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Today my friends, mom would like to speak with you about something that she has been thinking about a lot lately – take it away mom –


Thanks my Bacon.   Today let’s talk about when.  When what you ask?  When did we become old – LOL.  I mean really, this aging thing has like sneaked up on me and screamed BOO in the mirror like overnight.  And I’m ALL for aging gracefully.  It’s just when the heck did this happen?  So my friends, I’m going to share some things about aging.  Please join right in and share some of your thoughts with me.

WHEN…

Going into a room and forgetting what the heck am I here for?  This can include going to the bathroom to use the facilities and forgetting why I’m there.

Not writing things down because you know you will remember and then not remembering what you were suppose to remember.

Putting things in a good spot so you don’t lose them and then forgetting where that nice safe spot so happens to be.

Actually taking the time to write a letter.  Mailing the letter and forgetting to put the letter in the envelope.

Going to bed at 8:30pm is now considered late getting to bed.

Making dinner sometimes consists of a bowl of cereal – who needs to put out extra calories just to make a meal these days?

Snap, cracking and popping more than Rice Krispies.

Not driving at night because it’s hard to see.  Heck sometimes it’s hard to see during the day time.

And when did eating dinner after 4pm start happening?  Anything later than that and your tummy will ache when you are trying to sleep.

Ordering off the senior menu… ’nuff said.

 
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Posted by on 12/29/2015 in Bacon

 

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My Mom Needs a Whip

That’s right – I said it.  Mom needs some accountability.

She’s struggling at most these days with this entire life change of eating.  Personally, I think YOU my friends can help.  I think mom needs to write about her struggles here on Mondays – you know after the long weekend – for some kind of accountability.  You know that way she can tell you in black and white what she did for the week previous – if she lost weight – her fears and her struggles.  Then YOU my friends can help her.  You know with encouragement and hard love.  Me and the other anipals and dad can help on the home front but I think it takes a village.  So what do you think my friends.  Are you willing to help out mom?  Do you think she needs to do her own journal on Mondays for accountability?  You tell me and I will tell her what you say.  She needs all the encouragement she can get.  We all do!

 
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Posted by on 11/12/2015 in Bacon, Journey with Friends

 

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My Journal is Up…. Again

Dear Journal

Friends – mine and Houdini’s journal is back up and running again.  What?  You didn’t know it was down because you haven’t been visiting?  No way!

You can check out our journal here or by clicking on the link to the right of my blog titled Journal of Bacon and Houdini.  Our journal is about the behind the scenes of our life here at the Hotel Thompson.  Our humans don’t read it because well… that would be an invasion of privacy, right?  So we talk about everything there – everything!

We hope that you enjoy it and leave us messages about what you think.  You never know what we will be discussing 🙂

Love, Bacon and Houdini

 
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Posted by on 11/03/2015 in Bacon, Houdini

 

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Let’s Be Serious For a Bit My Friends

Friends, I need to be a serious for a bit.  You see, there have been some things going on here at the Hotel Thompson that I’ve kept a secret.  Imagine that.  *Moi* keeping a secret.  I know!  I’m more surprised than you are – really I am.  We have all kept it kind of low key waiting to see the results and today we got some.  Mom/dad said it was okay to share now so I am.

Mom went for her yearly mammogram last Wednesday.  Yes, this is where you can say OUCH!  Mommy says they take her breasts and put them between two pieces of glass. Then they squish them to take pictures.  For some women, there is no pain while others say it is very painful… like mom.  It is definitely NOT a happy time.  She kind of compares it to throwing yourself chest first up against a wall like a squishing a fly.  Can you say it now?  OUCH.


So this past Friday, she receives the following phone call at 4:50 PM.  On a Friday – remember that okay.

“This is Dora with the Doctor’s Office.  Is this June?”

“Yes, this is June.”

“Can you verify your date of birth and medical record number?”

“Yes…blah-blah-blah”

“The radiologist has reviewed your images from your mammogram this week.  There is some concern over the images on your right breast.  He sees a cluster of calcification and wants you to come back in for more testing.”

With a worried sound in her voice, “Okay.  What does that mean?  When?”

“Calcification can mean a lot of different things.  We need you to come in 8:30 AM next Wednesday, 09/02/2015.  After some more testing, the radiologist will meet with you and go over everything.”

“Okay.  I’ll be there.”  Looks down at clock and it’s now 5:00 PM… on a Friday.  Great.  Now I will need to break this news to my husband so we can both sweat about it ALL weekend.  Terrific.


So you see friends.  Mom and dad have been worried for a couple of weeks now.  They didn’t tell us anipals about anything until yesterday.  Can you imagine getting this phone call on a Friday afternoon before the weekend?  No wonder mom/dad would just look at each other over the weekend and say to each other, “Really?”  or “What if?”  Unbelievable is what I say.

Yesterday, mom went for her re-test.  Afterwards, the nurse said, “The radiologist wants to speak to you.”  Mom would like to say she was shocked at that but after everything she had been through, can you be more shocked?  Her and dad went to the radiologist’s office to meet with him and go over the results.

So they meet with the doctor and he shows mom/dad all of the images from the Mammogram – the current ones compared to the past ones and talks all of these long words.  That’s when mom speaks up, “Cut to the chase.  What’s going on in my terms?”  Leave it to my mommy huh?  They have found some spots on mom’s right breast. They want to watch them and retake some tests in six months.  He doesn’t think they are anything to worry about but if they are still there and look ‘worse’ in six months, they will probably do a biopsy.  But, he thinks they are okay.  He then went into the different phases, sizes and shapes of different calcification’s.

Bottom line is mom is okay but she has been put through the ringer in the past week with this scare.  Have your moms been through this?  We pray in March 2016 that everything is smooth sailing easy peasy with no worries.  If you can send her healing vibes and prayers, we would so much appreciate it my friends.

 
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Posted by on 09/03/2015 in Bacon

 

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The Shoe Box

 A man and a woman had been married for more than 60 years.  They had shared everything.  They had talked about everything.  They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask about.  

For all of these years, he had never thought about the box.  But one day, the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover.  

In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife’s bedside.  She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box.  When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $95,000! 

He asked her about the contents.  “When we were to be married,” she said, “My grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue.  She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll.”  

The little old man was so moved that he had to fight back the tears.  Only two precious dolls were in the box.  She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving.  He almost burst with happiness.  “Honey,” he said, “That explains the doll but what about all of this money?  Where did it come from?”  

“Oh,” she said, “That’s the money I made from selling the dolls”.  

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Posted by on 06/12/2015 in Bacon

 

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Pig Operation

Mom has a wicked sense of humor. As she says, “Why be normal? There’s a lot of normal. Be different”. I guess that’s where I get my sense of humor. I aim to be different. Different is good in many ways.

Other peeps play normal games. We play different here at the Hotel Thompson. I’m sure you have heard of the childhood game Operation. You know the guy that you try to use tweezers to get things out of him without touching the edges. Because if you touch the edges, the guys nose turns red and things buzz. You remember the game now?

We have our own Operation game here. Let me introduce you – happy playing. Of course, I stink at playing these games. Believe it or not, my hooves get in the way. Shocker, huh?

Remember it’s just a game. Life shouldn’t be so serious. Oh I said Life. That’s another great game we like here – snorts.

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Posted by on 12/29/2013 in Bacon

 

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