Wednesday, May 2, 2018

SUE'S OWN "ME TOO" MOVEMENT......

I'M STARTING A NEW "ME TOO" MOVEMENT  IN PROTEST OF
ALL WORKMEN..... SERVICE TECHNICIANS....
APPLIANCE REPAIR MEN....MECHANICS AND
IN TODAYS CASE....
THE POOL REPAIR GUY.....
I KNOW THIS IS LONG BUT FOR MY REALTOR ANET....SHE KNOWS TO READ ALL THE WAY TO THE END FOR THE PUNCH LINE...
AND TODAY THIS ONE IS A REAL DOOZY....

NOW THIS MIGHT NOT APPLY TO MANY READING THIS BUT I'M SURE YOU HAVE ALL BEEN THERE....IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER...
THIS COULD HAVE BEEN JUST A SIMPLE FACEBOOK POST
BUT WHAT HAPPENED WAS SO RIDICULOUS IN THE
MEN VS. WOMEN CATEGORY
THAT IT DESERVES IT'S OWN BLOG POST...

WE HAD A BAD WINTER THIS YEAR AND WE DO HAVE THE FOUR SEASONS
HERE IN GEORGIA....BUT WE STILL ARE ABLE TO KEEP THE POOL
OPEN ALL YEAR...WHICH ONLY MEANS IT DOESN'T GET COVERED.
IT'S SALT WATER SO COME SPRING WE JUST CRANK UP THE HEAT AND IT'S GOOD
TO GO....
BUT IT GETS A LITTLE BATHTUB LOOKING RING AROUND THE TILES
 SO EVERY FEW YEARS WE NEED TO GET THEM CLEANED....

OUR USUAL COMPANY NO LONGER OFFERS THIS SERVICE SO I CALLED TO GET
A RECOMMENDATION FROM THE FOLKS WHO PUT THE POOL IN.......
I CALLED "POOL GUY #1" AND LEFT A MESSAGE BUT MADE THE MISTAKE
OF SAYING...."IT'S NOT A BIG JOB THE POOL IS ONLY 4 FEET DEEP"....
OF COURSE I NEVER HEARD FROM THE GUY....

WHICH LED ME TO "POOL GUY #2".....
I LEAVE A MESSAGE FOR "HENRY" AND SURE ENOUGH HE CALLS BACK...
OF COURSE HE DID....BECAUSE HENRY PROBABLY HASN'T HAD WORK
IN YEARS....
WHEN I RETURN HIS CALL HE ANSWERS THE PHONE WITH A DIFFERENT NAME...
HE CALLS HIMSELF "CHRIS" BUT WHEN I ASK FOR HENRY HE SAYS IT'S HIM...
IT SEEMS
 CHRIS IS HIS NICKNAME.....OKAY...BUT THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN A CLUE...

HE TELLS ME HE WILL CALL ME SUNDAY NIGHT AND COME OUT THIS WEEK EITHER TUESDAY OR WEDNESDAY....I TELL HIM IN DETAIL....LET ME REPEAT THAT....
I TELL HIM IN DETAIL WHAT I NEED DONE...
TILE CLEANED IN BOTH POOL AND SPA AND IT'S REALLY A ONE MAN JOB
BECUASE IT'S ONLY 4 FEET DEEP (I'M AFRAID OF WATER, IT'S A THERAPY POOL)
I ADDED IT SHOULD NOT TAKE ONE MAN MORE THEN A COUPLE OF HOURS TO DO...
HE TELLS ME IT WILL BE HIM AND HIS ASSISTANT...HE SHOULD HAVE LEFT OFF THE
"ISTANT" PART OF THAT WORD....IN ANY CASE...HE NEVER CALLS SUNDAY...
I CALL HIM TUESDAY AND HE TELLS ME HIS SISTER IS DYING....HE'S SORRY HE DIDN'T CALL.....
CLUE #2.....
I ONCE AGAIN REPEAT MYSELF ABOUT THE SIZE OF THE POOL EVEN INCLUDING THAT IT'S ONLY 10,000 GALLONS AND 4 FEET DEEP...I NEED THE TILES CLEANED.
HE QUOTES ME BETWEEN $150 AND $250 TO BE DETERMINED WHEN HE
GETS TO THE HOUSE...IT IS A SMALL JOB SO THE PRICE DID NOT ALERT ME...

HE IS SUPPOSE TO SHOW TODAY BETWEEN ONE AND THREE...
I GO OFF TO ART CLASS LEAVING THE BOSS TO PAY HIM BUT I TELL THE BOSS
I HAVE A BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS GUY...
THE BOSS TELLS ME....
"THEN WHY AREN'T YOU STAYING HOME TO DEAL WITH HIM".....
WELL.....GOOD POINT...BUT I HAVE ART CLASS...
NOW I HAVE BEEN WANTING TO TELL OFF A MAN FOR MONTHS NOW...
I HAVE JUST REACHED THE POINT WHERE I HAVE HAD IT....
YOU HAVE ALL BEEN THERE...

THE CAR DEALER WHO TELLS YOU HE DOESN'T HEAR ANY NOISE....
THE WASHING MACHINE REPAIR GUY WHO TELLS YOU...
"I DON'T SEE ANYTHING WRONG"....
HOW ABOUT THAT CABLE GUY...YOU KNOW THE ONE WITH THE BUTT CRACK
THAT TELLS YOU.....
"IT'S WORKING FINE FOR ME....MAYBE IT'S SOMETHING "YOUR" DOING WRONG"....
HOW ABOUT AT CHRISTMAS WHEN THE SEWER BACKED UP IN OUR LAUNDRY ROOM AND THE GUY HAD TO COME BACK THREE TIMES IN TWO DAYS BECAUSE HE DIDN'T BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAID I STILL HEARD GURGLING....

