Hello beautiful people, I have to write about the good news too! The good news is that I just finished my 300 Hour Yoga Teacher training!!! Hooray! I'm super excited about finishing this amazing course with our teacher Shelly Kwiatkouski from Hot House Yoga in Ormond Beach. Shelly drove in from out of town one weekend a month to One Yoga & Fitness in Clermont for almost a year! We focused on anatomy, the chakras, Bhagavad Gita, Yoga Sutras, energy healings, sequencing, adjusting, assisting, breathing, meditating and breaking our hearts open so we could heal. It has been a wild healing journey for me. I walked into the yoga teacher training just wanting to do a handstand, lol! I had no idea what I was in for. We spent Fridays 5-9, Saturdays 8am-8pm and Sundays 8am-5pm working on our skills. This was a deep journey for me because I walked into this yoga training feeling like I already did so much self healing work that I thought I was done. I didn't know how much more I had to go. Every weekend I walked into the room with these girls just wanting to not cry and hold my shit together. Every weekend I unraveled and sobbed my heart out. It seemed like the tears wouldn't end. I didn't realize how broken and hurt I was. This beautiful and amazing group of people listened, held my hand and supported me while I healed one aspect of my life at a time. I'll be forever grateful for this beautiful experience of love and friendship. It wasn't an easy process for me but I needed it and I didn't know I needed it. After every weekend I would research videos on spiritual growth like I was hungry for it. I felt like it was the only way to find happiness for me so I was willing to work. I want a happy life. Shelly has a way of pushing your buttons in order to jump you forward and get you out of old patterns. It was uncomfortable at times because I didn't always agree but I did always respect the other opinion and I meditated on everything. I'm glad that I did it.
I selfishly wanted to do teacher training with Shelly because I loved her sequencing. I rallied some recruits together and told Gina the owner at One Yoga that we needed to do this training after it was originally passed over a few months back. I thought we could get enough people. She agreed and I invited some of these beautiful souls to go on this journey with me. 2 people didn't finish but they helped so much as well during the time that they were there. Shelly is an advanced teacher and while she claims that anatomy isn't her strength, it's definitely a strong point for her. She can choreograph a routine that twists you into all sorts of challenging shapes while she creatively stimulates your brain leaving you wondering what the heck will come next. After one of her classes your body aches for that savasana as you think what just happened. I would think "ok, I've seen it all" with her but she seemed to have an endless supply of tricks in her goody bag, keeping you wanting to know what else does she got. Let's just say, 14 plus years of yoga experience leaves you with a big goody bag. Shelly has super long hair down to her butt and somehow she can teach a class while demo'ing everything without messing all that hair up. She twists it into a bun, teaches and let's it all flow down as if nothing happened afterwards. Of course I don't have a picture with Shelly to show you but I'll get one:)
When you finish a 200 hour yoga teacher training then you can teach yoga. After a 300 hour yoga teacher training and your 200 hour yoga teacher training then you are a full 500 hour yoga teacher with Yoga Alliance and you can teach teachers. I've also got a 100 hour training for Bikram, 40 hours for a hot training and 60 hours for thai yoga training too. All this training can get expensive! I'm done with the big trainings for now. I'm very excited for all that has yet to come and I feel a grounding that I haven't felt in a long time. Something is anchoring me down while the chaos of life swirls around me. I found peace.
Namaste beautiful yogis. If you haven't tried my private Assisted Thai Yoga treatment then what the heck are you waiting for? I promise it will be a very therapeutic healing experience that will help you feel blissful afterwards. It's better than a massage in my opinion and if you haven't tried it then you haven't lived yet:) . It's the ultimate in self care. I'm teaching classes at One Yoga & Fitness in Clermont, FL. I would love to see you on the mat. Yoga is for everybody so please don't feel intimidated if you've never tried it before. I just did a thai session with a girl who said she couldn't climb stairs because the arthritis in her knees hurt her so bad. Yoga helped to heal her knees and now she has no issues climbing stairs. That is amazing. That is why I do what I do. That is something that I want to give to everyone:) . Come see me and let's work on it together:) . I offer privates if you don't like being in a big group setting. Much love to you all. Peace out beautiful people! I have a feeling that life is going to get good. Yes I have so much going on with taking care of my parents but I'm happy to do it despite the stress that I feel at times. This doesn't mean that I don't have a bad day, because I do. When I get super stressed out I think to myself. All I have to do is stop. Yes it's that simple. Stop. Find the quiet and listen. I love you. I hope you feel inspired to invest in yourself because you are worth it.
