So just a little quick update.
Mom had a virtual doctors appointment this afternoon with a nurse practitioner. The NP was very kind and was willing to begin tonight the tapering down of the troublesome medication mom is on to a very small amount in the next week. And she has mom set up to meet with her heart doctor (whom mom likes) in 3 weeks to discuss if it can be removed all together. That was good news and we are hopeful mom will start to feeling better and more like herself real soon.
As I was wrapping up with mom and her video appointment, Peter called. His car was broken down on the side of the highway halfway between home and downtown Atlanta. We got AAA called and I headed down to pick him up. Surprisingly enough he was in a good mood and rather chatty. His car was towed to a trusted mechanic and hopefully in the next couple of days, we will know the state of his car and it's needs.
I want to be respectful of Peter and his diagnosed disability. There are things I would love to say but question whether it is respectful of Peter to do so. But it is a crazy disease. (No pun intended really.) It really is hard to wrap one's head around it. It can lead one to do disastrous things yet can also bring out a light and humorous side. And honestly sometimes you just don't know what you are going to get. I will share one story that comes from the lighter side of life with Peter.
Peter has decided to become a model. He is working diligently on losing some recently added weight and buffing up. He hired some acquaintance to do a photo shoot for him today. He plans to work on his physique this summer , do another photo shoot and start his career in the Fall. He wants to model for Calvin Klein. And oh yeah he is going to model underwear. That explains why he walks around the house in his underwear stopping every so often to check himself out in the mirror. I guess it could be worse, He could want to model women's underwear. He did ask me if I had any heals, like 4 inch ones. I told him 3 1/2 was as high as I go. And then I asked if he wanted to borrow them. He rolled his eyes at me so guessing that was a no.
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