WELL TODAY WAS THE DAY I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR FOR MONTHS...
THE DAY THE BOSS WALKED AWAY LEAVING ME TO MY OWN DEVICES....
TO INSULT....
BE RUDE... AND SAY EVERYTHING SHORT OF CALLING
"THE POOL GUY"
AN A$$....HOLE
HE SHOWS UP WITH HIS ASSISTANT AND A DOG THAT HE LEAVES IN THE TRUCK...
THE DOG...NOT THE ASSISTANT....NOW IT WAS PROBABLY IN THE 80'S HERE TODAY
AND THIS POOR LITTLE DOG WAS NOT HAPPY....
HE TELLS THE BOSS HE CAN DO THE JOB FOR $150.00 THEN PROCEEDS TO GET INTO THE POOL AND START THROWING ACID ON THE STONE UNDER THE WATERFALL...
HE CLAIMS TO HIS ASSISTANT (WHO WAS SITTING ON A LOUNGE CHAIR)
THAT HE GOT SOME IN HIS EYES AND ON HIS SKIN....
OKAY.....IT'S ACID...
HE MAKES A LOT OF NOISE SPLASHING WATER ON HIMSELF AS I KEEP AN EYE OUT THE KITCHEN WINDOW WHILE I'M COOKING....
15 MINUTES LATER THE ASSISTANT COMES TO THE BACK DOOR TO
SAY THEY WERE DONE AND WOULD LIKE TO BE PAID...
HOW DID I KNOW WHAT WAS COMING....

I GO OUT AND THIS BIG FAT SLOB WITH TWO PIRATE EARRINGS IS GETTING OUT
OF THE POOL.....I ASK "WHAT ABOUT THE TILE????"
TO WHICH I GET THIS....

"WHAT TILE? I WAS HERE TO CLEAN OFF THE WHITE RESIDUE ON JUST WHAT YOU TOLD ME ON THE. PHONE....YOU SAID YOU HAD A 3FT X 4FT AREA THAT NEEDED TO BE CLEANED....THAT'S WHAT I DID".....PLUS THAT TILE CAN'T BE CLEANED...THE WHOLE POOL NEEDS TO BE DRAINED"
"YOU ALSO TOLD ME THE POOL WAS ABOUT TEN YEARS OLD AND I TOLD YOU
I COULD DO IT BUT NOT TODAY"....

THAT DID IT.....AT THAT POINT THE BOSS WHO WAS LISTENING FROM THE SIDELINES EXITS THE PATIO AND GOES IN TO THE HOUSE....
I WENT NUTS...AND SUE NEVER GOES NUTS...
I LOOKED AT THAT GUY AND SAID
"WHAT ARE YOU NUTS...I NEVER SAID ANY OF THOSE THINGS"...
"I TOLD YOU MULTIPLE TIMES THE SIZE OF THE POOL...THE GALLONS....THE TILES...YOUR NOT SERIOUS".....
HE LOOKED AT ME WITH THIS HURT SHOCKED LOOK AND SAID...
"ARE YOU UPSET ABOUT SOMETHING???? I DON'T WANT YOU TO BE UPSET"

TO WHICH I REPLIED A SIMPLE...
"DO YOU THINK".....
WELL...I DIDN'T SEE SUE'S FACE BUT THE BOSS SAID I WAS HOLDING MY OWN IN THIS MAN VS. WOMEN
WAR OF WORDS AND HE THOUGHT I WAS DOING JUST FINE ON MY OWN...
THE GUY WAS SO "SHOCKED" THAT I WOULD QUESTION HIS INTEGRITY AND THE THOUSANDS OF POOLS HE HAS CLEANED THAT HE SAID HE WOULD NOT
CHARGE ME....AS LONG AS I GAVE HIM ANOTHER CHANCE....
I OFFERED TO PAY HIM SOMETHING BUT HE REFUSED....
FINE BY ME....
LEAVING ME HIS CARD AND A QUOTE TO DRAIN AND CLEAN THE POOL FOR
A MERE $1300.00 PARTS INCLUDED...
HE LEFT AND WE PROMPTLY SHUT THE GATE BEHIND HIM...
FIRST THING I DID BACK IN THE HOUSE WAS GOOGLE HIM....
I FOUND HIS FACEBOOK PAGE FOR THE COMPANY
WHICH HE HAD "REVIEWS" OF HIS SERVICE....
FUNNY THING ONE OF THE REVIEWS WAS WRITTEN BY A MAN
NAME "HENRY" WITH THE SAME LAST NAME AS HIS...
SO HE'S WRITING AND POSTING HIS OWN REVIEWS AND IS TOO STUPID
TO CHANGE HIS NAME....BUT IT EXPLAINS THE NICKNAME CHRIS.
SUCH A MORON......

I FINALLY CALM DOWN WITH A GLASS OF TEA....I SIT DOWN NEXT TO THE
BOSS ON THE SOFA....AND WE DISCUSS HOW HORRIBLE THIS GUY WAS.....
WHEN THE BOSS SAYS....
"I THINK HE WAS DRUNK....."
ME....."DID YOU SMELL ANYTHING ON HIS BREATH".....
THE BOSS....
"NO BUT YOU DO REALIZE WHEN HE CAME OUT OF THE POOL AND YOU WERE
YELLING AT HIM HE WAS IN HIS UNDERPANTS"......