Alzheimer's is such a devastating disease for everyone involved. The other day my father was evicted from Benton House Assisted Living in Clermont because he was violent with staff. He twisted a caretaker's arms twice and punched a caretaker in the ear after a diaper change. It happened with a night nurse that I never met before so I don't really know what happened other than word of mouth. I have never witnessed any of this violence in any way from him but more than one person has told me and it is a known side affect of the disease so I believe it. When I see him, he seems so unstable and weak getting up and down that it seems hard for me to see him having the strength to hurt someone. I'm sure he was being sedated at Evergreen Manor in Safety Harbor, FL to help make his behavior more manageable. It's tough to know he is healthier not being sedated but I also understand that he can't be hurting staff. There has to be a balance with the medication so that he is only getting the minimum amount to keep him manageable. After what happened, I understand that his medication will need to be increased. I spent the night looking up Alzheimer's and violence. It is usually caused by fear. The best way to handle it is to try to alleviate their fear. The fear could have been from past traumas, the current situation or fear from a change in surroundings because Alzheimer's affects the short term memory where the long term memory is still available. A person with Alzheimer's can get confused, disoriented and scared in a new place because they can't remember the new place or why they are there or who the new people are that they are surrounded by. I wonder how much staff is trained on Alzheimer's and violence to help alleviate the patients fear to prevent violent outbursts. If a staff member is short or impatient during a diaper change then yes, this could create a fearful situation especially for my father as he is so unstable with standing. He is afraid to fall.
We were able to move him to Crain's Lodge in Clermont thankfully and they have the possibility of converting over to medicaid after 18 months where Benton House didn't have that option. It's really an emotional roller coaster with worry that I have over the situation. I worry that he will get kicked out of his new home. I worry about the cost. I worry about the medication being too much or too little. I worry about my mother's illness with Parkinson's. I worry about raising my children in a way where they don't have to worry or feel the worry that I'm feeling. I normally write everyday but I was frozen with anxiety. I couldn't sleep well at night and then I was exhausted during the day. I had to ask my neighbor to help me move my father's furniture out of Benton House and into Crain's Lodge. He forgot his tools so I'm asking staff to see if maintenance has a power drill and a wrench. I quickly move as I also have my 4 year old with me. I ask him to follow me back and forth to the car. Thankfully it's only a few trips. I load up my mother's car with all of his personal belongings and I drive to Crain's Lodge. We unload everything and I keep accidentally trying to leave the facility without the nurse buzzing me out and I set off the alarm. The facility is on lockdown with memory care because patients are escape risks. I move everything into Crain's Lodge with my son following me back and forth having to ring the doorbell each time and scanned out each time. I'm so lucky that my son is such a sweet boy and listened the whole time. The staff also helped me and they were great too. They run to their maintenance department and get a drill and a wrench for me. I put together the bed with the maintenance man and on my way out my son screams some of his full out soprano screams. "What is the matter?" I say. "He says he's mad at me because that's his bed and he says that he doesn't love me anymore." He's only 4 and I know he doesn't know what he's saying so I pick him up and talk sweet to him and tell him that we will buy him a better bed. I hold him but he refuses my hugs. I feel frustration with trying to help and keeping everyone happy. My mother has Parkinson's which is a form of dementia as well and she is on the verge of needing care. The cost of these facilities is outrageous. I drop off my son at his dad's house and go to work.
I teach my advanced yoga class. I have to admit, it wasn't my best class. It also wasn't the worst. My students are the best and even though I'm the teacher in the class, I'm learning from them. They work so hard and are always such good sports about trying something new. I'm glad I could push through teaching the class as I always feel so much better afterwards. I love connecting with my students. After I help to teach the high school class yoga. I could have gone home but I feel less stress at the yoga studio. We finish up at 8:30pm and I go home.
