Grass and aging

No I don’t mean Marijuana. 

I told David he should contact his daughter so she can check on him while I am away visiting my son and his family. He agreed, but says he wants to tell her it is an emergency.  I told him, “NO, you tell her the truth, you want her to visit you or at least call daily. I will ask Eddie (neighbor) to check on you too.”

We are talking about a weekend here, not several weeks. Julie lives nearby, closer than my daughter, and she has one child at home age 17, and he can drive. David is not ‘non compos mentis’ and he still drives. He is also mobile and capable of being on his own for a couple of days. I don’t know what all this concern is about, but I am NOT his mother nor am I his analyst.

My daughter said her relationship with her father is strained since he took a new wife.  She says her Dad turns to his new wife for everything and this causes friction.  I certainly don’t want my DIL to feel as if I have come between her and her father. 

Julie is a take charge kind of person, which is fine with me.  Unfortunately, the only time I see her is when her father has a health crises.  Until her two older twin boys went off to college last fall, Julie was inundated with taking care of 4 adult males each of whom probably should do more to take care of himself, like somebody else I know.

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Our weather, in the 80s, is perfect for outside work. David has been seeding the grass patch this morning. When we married, he told me he had a beautiful lawn when he lived with his first wife.  Later when he talked me into buying a house, I suggested he use those skills to take care of the lawn. He didn’t, and the lawn looked like hell. I paid to have it removed, and turned it into a vegetable patch.  Later, the vegetable patch, thrown into the shade by the neighbor’s tall trees, fell apart, and I hired a crew to reestablish the lawn. 

Now David has the job of “taking care of it.”  This means mowing it occasionally and watering when necessary.  Simple enough. However, he comes in the house exhausted after he mows  a piece of turf 15’x20′ at most. True, he uses a push mower, but he claims it is great exercise.

This morning, I am calling the garden center that reestablished the lawn. I decided to have a pro trim the shrubs in need of a haircut. I have done the work in the past, but no more.  Physical problems with my shoulders and hands are making the task onerous.  David can’t do it either. Both of us see  orthopedic surgeons on a regular basis for arthritis issues.

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My checkup with my Dermatologist went well.  I am cancer free and as of my next appointment when I turn 71 next May, I will be back on schedule.

When I see someone sunning themselves, I want to scream. “Don’t do it.”  The sun is wonderful but it can wreck your skin. I won’t ever be one of those women who comes home from Florida with her skin turned to shoe leather, but even less exposure can lead to cancer. Time was, I laid out all summer and acquired a nice tan, but not anymore. These days, I am a cancer-free pale face, and I like it like that.  However, I do have all sorts of growths from aging and sun damage. My doctor removed several of them from my arm and neck this week with her “freezy gun,” as she calls it.  It hurts like crazy where she sprayed me with liquid nitrogen, but in a few weeks the growths will be gone, hopefully.

 Above: How the front yard looked before I had the grass restored (below)

The final result:  

    

  

10 thoughts on “Grass and aging

  1. So far at 65 I have avoided the skin cancers that my parents had to be extra vigilant about. My not doing the suntan thing in my youth was not planned. If I could have read while I sunned I would probably be living in the dermatologist’s office now or paying for his yacht and his divorces or both. But reading while sunning hurt my eyes and I got bored “laying out.”

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  2. Did I tell you how nice that yard looks. I wish we could banish all ours. The /Colorado river has no water now, and our homeowners association wastes gallons every day to keep ours green. Complaining doesn’t work.

    Stay cool.

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  3. I remember my paternal grandfather used to “court” an older woman in our town. I asked my Mom why they didn’t get married and my Mom said she’s smart and doesn’t want to take care of an old man when he starts to fall apart. I wondered if that meant old women didn’t fall apart or they took care of themselves. From what I’ve seen working in eldercare more than anything it’s an emotional issue .I don’t have any bumps but I do have those “liver spots” I feel like a dalmation dog! I didn’t lay out when I was young couldn’t sit still that long. I guess it’s just my family ,great-grandmother had them,ditto grandmother and Mother.Your yard looks lovely I just have woods around they take care of theirselves. The down side is no garden too much shade.

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  4. Nice work on the front lawn. It looks much better. Even here in a cooler clime, grass seems to thrive best where it gets shaded from the sun for part of the day.

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  5. Grass needs sunshine, too. I hope your lawn continues to thrive. The little garden on the side looks beautiful. Good that David’s daughter cares enough about him that she will look after him after you are gone.

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  6. I think you made a good decision on the lawn. Have fun on your weekend visit.

    I know about annoying skin growths. My dermatologist calls them “senior bumps.” I think he loves using that freeze gun on me….it’s kind of like a real life X-box game.

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