AND ANET....THERE'S YOUR PUNCHLINE!





Friday, February 23, 2018

I WOULD LOSE MY ASS IF IT WASN'T ATTACHED.....

So I was having lunch with my friend Helen today and she mentioned how much she enjoys reading this blog...
She said she finds the things that happen to me or the Fam
not always a good thing.... but it's How I tell the story...
I appreciated that very much...but explained that I never
Embellish.....never.
What happens here... has happened here....
So this is the latest in my un-usual circumstances...and this one is a Real Doozy.....
See that lovely card above...
That was given to me on October 8th, 2017
By H. Daughter and Family for my birthday....
Which most of you know is Daughter's birthday as well...
She is the most generous person I know behind her father and in front of my dear friend Joyce AKA: Betty Crocker...
She gave me gifts as well because she always thinks on any occasion...
You have to have something to unwrap....
 Remember....she had just given birth to Mr. Jack on
September 25th...
But she still managed to get out there and make sure I had
a Great Birthday....
I love that kid....
Inside the card was an extremely generous $500.00
American Express Gift Card....
How nice is that....
 I took it back to Georgia and put it "safely" inside my little blue
"Bliss" spa bag where I keep all my gift cards....Of which most are
from either Daughter or Joyce....
I planned on saving it to buy an airline ticket to go back up to
New York after the first of the year....
Or to go visit Joyce in Florida...

I decide I am going to go to New York in March before daughter returns to work....so we can spend a little time together...
I get the card out of the above cardboard gift envelope...
And amongst all the crap I have on my kitchen table when I
am paying bills and doing taxes...I started looking at Delta
Fares....
In the meantime....and there is always
"In the meantime"
  I became distracted in one way or another....
My new American Express card had come in the mail....
When I opened it I thought...
"Well gee I should just buy my ticket with the Delta Amex card and get my Sky Miles...the $500 gift card I will take to NYC
for Fun money.....
 I buy my ticket.....I charge it.... I move on to other things...
More then likely to cook the Boss his third or fourth
Meal of the Day.....

A few days later that Bell went off in my head...
Now that Bell is pretty darn loud because it seems not
too much else is taking up space up there....

I start looking for the Gift Card....
Nothing....nowhere.....what do I do....after panicking...
I e-mail Joyce...who is the voice of reason whenever I
Do something dumb and she told me not to worry.... it has to be
somewhere in the house....
 My first thought was...."Oh crap I threw it in the garbage...."
I look everywhere....every purse...every pocket...
Every drawer...You know how you look in stupid places when you lose something...Nothing....I look for two days....

Finally I decide I had better call their "Lost or Stolen"
number and report it Lost....
I mention (which with my big mouth I should not have)
that "It's probably somewhere in the house but I can not find it"...
Never utter those words to American Express...
Hearing that... they immediately don't want to do a thing.
So I quickly change it to I was sure it had been Lost...
They give me a big long list of things I have to provide to see if
they will re-instate a new card...
The main thing here is..."IF they will re-instate it"
I do not wait to get the official letter in the mail....I faxed to them
#1...picture government I.D.
#2....a utility Bill with my name and address
#3 the cardboard envelope the card came in...
#4....I sent the birthday card...
#5....Daughter wrote a letter to them confirming she indeed gave
me the card, when and where she bought it....
She also explained that in NYC When buying a gift card of that size.... You can only pay with cash...
She did not know what happened to the receipt, or even if they gave her one....remember she had just had a C-Section...who's going to think about receipts and what you have done with one....

But Amex already knew how much the card was for...they knew it had not been used...and they knew where and when it was bought...
I expected the FBI to show up at the house any day to
Fingerprint me....
Or give me a Polygraph test....
I wait a day then I called them to confirm they got the fax....
Oh yes they had....and they already made their decision....
"DECLINED"
Reason given....no recipe proving that Daughter actually bought it...Now I know a lot of people don't believe lawyers....
But come on....She is not a lawyer doing "personal injury"
with a Billboard on the side of the
FDR Drive....
At this point I am on the phone with a lovely women in India...
Now say what you will....they may not be very helpful people
But you have to admit they are the most Polite people on Earth...
BUT....in this case I got a helpful one also!!
I basically was hysterical....so hysterical...and not in a
HaHa funny way....she told me to hold on...
10 minutes or so go by and she gets back on to tell me
she spoke with the resolution team and she felt so bad for me
that she got them to change their decision...

God Bless this women...
One more hurdle to go....
They were mailing me a form that needed to be notarized....
I get the form the Saturday before President's Day..
First thing Monday I run up to Suntrust because they
Always have Notaries working...
Bank closed for the holiday....
I discover that our County offices are open...
I go in to the tax office and I'm told Yes this is something
they do but only for County Business....
So go away...I'm not interested in your problem...
Not one to accept the word "No" I go across the hall to the
Voter registration office who happily stamp and sign my form...  
Back home and faxed to Amex....they call me within ten minutes to let me know they received it....
I would be getting a new card in seven to ten days business days......Too late to take to New York..
I explained I was leaving for NYC and how could I get it sooner then 10 business days...
They are nice enough to 2-Day air it to me by U.P.S.
I figure they were sick of hearing me on the phone...
This would be a fast way of getting rid of me...
It came yesterday delivered bright and early by our
cute little UPS guy that Monty adores...
I had to laugh when I saw what was printed on the envelope....
A Cattle Prod might have been better served then just a written
Warning....
Then today I realized I needed to contact Delta and have them put on record when I leave on Wednesday... I will need assistance to get out to the gate in Atlanta and assistance when
I get to New York....
I grab my SkyMiles card out of my wallet....
I usually can remember their 404# but my mind was a blank...
I Grab the phone and proceed to turn the card over to get their phone number....
And in true Sue fashion....what do I find....
Stuck on the back of the SkyMiles card like glue....
I mean it was stuck on there that I never would have found it...unless I needed to get that phone number....
Can you say
"BOOB"....
At least as daughter pointed out I didn't throw it in the garbage...
I mean what are those odds...