When I walk into the door I smell feces. I don't have any pets. My house is under construction with new flooring, kitchen and bath with handicap bars for my mom. She is sleeping in my daughter's room. I know she was exhausted as the day was hectic for her too. I tell her something smells and she hurries up and goes to the bathroom. Her stoma bag exploded. She had her colon removed due to Crohn's disease a few years ago and there is a lot of special care needed for a stoma. First of all, it has to be changed regularly and if there is gas then it needs to be released or the bag fills with gas. If you don't change it regularly then it explodes everywhere. My mom is in the bathroom cleaning up. She is half asleep. I run into the bedroom and change the sheets. Why did I keep all my father's stuffed animals? I have like 30 on the bed! Ahhhhh! I take everything off and rinse the spots before putting it in the washer. I rinse my mom's cloths and wash everything. I make the bed and leave the stuffed animals in the closet. My mom wants me to organize them but I'm exhausted. I have to help her change her stoma bag. She showers. Then, she holds paper towels over her small intestine that sticks out of her belly to prevent anything else from coming out. We have to put this putty around the stoma ring so that it seals the bag closed. Then we have to powder her intestine so it doesn't stick. It's hard for her to powder the bottom. Then we peel the back of the sticker off to stick the bag onto her belly. We go to bed exhausted. I'm glad my dad is moved and everything is taken care of, for now.
If you have it in you to say some prayers for my parents then please do so. Send them love, warmth, peace and anything else that can alleviate fear. I really believe that energetically we all can help in some way. My parents are just two people suffering with these awful diseases. Memory care is full at the assisted care facilities and there is a whole population of Alzheimer's patients and caretakers that also need some energetic love. From my perspective, the more you take care of yourself, the more you won't need help from your loved ones. My parents diet was what I call the SAD diet or Standard American Diet with processed foods, heavy animal products, dairy, fried foods, soda, sweets, alcohol, etc. There are many theories on the cause of this disease, round up, diet, clean water, etc. The one aspect that we do have control over is our diets. Nutrition plays a huge roll, no doubt in my mind. This is a newer disease in the era of fast, processed, genetically modified, drug & hormone induced food. I teach plant based nutrition because I know how much it helps to increase the autoimmune system to avoid autoimmune diseases. Everything I do is because of the love that I have for my parents and so that I can help prevent others from suffering.
I was trying to get my dad to look up in this photo but he wouldn't. People who know my dad in this picture would immediately see that he has lost a lot of weight. His checks are sunken in and typically my dad was chubby. He didn't start to gray for the longest time and it seems only within the past couple years that his hair has gotten more gray. He is starting to roll his lips under his teeth and I never saw him do that before. He will listen to me more than he will a caretaker. Today a caretaker tried to change his diaper and he got upset. I told him "it's ok dad, she is going to help you" and he calmed down. I walked into the bathroom with him to put him at ease and the caretaker expertly took off his depends and put a new one on with his pants around his ankles the whole time while he was standing. That was pretty good. She slipped it around his shoe and then up the pant legs and then did the pant leg first and then looped it around the shoe and then pulled them up. We try to go quickly to make it as easy on him as possible.
Today was my parents wedding anniversary but I didn't get a good photo of them. My mom took him to Target with her and then Benton House put flowers on the table and made a nice lunch for their wedding anniversary. My mom is hilarious. When you walk into this place, people are quiet and looking around a lot. There is some conversation but I'm sure that runs dry after you see the same people day on end. My mom makes announcements offering Italian Icee's for everyone. She bought two boxes at the store. She starts passing them out and the caretaker has to help her as some patients are diabetic and can't have it. River my son was all giggles in the home. Everyone is watching him and I think he enjoys the attention. He was sitting on bouncy balls and throwing them back and forth to me. We were laughing and playing. He comes by me and I kiss him everywhere and say "Why are you so yummy?" He has this crazy soprano scream so I have to be careful that he's not too loud. One of the caretakers says she just loves his laugh.
My dad walks and walks and walks circles around the place. He is restless and it is almost impossible to get him to sit down. He tries to open all the doors to the place and goes in other people's rooms. What is he looking for and why can't he sit down? Why does he like to move so much? Alzheimer's Disease is the worst if you ask me. The level of care that he needs is a lot. He's still in there and looks semi-healthy but his brain is gone. My mom and I both know that moves into a new facility are difficult so we visit everyday to help put him at ease. My mom took two trips today, all morning and the evening to help my dad adjust.
