's side.  He is usually a good advocate, but I won't tell him that.  It was supposed to fix the problem.  I was on different antibiotics for 42 days.  I said no to anymore until this procedure.  Now they are back.  Most of you know that I am married to a doctor.  I think there are many incompetent doctors out there.  I have been seen by some real turkeys.  I have walked out of exam rooms.  I have complained to the medical board.  There are so many urgent care facilities out there.  Some (those affiliated with large hospitals) have good docs.  Many have marginal MDs who can't have a private practice because they lack skills.  Be careful.  

I felt well enough to go out with friends and family night for dinner.  I was exhausted when we got home, but at least I got out.  Old age is not what I thought it would be.  

Beau, I have never been in a walking boot, but my husband has been several times.  My niece was in her twenties when she got caught in fast moving water and her foot was lodged between large rocks.  Her ankle was crushed and they had to life flight her out of there.  The surgeon did a great job with screws and pins, but then he said goodbye.  She needed "good" physical therapy to learn to walk again after 5 months in casts and das boot.  She got good care and was able to walk without looking like Chester on Gunsmoke.  There are quality therapists, but I don't know where outside of Houston.  I may go back to Houston for a second opinion about my sinus infection if I am not improving quickly.  

Remember Mouseketeers, speak up and speak out.  We're accountable for ourselves.

Beau, this post may cause the state of California legislature to consider me persona non grata.  

Beau Wann, Jr.

    Pat, sorry you are having all the troubles.  I think we should souix HISD for not preparing us for old people hood.   Wish I gnu some magic incantation or had a magic potion or a good poltice to hep you, but I'm a failure, dont know a thing to help.  I gno, pick a really hard algabraic problem and try to wwork it out in your head, and you'll forget about everything else. In my case a real hard algebra problem is just spelling it correctly, so I'm stumpd from the get go!  Makes my brain hurt just thinking about algebra, and that doesnt help, just adds to the pain I already have. 

    Tried looking for things I've been missing, just to take my mind off of the pain, but then I cant remember what's missing, except my brain, but it's backed up around here on a hard drive somewhere!

    I shed the scooter, and the crutches and the cane Monday week ago, and then decided to put on a shoe yesterday for my visit with Doc Sawbones.  Stuck a pin in my balloon, said he wants me to wear the boot a nother month....WHAAAAAAAT????   Fine, but what does he know about stuff.  Now I have the boot on and it hurts more with it than without it....Canceled all PT sessions from here till whenever. I do all the excersizes here at the house, and save 40 dollars a visit.

    Where they say do 4 reps of 8, I do 4 of 32...if for some reason it's too much, I just back off, duh!  I do not do the rollin pin thingy , no no no!  

     Getting ready for the best small town fourth of july parade in the USA !   It was voted that by some magazine, dont know which one!  It's a good parade anyway. The parade route is 5 minutes long, but so many entries makes it last an hour and a half or more.  If I get the ok from Doc Sawbones, I'm going to ride Pegasus in the parade. Diane and I did last year or the year before. It was fun. It's hot though, so buy one of those frozen towels that stay cold for hours and drink a lot of water and gatorade.

    I dont mind going to the parade here, because we just live around the corner from down town CH...or a hop skip and a jump, or a stones throw, which ever is your pleasure.  Living so close, I can go home and nap whenever I need to.  In fact, ifin a passel of youse youtes want to go to the parade, but have too many cars, just meet here and go from here in one car, yeah, that's the ticket.  It costs to park there, but dont know how much, because I park at one of the bank tellers house in town and she dosent charge. She retired last wednesday, but said she was going to stay in town and I could continue to park at her house.

    We finally got some rain Sunday, about 2 inches, yea!  The CHIMACS weather station still says it is -40 degrees with a wind chill of -48...I'd say it's a tad off, and I'm going to fix it when I get a roundtuit.  Been looking for those elusive roundtuits for a fortnight or two. Maybe one will show up today.  I just hate clunking around in das boot, it just isnt condusive for getting anything done. 

   I'm burning daylight, so gonna sing off...

your frien and resident dixie doodle dandy, olbeauwannkanobi

WARNING: it is known to the state of California that singing Dixie will make early peas late....

Wayne Pace (Pace)

Growing old is not for sissies.  lol

Pat Brantley (Ross)

Beau, das boot is supposed to be torture.  My husband would have been so happy as an engineer.  He spent all his time in the boot refining the inside with different materials.  His partner said we were lucky he didn't have access to a blowtorch.  He would find perfection for an hour and then the end!  The doctor said "stay off of it".  That didn't sit well.  He would have no one to boss if he didn't have patients.  He likes to tell people what is best for them while ignoring his own doctors.  