I would also like to repeat my gratitude to the women in
India that knew I was devastated to lose that card and
took the time on my behalf to get them to change their
Decision...
Next time I will glue any gift cards....
To My Ass...
I think that's what they make "Gorilla Glue" for...

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

CHRISTMAS in Atlanta........A Disaster Waiting to Happen

Would you Expect anything less from Us....

We make Christmas Vacation look like a completely Normal Family Holiday.....
So All you long time readers of this Blog know the Drill....
Go to the Bathroom....
Get a cup of tea...coffee..... Bourbon....Scotch....
 a Comfy Chair....this is a long one People....

Never Embellished....Hard to believe but completely true......
You will see a few pictures mixed in but only for some color Commentary....
It's our own "Cast of Characters" 
as we TRIED to have our first Normal Christmas with our new extended Family.....
The Horowitz/Sherman Clan from New York City.....
the nightmare did not begin until actually Christmas morning....But let me start on 
December 23rd.....

These Would be the "Sherman Sisters".......
My New Son in Laws Father's Cousins from New York City....
Caryn on the left and Susan in the middle....
Two wacky ladies who happen to love dogs so that was one hurdle we got over
before even getting to the house to meet our Monty.....
The "girls" as we call them were staying with us for the long weekend....
And we were thrilled to have them.....since our Family comes with no relatives..
They got settled in nicely and were looking forward to having their First Ever
"Christmas Celebration Dinner".....
Little did they know what they were getting themselves in for....
Now Caryn....on the right....did have a taste of Adivari Luck when she visited the
First time and was in the New Corvette with me when the engine seized on a main
Hwy.....getting us locked in the car....So she can't say what was about to happen
Was any kind of surprise...
Christmas Morning the Horowitz Fam showed up!
That would be Josh and of course "Mr Jack"....
All fifteen pounds of him....
Jack turned 3 months old on Christmas Day....
Traveling with a Baby is no easy feat.......
That would be the Boss with his back to the camera figuring out how we
were going to get back to Kennesaw with 5 pieces of luggage....
a Stroller base...a Car seat....Four People....multiple carry on bags....and a
Fifteen pound baby....
Daughter on the left trying to figure out how to open the stroller base that Delta
Obviously mishandled as it was crooked and unable to move...

Oh I forgot to add the Boss failed to remove the Yeti Cooler from the back of the SUV
Of Course I got the blame for forgetting to tell him....

Because every Good Southerner has a Cooler of some type with them at all times...

This was 10:00 a.m. on Christmas Day...
We make the 45 minute non traffic....Thank God....trip up I-75 back to the Homestead....
The Sherman Sisters held down the fort while we were gone and made sure Monty
stayed out of trouble....
At some point they went upstairs and I'm sure Monty followed because he became
Obsessed with Susan...she happened to be his size and they immediately
fell in love with one another....
So between the three of them.....Only Monty with his Bionic Nose must have noticed the
Odd Smell coming from this room....
This is my downstairs Laundry Room positioned right inside the garage door
and Kitchen hallway.....
We walked in to find Monty standing looking guilty but in his defense this time it was not him....
We had just had him groomed a few days before...As you all know Monty is as white as Snow....
And there he was standing with all four paws in.....
a Sewer Back-up.....


Yes Folks....on Christmas Morning with new baby waiting to enter Grandma and Grandpa's Lovely
wonderful smelling (at one time) Home....

That sink you see there decided it would be a good time to back up and cover the laundry room
Floor and spill out on to the beautiful Hardwood Floors of the kitchen hallway...
The Smell was ......well.....Horrifying......
We get the dog outside....Me and the Boss Gingerly step carefully not to track this stuff all over...
The kids come in through the front door with Mr. Jack...
The Sisters....didn't smell a thing....
I immediately called our local service people who do not only
Heating and Air....but also Plumbing and Electric....
We have a contract with them so a discount is always involved and they will always come right out.


But Guys....this was Christmas....All I saw was disgusting stuff all over my beautiful
Floors and Dollar signs....
Getting the Plumber on the phone he advised me that they were not responsible for clean up and basically have it cleaned before he got there...
So on hands and knees and two rolls of paper towels.....4 beach towels and two containers of
Lysol Spray the mess was cleaned up but the smell lingered....

$700.00 later.....
And with the Plumber telling us "This is not warrantied work"
He leaves....
20 Minutes Later......
we hear gurgling and Of Course.....it backed up again......
20 Minutes!!!!
I call back and this time get an Answer Service.....
But a few minutes Later the plumber calls and he's in the middle of his Christmas Dinner.....
I tell him....no problem enjoy your meal and get here when you get here....
In His defense he was a cute 21 year old having Christmas with his Grandmother....
Just getting into the plumbing business after leaving the military....
So he gets the Adivari "Pass"...."A" for Effort.
Which all that means is the Boss never once used the infamous "F" word or cursed in any way.
I was kind of proud...