She really loves him and I can only imagine how hard it is for her to lose her best friend and husband. One of the things that she says is the most difficult is sleeping alone. Up until 5 months ago she slept next to him for 48 years. That's a big change. Last night my 2 kids slept with her but she said River somehow ended up with his feet in her face. I just laugh because I've been there. I co-slept with my babies. My mom loves the babies but they are getting big and they like to sleep horizontal, upside down, diagonal, like a star and any other position that somehow wakes you up. Bottom line, I can't sleep next to them as cute as they are. My little girl begs me to sleep with her and sometimes I will lay with them and as soon as they fall asleep, I stealth like slither off the bed and into my own room. My mom enjoys sleeping with them and kept saying how happy she was that they were sleeping with her. The day before yesterday my mom slept a full 5 hours and woke for a bit and then slept 5 more hours. She was totally relaxed and hasn't slept like that since she moved in with me in January. She is awake in the middle of the night often. I think she was relaxed to know my dad is in good hands. Overall the decision to move my dad to Clermont just feels right. I hope it goes well. Peace out my friends. Much love to you all.
Yesterday I had the pleasure of assisting a room full of high school sport teams experiencing their first yoga class. The room was still warm from teaching my advanced power vinyasa even though we opened the doors. It's getting hot in the Florida summers. I was wet with sweat from the previous class and I dry mop the sweat off the floor. The kids walked into the room and immediately started moaning and groaning about the heat. I was laughing because this was after we cooled the room off. It's still warm. Eventually these kids will grow to love the heat in a yoga room.
They place their mats on the floor and I don't know what to expect. For some reason I assume that because they are athletes that yoga will be easy for them. We ask the students to tell us their experience with yoga and many of them have never done it before. We start them in a standing position and the first thing that I notice is that their posture needs help. Many of them roll their feet into their arches which will affect their knees and hips later in life. We go over the basics of every position so that they know proper alignment when they start flowing. This prevents injury. When they do a forward fold, I'm surprised how inflexible they are. Bend your knees in a forward fold in the beginning to protect your spine. They come down to all fours and we teach them cat and cow pose. There is a simple lack of body awareness with isolating movements like your pelvis or widening your scapula. I teach them the difference between pronate and supinating the shoulders. They eagerly learn, grown and say how it's already helping. One kid says, "I can touch my toes. I have never been able to do this before." I am humbled as a teacher as I watch my teacher Gina Keefe expertly guide beginner beginners how to do the basics of yoga. Rebecca, the other assistant and I say to each other, "I'm so happy Gina is teaching the first one." I learn that I have to go way back to the beginning and teach the basics of every pose. I learn from the students how I can better serve. I also see how badly yoga is needed for our youth. These kids deserve to have healthy bodies. Yoga can do that for them. The need is urgent in my opinion.
The students were great and as I watch them I wonder, "Why isn't yoga taught in school"? These kids need it! They are developing their bodies, growing into their bones and yoga can help set them up for proper body alignment for the rest of their lives. Many of these athletes are so tight that I'm surprised that they haven't already gotten injured. I imagine how these problems grow as people age into adults. Yoga can save them from so many injuries, give them a better range of motion and create a body awareness that I think everyone needs. We live in our skin. The more that we know and understand how our parts work then the less pain that we have. We can live a life of joy, pain free if we are properly guided. Most importantly for these athletes, yoga can help them take off in their sports. As a former triathlete and marathon runner myself, I wish I had yoga. I was taking off in my sports but injuries slowed me down. I know this could have been prevented with proper training and yoga.
I am inspired by the willingness of these kids to get out of their comfort zone and try. They worked hard and many of them are soaking wet with sweat after class. They are gracious after they leave and I mentally think what I can teach these students so that they can be successful. I hope this program continues. I can thank their coach Paul for bringing them to the studio for these kids to experience their first class. For me, yoga has changed my life but that is for another post. For now, I'm just happy to learn and help. I'm excited to foster the excitement and curiosity of yoga for these students. Let the healing begin.
My dad's name is Wayne Charles Hendricks. My mother's name is Irene Marganelli Hendricks. Marganelli is her maiden name since she doesn't have a middle name. My maiden name is Amy Lynn Hendricks. Now, it's Amy Lynn Hager. I never changed it after my divorce so that my last name is the same as my kids. I have four brothers and I am the only girl. 3 of my brothers still live in Chicago, Brent, Eric and Kirt Wayne Hendricks. My oldest brother Keith lives in Safety Harbor, Florida. My dad moved into Benton House Assisted Living facility in Clermont, Florida last night. I saw him this morning and he looks good! I asked him if he feels better than he did at the other place and he said "Oh God, yes". He is alert, I can ask him questions and he responds. Overall he looks A LOT better. He went to the bathroom on his own too! I'm so happy. He likes to walk so we walked outside around the courtyard and sat outside on the rocking chairs where my son River ran to the door and back to mommy's finger that tickles his armpits. He giggles and laughs and my dad says that he likes him. Everyone at the home loves seeing a child in the home and River plays with everything. He throws a beach ball at me and I throw it back and he just keeps on laughing and playing. I stayed for an hour and then went back to my house. I'm exhausted.