I got several great suggestions after complaining about my sinuses.  I have already seen another doctor here because of Jimmie lee's note.  I have an appointment next week with doctor in Houston that Wayne recommended, and Tom reminded me to start using my trusty lavage unit again.  Great advice from great people.  

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Good luck Pat, our class is the best arent they!  

     On another note, seems I couldnt stay off the tractor, thought, what's the harm, I'm just gonna sit on it and mow....well, the harm is getting on and off, which was my undoing.   I got off the tractor and planted my BAD injured foot in the step and proceeded to step down.  I should have put my good foot in the step and stepped down on my bad foot.  

    As luck would have it, and she pretty much has her way, the opposite of what I would have it, I lost my balance and fell backwards, leaving my bad foot trapped in the tractor step. My body moved and my foot stayed in the step. Fortunately I was able to grab the tractor and keep me from falling to the ground, breaking my right and bad foot completely off.

    There was a pop or snap in my bad foot, and severe to killer pain and I hollared for about 5 minutes before I regained my composure.  I can walk, but with much discomfort.  Havent been back to the sawbones yet, going to wait till my next appointment next week rather than bother him now, just to hear him say, "dont do that anymore, and stay off your foot", which is what I have been doing since the incident wednesday.  It has gotten some better, but a far cry from healed.

   Seems it's always a lesson too late for the learning.  I've been off this damned foot for almost 3 months, my place looks like crap, like I've never done anything to keep it cleaned up.  That just kills my soul, so I thought I'd try to get something done, and look what I got for my troubles, more troubles. Typical me!!  If someone came up with a reasonable offer, I think I'd just sell the place, and walk away. Or limp away!

   It's gotten me pretty depressed, so I think I will be gone for a spell. Dont know what I can do, cant move around much, ride my bike, or much of anything. Pretty worthless and useless for an old guy that wants to do stuff.  Now, I dont feel like doing anything anymore, nothing good comes of doing stuff anyway!  Sorry for the pity party, but it's just got me so far down....

I wll sing off....Ol dopey me

WARNING: It is known to the state of california that I am a menace to me, and probably cause global warming.... 

Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

?Yikes, are we going to have to come out and tie you to the dog's section (etiquette for "your in the oghouse now)....just hope Diane was there to render first aid and hold your hand.  Top farm accidents include accidents on a tractor.  Why you thought that would be safe,beats me.  But I know how you felt.  When I was sick and watched the weeds shooting up, I wanted to do the same thing.  Been mowing to beat the guns, but can't keep up with the rain..  I saw two snakes in one day.  A lovely large copperhead right out side my front door, I am 4 ft. up, so it was a surprise to see one that wanted to get that high up.  Scared him away, as I couldn't hit him with the hoe, without him coming at me if I missed.  He scooted back down.  Then I came out and saw a looonng black snake, coachwhip, I believe, and my friend told me they like to come back at you if you irritate them....Let that go.  Not like me I usually kill them.  I suppose tolerance is the smart move.  Just wondering what seeing two snakes in the same day meansjust   Nuff said.

Pat Brantley (Ross)

Beau, you get your backside back to the doctor.  That is an order.  Things in your foot are not supposed to make snap! Crackle! Or pop! Noises.  Doing nothing will only make it worse.  I have learned to pace myself because some of my body parts seem to be wearing out faster than others.  Diane would like to have you around for a while longer without resorting to hiding all the keys in the house.

Teddie Jordan

Cephus, I agree with Pat. This is just a setback, you will look back and be glad that you had the necessary surgery and endured the recovery. Go to the doc and take your medicine and persevere his sermon. There is always a chance that he knows what he is talking about!

You are a trooper, And your bride is eligible for sainthood!

Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

Oops Beau, I think they got you good.  Well, just remember, you are a writer, not a quitter.

I have been graced with the love of my daughter's son's daughter.  We have shared a bond between us so strong but my country girl, insisted on visiting by herself after brother nixed me for tech and boy friends., has turned tail on me.  Four days was all she could stand.  When the electricity went off, the tears just exploded and it was time to go home.  No lights,air conditioning and holy total night without lights did her in.  I begrudingly drove her back to Magnolia for pickup. back to Houston. Life, here, is misunderstood and sometimes scarey for the progressive ones.  Plus there is not a manly presence here as well.

On my behalf, I must say, 4 days of antimated cartoons, spelling, McDonalds (Ugh) etc. has drove me crazy.. Did manage to put her in a bubble bath in front of me and watch....the golf game.  Life is good.