Plumber thinks he has to remove our hall bathroom toilet to run a camera down it to find the problem but then decided not to....
Which is fine because it's one of those fancy European Jobs with the flusher that pulls from the
top to flush and I could just picture something getting busted...
He put something down the sink in the laundry room...
Got the water running in the kitchen sink...the upstairs laundry room....the bathroom above
the utility room and it seemed all was fine....BUT....
We tell him we still hear gurgling and a slow drain in the kitchen sink...
BUT in Typical Man vs. Women fixing a problem scenario.....
He walks over to look and the gurgling stops and the water goes down the drain...
At least I had a witness....
Always have a witness...it helps your case....
He's happy that it's all fixed....tells us under the 20 minute circumstance he would not
charge us a second service call...
Well I Hope Not!!!
off he goes.....


Next morning I come downstairs about 9:00 half asleep to see this ladder up on the roof
of the new porch.....Since having it built we have had to have the roofer out three times
for the roof leaking....
Apparently this was number four.....as the roof was still leaking....
The Roofers....who discovered it wasn't their work that was shoddy....Of Course Not.....
The Brick on the house that they attached the tin roof to had mortar missing
causing the leak....Like these guys didn't notice it the first three times they were up on
the Roof?....
They asked for an additional $250. Service Call....
Oh Sure....
We told them to contact the contractor....
Here was were I had just about had enough.....
But always the Good Host I was able to prepare a meal with enough food
to choke a horse.....
We're Italian that's what we do.........



So the Roofers leave and I notice the smell has not gotten any better in the laundry
Room....
Of Course not because the Sink backed up for the third time....
We told the kid that the sink was gurgling.....
Men really need to start listening to us ladies....
We are not the idiots they make us out to be....

I get them back on the phone and asked for a Master Plumber to come out.....
Telling them I would first call our County Water Department and have them
come out for "Free" with their sewer camera.....I would call them back as soon as I knew if it was
the County issue or the Adivari issue....
Gee....guess who's issue it was....
I Introduce you to "Master Plumber" (in red)
And his Red headed Assistant....
They were good sports in agreeing to have their picture taken......
People love to have their picture taken and they were told it would appear on my Blog....

This guy knew his stuff...perplexed at first he persisted in finding the problem....
They were at the house a very long time!!
Now remember Christmas was the day before....
There were dirty dishes and dirty clothes everywhere....
I was too exhausted after cooking that dinner to do anything but go to bed....
So I got up extra early (for me 9:00 is the middle of the night)
and do all the dishes and laundry...
We had a baby in the house who by the 26th ...that was just one day....
Had 30 outfit changes.....
What was wrong your probably wondering?????

Well one of two things...
Either the house settled over the past ten years or the plumbing pipe from the kitchen
Sink across the room...between the Kitchen floor and the ceiling of our basement....
had been installed improperly when the house was built...They were leaning towards the
original plumbing pipe was put in wrong.....It was slanting back towards the kitchen sink....
Instead of slanting downwards to run out into the city sewer....
Six years of Sue cooking bacon and sausage almost every morning along with all other
stuff...including dish detergent....Who knew that stuff builds up over time and hardens...

They were able to completely clean out the pipe by removing it after moving the insulation
in the basement ceiling....
To fix the slanted pipe is a steep $4,000.00....we think that's a bit pricey.....
So if it took six years for this to happen....
We'll wait 5 1/2 years before getting it fixed....
All has been well since....the company didn't charge a penny more then the original $700.00
Which included a $50 tip....
The Boss tipped these two guys for the good job they did.....
I would recommend them to anyone looking for any of their services....

At one point in the phone conversation when they needed to come out for the third time.....
the women on the phone actually used the phrase
"Geeze Louise"
She put on her "lady" plumbing supervisor who couldn't have been nicer or more
apologetic.......
Which is one reason we love living in the South....
If this was Jersey or New York.....we would have gotten one of two responses...

"We have no record of ever being out at our house"
OR
"Go F Yourself"........
So all was well with the World....
We went and picked up the cat who had been at the Vet
Since the 20th when she/he was attacked by another cat...
Not wanting the cat near Mr. Jack and with an abscess over his eye which smelled worse
then the sewer smell....We opted to ship him/her off to be fixed up and held until healed...
Daughter had no problem letting the cat back in to the house.....
And Miss/Mr Kitty was thrilled to be back home...
Plus way too cold to let it back outside....


But the year wasn't up yet....
Time for one more thing to go wrong.....
My darling Son In Law had delivered on the 28th a NYC Deli box of Food....
OMG....fabulous....
Great Bagels.....veggie cream cheese....corned beef....Half Sours...
The list goes on....He is extremely thoughtful....
We love this guy....


So what happened??????
Sue....Professional Jackass.....broke a tooth on the bagel....
Emergency visit to the dentist before the long holiday weekend....it was the perfect
Ending to a nightmare week....
Luckily no Root Canal is needed...I go back n the 19th to get my new Crown....
One of which I think I now deserve.....
Of Course the Year ended wonderfully despite all that happened.....

BECAUSE OF ONE LITTLE GUY........
 HIS DAD.....HIS GRANDFATHER.....AND THE DAUGHTER......
THEY WILL PROBABLY NEVER SET FOOT IN GEORGIA EVER AGAIN.....
BUT THAT'S OKAY....WE HAVE THEIR NYC ADDRESS.....
AND MR. JACK GOT A LESSON FROM THE BOSS.....HOW TO LOOK
LIKE "THE BOSS JR"....
COMPLETE WITH TUXEDO TEE-SHIRT.....
WHAT ELSE DO I NEED.....