Overall the past few days have been very emotionally draining. All I want to do is sleep. My mom came to see him after me and had lunch with Wayne. It's $7 for her to have lunch at the facility and I think she will do this from now on so that she can eat with my dad and not have to shop, cook and clean. It just feels right to have him here. He has a much nicer bed and we added pictures to remind him of home. He said that "it's nice". Then he said "Let's get out of here". I told him yes, that once my house is finished with construction then he can come home to visit. My mom likes it there and the whole staff came to introduce themselves. Everyone's energy was very light and upbeat which makes me happy. Tomorrow is my parent's 48th anniversary. I'm happy they get to spend it together. Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad! I love you! Peace Love & Light.
Hooray my dad is moved into Benton House! He is now about 15 minutes from me and I can visit him!!! Yay!!!!! I am happy and hopeful that this home works out for him. They have a beautiful facility and it is significantly nicer than his old home. There are more activities and the place has a happier vibration to it. He is close enough to come home for visits and I have some time to spend with him. He is a lot weaker but I'm going to try to take him on walks, his favorite activity with me. I didn't see it but the hospital in Safety Harbor, FL said that he walks well with a walker. I think this will save me a fall and he will be able to get out. Clermont has a beautiful lake front with a bike path that I hope to show him. The hospital said that he was stabilized but was a little agitated with the new surroundings. They said it is disorienting for an Alzheimer's patient to move so I feel this is normal. I haven't seen him yet believe it or not! This was like an all day affair today.
My mom has an 8am doctor appointment with a dentist and a 10am doctor appointment with a Neurologist for her Parkinson's and then we had a noon appointment at Benton House to sign paperwork. We had a novel to fill out. It really felt like a mammoth task to move him. We needed to get 1823 forms from the hospital, should we resuscitate or not forms, what does he like to eat, how does he like to wake up, power of attorney forms and finally furniture! They don't offer furniture so I gave him my son's bed and dresser set. I will buy my son a new set, I needed something fast. I have a Prius and my Darrel, my ex-husband has a Highlander. I see my neighbor Carl across the street getting his mail in his pickup truck. I run across the street and ask him if he can help us move his bed and some belongings. He was the most gracious angel ever who offered to help and wouldn't accept anything more than a handshake. I get out my drill and my ex has the wrench and we are drilling and unscrewing the bolts from the bed. Piece by piece we take it out to the truck. He has a tarp to keep things nice and off we go.
My mom drives separate because she has to shop for a mattress pad in case he wets the bed and an extra set of sheets and towels. Darrel drives separate with the kids and right before we were going to leave, my daughter bumps her head hard on my other neighbor, Elizabeth's coffee table. She comes home crying and we are alarmed. We put ice on her head and leave. She calms down in the car and both kids fall asleep. We get to Benton House and unload the truck through the back door while Carl watches the kids in the car that is still running for air conditioning. I drill the bed back together and Darrel tightens the bolts. I have to remember the code to get out of the place with every trip as memory care is on lock down so patients don't wander and get lost. Darrel takes the kids home and Carl & I drive to the front and spot my mom. She is worn down and is parked outside. I know she is in pain after 6 and I simply run out to the car and start carrying things in with Carl. I see her as I pass and she can barely talk and is super wobbly with her walk. She needs to rest. The home gets a wheel chair for her. I know she is in pain but I can't help but to feel like she puts on an extra pity show when she is around people. I feel guilty even saying this but I often see her walking up and down the hill in my yard with a hose watering the plants and she is fine. She does get worn down at night because she gets up so early so who knows. I put on the mattress pad, the sheets and the comforter and put away some of his things. Tomorrow I may bring the dresser for his cloths as my mom packed him a huge suitcase. He doesn't need all this stuff, but she wants it nice. We bring a big family picture from home so he sees something that he is familiar with. He has a roommate who seems nice but was sleeping the whole time. We have to be quiet and keep the light off for him.