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL....
THANK YOU TO THE POOR SOULS WHO ACTUALLY SUFFER READING THESE LONG
DRAWN OUT POSTS....
ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS.....YOU JUST HAVE TO READ IT....
I ACTUALLY HAVE TO LIVE IT.....
HAVE A WONDERFUL 2018!!!

Thursday, December 21, 2017

Diary of A Foot Reconstruction.........6 months later.

"Stop feeling sorry for your self think of the BFF you have not everyone is that lucky"

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ReplyJuly 19 at 4:46pm

I remember reading this on my Facebook page back in July after posting a video of 
My dear friend "Necie" vacuuming my family room carpet....
Greatly appreciating what she was doing for me.... because by July... after 2 surgeries... I was starting to
get very stressed by it all....that was it...a simple video...of a wonderful friend...
This comment was left by a guy I went to high school with....
Did it upset me....You bet....was it a "man thing" You bet...

This is more of a short story instead of a post with a little bit of advise thrown in... but I find myself writing this over 6 months from when I had my first surgery....You might find it a bit long...lot's of pictures...
But if one person finds this on Google and it helps them to cope with this type of surgery
Then to me it's worth it....Feeling sorry for myself or not....

I have broken it down in to a few different subjects....

First explaining how I got where I am today....
Then the actual surgery that was done...some pretty grossed out pictures but for the "comment guy"
and any other person who feels this is a pity party I thought they were necessary....
Then there will be some helpful hints on how to prepare your self for what my family doctor called
"The worst surgery you could possibly ever have"
and finally where I stand...And I am standing and walking.......more then 6 months later....
Not terribly well but I'm getting around...

I was born with bi-lateral club feet back in 1950 when.... according to the foot surgeon... back then they almost overcompensated for fixing the issue. From birth until the age of three I wore legs casts with that steel bar between them. At the age of around 10 they surgically fixed my Achilles tendon on my left foot....corrective shoes for 18 years (sneaking in ballet slippers in my locker at school to wear when not at home) by the time I was 20 my feet were fine....

Fast forward to age 60.....Just moved in to my "dream house" and after some other injury health issues out of the way I was.... for once in my life... in great shape....Ready to take on the new house...
The new life....
When slowly I noticed my foot starting to move.....then small bones started breaking....this went on for the next 6 years....about every six months or so for 3 or 4 days the pain would be so bad I couldn't walk on my right foot.....and then it would just go away...
I always knew when it was in motion..It felt broken......My Big Toe at some point became dislocated and the curvature began....
I starting seeing foot doctors....Five in all from Atlanta all the way to Cornell Medical Center in NYC.
No one knew why it was doing what it was doing but they all had a solution to fix it....
Treating it like "bunion" surgery.....This was far from a bad bunion....
I was finally recommended to an Orthopedic foot surgeon who used to work at Shriners Children's Hospital... being a foot surgeon... I assumed he would be perfect because he had to... in his 30 year career... worked on kids with club feet...
You see I felt this was some re-occurance of that childhood defect....

On my first visit I addressed this with him to which he said...
"I know how to fix it...I am not a detective"....
Okay....must be related to the HS Comment Guy.....
Not overly impressed with his bedside manner I made the decision to finally have it corrected the day I was in a dressing room at the mall in front of the mirror....I looked down to see a horribly
deformed foot....I was at the point where the only shoes I could wear were Converse Sneakers.
Plus this doctor did not believe in "toe fusions" where they put a titanium rod in your toe never to be able to bend it again....That sort of sold me on him....After all...I needed a surgeon...
Not a detective....
With surgery scheduled I had to accompany the Granddaughter back to NYC after she visited us for 
Spring Break....right before leaving....and actually while I was sleeping...a sharp pain woke me...
The ligament in my arch had ruptured....


Asking the husband to take a look to see what he thought had happened.....he reverted back to
"comment guy" and said "Don't make a federal case about everything...."
So off I went to NYC....
On the flight...I suppose the pressure on the plane was too intense for this foot....I flew from Atlanta to La Guardia for most of the flight with a bag of ice on that bulge you see...
When I got to NY and saw the daughter she said it looked just like the ruptured bicep I had happen a few years earlier.....We quickly e-mailed the picture to the surgeons office and had it confirmed that...yes...my arch ligament had ruptured....
Not to be stopped by a little something like that.....Me and Miss B took to the city one day
for a Grandmother and Granddaughter day on the town...A stop for lunch at Alice's Tea Cup...
I walked from 60 something and 2nd Ave....all the way down to 50th Street and back up to 56th and 1st....with a ruptured arch....
Don't tell this person I have a low tolerance for pain.....and I did it with a smile....
Back in Atlanta I prepared for the surgery by going to Bliss Spa for 1/2 of a Pedicure.....
I wanted at least one foot to look good for the months I would be in recovery...
No..they didn't give me a one foot discount :)
The first surgery day came and it was a three parter...
I would have my heel and ankle stabilized....
They would "harvest" a ligament from my calf
(Who knew we have extra spare body parts)
and put it into my arch...
I didn't want a nerve block for the after surgery pain but they insisted.....
I hate nerve blocks....let me repeat that....I hate nerve blocks...
So with a fiberglass cast up to my knee and about an hour after surgery
They sent me packing....
With a prescription for pain meds and a hardy handshake..... this doctor works out of his own surgery center..... so your in and out like you just had your teeth cleaned....
I made it home fine and settled in to the downstairs guest room...
I recommend if your having any kind of weird surgery that your going to be off your feet for
months never to leave your house....Get yourself a Dog...
Monty the "Great Pyrenees" was extremely attentive and never left my side....
This is a trait of this particular breed....they are "Guardian" dogs...
And he took his job very seriously...
Even slept on my leg all night....
One wonderful feature were terrific friends sending wonderful
Gifts....This was such a surprise from an old High School friend who was watching my progress on
Facebook...Thank You Marie Curto for the beautiful flowers...
I moved to the couch during the daytime....
Monty moved right along with me....
I thought I was doing terrific....Here I am one week after surgery #1.....makeup on and all....
Little did I know it would be all downhill from here...
But the wonderful Peeps....like Sandy....kept up my spirits....
Another friend Judy even came over and dyed my hair before surgery #2....
Now that's a friend....
Best Bud up in Jersey....sent me I Love Lucy P.J.'s......
 the day she called me to see how I was doing.....this was a bit over a week after surgery #1
This is what she got on the other end of the phone....
I had to restrain from showing you the picture of my bruised hip but I did a number on my face when I was trying to get to the bathroom.... when moving from wheelchair to walker.....
We still hadn't figured out yet that the bathroom door needed to be removed for me to get the wheelchair in....I either lost my balance (a big issue with foot surgery)....or I tripped on the walker or on the wheelchair....but I went flying face first in to the bedroom door knob...
Knocking myself on to the floor.....I was home alone and petrified of what just happened to my face....
When Nunze (Cheryl) called I couldn't even recognize her voice...I just kept saying...
"what did I do to my face"
I recovered....no teeth knocked out but a big ass hip bruise...and some smaller facial bruises...
Husband finally arrive home about fifteen minuted later and asked why I was lying on the floor...
So the days went on and they just kept telling me to keep ice behind my knee and keep my leg above my Heart....done and done...
Always the exaggerator...this was done strictly for theatrics...
 I slept for four long months with my leg this way...
Awful because I am strictly a side sleeper...
And thanks to Sue Combs in Ohio I feasted on chocolate covered strawberries....
Back out to the couch I sat all day with ice and my leg propped up on this great foam invention...
Found on Amazon...it was a slanted wedge with an indentation for my leg to rest...
Worked like a charm. My leg was positioned in this as I slept all night....Way better then trying to keep pillows propped up....If you need to keep your leg up after any surgery this is the thing you
can't live without....
As you can see now I have the dog and his assistant "Mr./Miss Kitty on duty...
Weeks went by and it was finally time for cast to come off (it was changed every week for 6 weeks)
It was time to finally see what was done during phase one...
This is not pretty folks...

Ligament harvested from leg to arch..... 
That little bony thing on the side of your foot removed.....I believe the bone was dying...
That is right back where my foot and ankle meet...
But...back into a cast another week while waiting for surgery stage two to begin.....
Only one small problem.....
Having a "trainee" put on the new cast he got a bit over zealous and made it a wee bit too tight...
Your foot swells pretty badly from the surgery and he did not take that in to account...
My toes started turning colors....
In order for the husband to take me seriously....I took this picture and e-mailed it to him....

Yes I e-mailed him the picture as he sat next to me on the couch...
Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words...
It worked....
He had me immediately call the doctors office...only it was a Saturday...
The Physicians Assistant called us back and instead of instructing me to get to an emergency room somewhere and have it removed....remember this was done in the doctors own surgery center...
No....he instructs the husband how to loosen it using a Dremel Tool and a Swiss Arm Knife...
Talk about trusting your spouse....
He managed to release some of the pressure and first thing Monday morning I was at the doctors door....
Surgery Part Two.....fixing those pesky toes that you saw in the first x-ray.....
Lot's of pins and two screws......
You have to admit...this looks like some sort of miracle.....
I have a straight foot!
This time I declined the nerve block to which they were appalled telling me I was the first person
EVER
to refuse one....Hey....that's me...I always have to be different...or a pain in the ass....one of the two..


The husband said I cried all the way home from the severe pain.....
Hence this is why you should ALWAYS have major surgery in a real hospital where they can
pump drugs into an I.V. for the first couple of days...
I have no recollection of the ride home and the day after so to me what difference does it make...
To me that car ride never happened....
And this is why I suppose I did feel just a tad bit sorry for myself.....
I give you the "Frankenstein Foot"........

One nasty looking foot....But it's straight!
bottom view....just dry skin....I went home and soaked it in the salt water pool...
That fixed it right up....sort of....

Unfortunately my foot still feels like that dry skin is still on my foot and toes.
Preventing it from being able to bend....
You can see the difference in my leg size after the cast came off...
Now if they can only figure a way to do that around your stomach women would be thrilled...

Third and Final time going under anesthesia to have some of the pins removed....
I started writing this Blog in the car service taking me back to the office...
I had to be there really early and believe me Atlanta traffic at that time of day
My stress level with the Boss behind the wheel in traffic is not a good thing...
Having George the driver take me....much better....
The husband was there promptly when I came to and I was once again quickly
removed from the premises...
No pain this time...so a nice ride home...
The only one that benefited by this surgery was the
Valet Parking Guy out in front of the building...
We tipped him well to take good care of the car...
But I was not up to finishing it after I got home...
It took me this long to go back to writing about this...
Trying to remain positive....I always recommend to anyone having anesthesia to use the
Scopolamine Patch behind their ear for the sickness the medicine can cause...
It works like a charm...It's a motion sickness patch... 