During this whole time we are calling back and forth to the hospital for my dad to get his final check ups and discharge papers. The hospital provided transportation for my dad to get to the home so after we left the home around 7ish he was still an hour away. I run back to Darrel's house to check on the kids and bring them food. They are asleep and I quietly put on their pull-ups. I kiss them goodnight and go home. My mom wants to go back to the home to greet him but she falls asleep. I can wake her but I don't. She will be able to help him better if she gets a good night sleep. I turn off the tv, get her a glass of water and turn on a nightlight. Sweet dreams for now. In the morning, we go to see my dad!!!!
Tomorrow, the contractors tear out my kitchen tiles and continue to finish the flooring in the living room. The office is painted and the room looks amazing!!! I painted the walls a light gray color and the small room looks so much bigger. Today was a busy day but there are lots of good things happening. Energetically, I feel better making sure my dad is with my mom and that he is well cared for. Even though his speech is disoriented, energetically I feel his soul. I know he feels mine too. We silently connect and I feel his love. Sleep tight Prince Wayne. I'll see you soon. Peace and love.
"Mommy, my tummy hurts." "We'll be back at the house in 2 minutes baby." "Mommy I'm going to throw up." We pull into the driveway and I stop. "Open the door Pepper and throw up outside." "Mommy I can't." Blaaaahhhhhh! Blaaaaaaahhhhh! Blaaaaaaaaahhhhh! OMG! Projectile vomits flies all over my car. You gotta be kidding me. I run around to her door faster than Speedy Gonzales and take her out of the car and lean her over the grass. She stops. "Why didn't you open the door." "I couldn't." I had the child proof on the darn cars! Aaaahhhhh! Red slime and chewed grapes are slimed all over the passenger seat and in between the seat and the console. She seemed to find all the cracks. There is toys all over the floor covered in vomit. And there is vomit on the carpet. My kids haven't thrown up in a long time. My daughter sometimes gets car sick but she hasn't thrown up in like forever. I got a bucket of water and a rag to clean this one as I peel one slimed toy after another out of the car and hose it off. Seriously you all, moms do so much! She says she's sorry sheepishly. I look at her with love, reach my hands out to her neck and jokingly strangle her. She laughs and I say I still love her but I don't like her yucky throw up. I clean the mess and we all relax again. That wasn't fun.
My dad has been at the hospital the past 3 1/2 days. The hospital is going to transport him to an Assisted Care Facility in Clermont, Florida where my mom and I live tomorrow. They reduced his medication and he is doing better except he has a bad headache. I'm sure weaning him from some of his medication has it's side affects. I am happy that he will be only 15 minutes away. Now my mom can stop driving so far to see him. It is too far for her to drive alone. It costs more money but I think that it might be cheaper in the long run if it avoids an accident. Plus this new home is way nicer than his old place. I also saw their lunches and I was impressed with their food as it looked fresh. Everyone was raving about the food so I'm sure my dad will be happy about that. We have to buy him a bed and move his personal belongings. He doesn't talk a lot anymore. I'm looking forward to taking him on walks. They do have a courtyard loop that he can walk outside with pretty plants. Inside they have lots of activities that they do with the patients. I hope he adjusts well. I know it is always stressful for an Alzheimer patient to change their surroundings.
I wouldn't have done it if I didn't think that both my parents would be better off. I also think it takes the pressure off of my brother in Tampa. He has already helped tremendously and now it's my turn. He has a construction mess to fix with hiring the wrong contractors for an addition on his house for my mom. Now he'll have more time to focus on getting that fixed. He also won't have to deal with the responsibility of the details of my father's death whenever the time comes. It's hard to even say the word death but it's on everyone's minds, especially mine. I've been learning from it and seeing how it's making me focus on the important things in life. Right now, that is my family, my career and my friends. Death makes the time that we spend during life even more important.
Tomorrow, the flooring contractor comes to install more of my new floors. They are going to paint the office and then I get to have that room back. Next week the contractors come to re-do the kitchen. The new kitchen is going to be awesome. I don't know what I'm going to do without a kitchen for a month while they work! I hope they diligently hurry. Overall, I am blessed. I feel really good about the change in my dad's home and the remodeling of my home. Overall, I'm happy. Sending you all love and light! Peace!