And here it is....The Foot...the toes till look a bit Wonky but all in all it is straight... 
I choose to use a wheelchair since I was wobbly and  one fall was enough....
we have hardwoods so it was very easy to get around from room to room...
We bought one of these things ahead of time and I never used it....
You all know me...an accident waiting to happen...
I felt more secure in the wheelchair...
Plus I am left handed and this had a right handed brake...
Not good....
Don't laugh...it's a toilet extender....
believe me best invention ever...
Using your own toilet seat... it fits between and was a real
Godsend...
Amazon sells these but make sure you get the right size as there are different ones
to choose from..
This was great also....
I sat with my back to the shower....
But I was unable to use it for the first four weeks...
I was just not steady enough to move that much...
Sponge baths got me by....
This thing is fabulous.....
Nobody tells you about these things....
As in the "medical professionals" that should provide you with all the worrisome
things you need to know about....
It cost $10 again on Amazon....don't believe the few bad reviews...
This thing held up for months...and is still good.
It slips up over your cast with a nice tight seal...
waterproof every time...
I would roll the wheelchair up to the tub then slip on the cover...
I would then move from wheelchair onto tub edge and using the arms of the chair
Move big body into chair...
Elasto -Gel cold packs are the best....
they are soft even when frozen....
I needed to keep one on my knee most of the time to keep the
swelling down...
I have four so one was always ready to be used...
Amazon has a great selection of all sizes...
about $30.00
I used a towel on the edge of the tub for non slipping reasons...
Again....I am an accident waiting to happen...
Huge suggestion....
Always have a few bars of soap within reach....
It never failed that I would drop the soap 2 seconds in to showering....
I don't like using body wash but that would probably have been a better option
I did find pump shampoo to be the best...
You don't need to pick anything up....


So what's the update after 6 months.....

I managed to hobble to NYC for the birth of my second Grandchild in
September....I used everything possible offered to me at the airport to make the
Trip manageable...
I stayed off my feet for the two weeks we were there and was able to squash my foot into a pair of
shoes to wear for Jack's Bris....
I did get a bit woozy after about an hour and had to sit down....but it could have been the excitement....
When I got back to the apartment this is what the foot looked like...
It swelled up to beat the band...
I also had uncontrollable chills...
My wonderful son in law went out and got me an electric blanket which I used
the whole time I was there...
The doctors P.A. said it was coming from the pain meds....
This was the foot after standing that hour at the Bris.....

I went in to the doctor when I got back home and they gave me a
Cortisone shot in my ankle which hurt like hell but took the
swelling away within a day...
Thank Goodness because that was one shot I would not want to repeat...
They did not give me one of those numbing shots first....
it was a real Ouch!!!! Moment...and I was there alone...
No ones hand to squeeze....

so to review......
This happened for who knows what reason....over the course of 6 years...
I was prepared to wear Converse Sneakers for the rest of my life...
The family thought I was too young.... at some point.... unknown to us....
Not to be able to ever walk again......

It was closely monitored over the years so we knew it was slowly moving...
There was not one doctor...and there were many....That didn't have a clue what was
wrong with it.... none of them had an interest.....in the occupation of being
an orthopedic foot surgeon you would think they would want to do a little research
to figure out what was happening...
If I was a doctor I sure would have wanted to know what was going on...
Knowing how to fix something is one thing....
I applaud the surgeon who was able to go from this
To This...
But I would have also liked for someone to take an interest and at least make an effort to
let me know why it happened....how do you know if it will happen again...
If you don't know why it happened in the first place....

How am I today.....
well....I opted to not got back to Physical Therapy....my foot is the same in feeling and
usability as the day the cast came off...
The stiffness....that feeling like glue has dried on it and I can't move it has been there from day one.
My big toe which was not fused does not move. My entire foot does not move...
It's stiff as a board....
Makes it kind of hard to get shoes on....

The biggest issue I have is that no one prepares you mentally for something like this...
I have been through many many surgeries in my 67 years but nothing like this...
The frustration that there is no one who knows how it feels.... yet it's there every single day...
A nurse friend described it as a claustrophobic feeling...something wrong with the nerves...
That is exactly what it feels like...
No numbness....no pins and needles...just a feeling like the skin is about to crack
a tightness that never goes away....a foot that won't move...it's stuck somewhere and you
can't get it out....
On my last office visit I tried one last time to describe it to the doctor...
being a bit alarmed that this weird feeling is slowly creeping from the front of my foot and toes up into my heel and ankle....inching up the back of my leg...
He suggested that I possibly could have a bad back....

That was all I needed to hear....
Some thing tells me that would not have been said to a man...
I also started having some pain where one of the screws is placed...You can see in the X-ray
Just how close it is under the skin...
All three men in the room (one being my husband) got a good chuckle when the husband told the doctor I'm worried
the screw might come through the skin...Oh they thought that was a good one...
But then the doctor promptly added..."well there has been some movement"...

I FORMALLY SURRENDER

it is what it is....
It will either improve with time and I will get normal feeling back...
Or it will not...
I have lost faith in a doctor who has this amazing talent to fix such an issue but no interest
in the well being of the patient after the fact...
I keep busy all day long which keeps my mind off of it....
At night it wakes me...
What to do????

Enjoy my new Grandson Jack....my adorable Granddaughter Sophie....
The Boss...the daughter....the son-in-law...
Monty...
And get on with my life...
Would I go through this again.... am I sorry it was done...
Come back when a year has gone by and I will let you know...
I don't want to be unreasonable....
"Give it time"......
They say.