Choo Choo Monday

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0-4-4 ‘Saddleback, Davenport Dinky Locomotive, very rare, in need of restoration.

 

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Considered a ‘Lightweight’ with 2 axle trucks, 56-Seat Coach w/ Skirts’ a former part of the North Coast Limited

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The perfect end to any train, the Caboose, this one a steel body Great Northern.

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Hobo Road, if only there were trains again. 😦

Thanks to Doc for the great pics. Someone needs to give the little Loco some love and some steam. 🙂

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17 Responses to Choo Choo Monday

  1. Den says:

    Towns are restoring their abandoned rail lines and making tourist trains, some steam, some diesel, taking visitors on short rides on abandoned rails that would otherwise go unused.

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  2. Den says:

    Scarymoochi is shown the door, LOL! Good riddance BIG mouth.

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  3. Carol ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ says:

    Thanks, Micki. It helped Bob breathe better, and eat, but the confusion, loopyness, I can’t handle him. He became a rag doll, couldn’t help me help him stand up, etc. I stopped it yesterday, he’s coming back to normal but still having crazy things come out of his mouth.

    As for anxiety, all the nurses ask him about anxiety and he says he doesn’t have any. He’s never anxious that I’ve noticed. Jill keeps saying it’s me that needs to take one of the Ativans he doesn’t take, lol. No way.

    Seems Hospice doesn’t provide help for me with Bob, have to pay for that. I don’t want to pay, Bob doesn’t…he only has a small Mutual Fund that I have to live on the rest of my life. Social worker came out to explain the help out there, give us brochures. Someone from a place called Arcadia is coming out to discuss this with us in the next two days. Bob’s rich brother, who I just talked to, said that was too much. Shop around. No, he didn’t offer to pay for it. Jill told me to not worry, her and Brian will help, that they have money to help us with.

    I have to face it, even if the Morphine wears off, he’s going to get bad like he was last night and I won’t be able to help him. I didn’t go to bed until 3:30 because I was so worried about him falling out of bed. Woke up at 7:00 a.m., looked at that bedroom across the hall from my bed and he wasn’t in it! Jumped up, ran into the room and he was in a pile on the floor. Got his legs straightened out, got him to a sitting position and when he said he could hold himself like that I ran to call Jill who came right over and lifted him to the bed by herself. I might have been able to do that, but I didn’t dare at my age. If I hurt myself, well you know, I couldn’t afford to be out of commission.

    One of my friends has her Alzheimer’s mom living with her, and she works. She said our sick health care system doesn’t help people like her, and apparently people like Bob. Another friend has her Alzheimer’s mom and dementia aunt living with her, same for her. No help, they both work full time. But we all know how awful it is here. This is no Denmark.

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    • Micki says:

      Carol, it might be a good idea to NOT ask Bob questions such as “are you anxious?” First of all, you can’t rely on his answer to be accurate…that happens when a person is in the end stages of a terminal disease, partly because of drug combinations (some of which may have interactions that can cause some confusion) and partly because the body is unable to pump adequate oxygen-rich blood to the brain, so thinking is fuzzy.

      It’s not a good idea to bounce Bob on and off morphine or Ativan (if he’s taking that). Find the right dose and stay consistent, until circumstances require a higher dose of morphine. Confusion in end stage illness can be caused by body organs failing and waste building up in a person’s system, causing confusion and behavioral changes.

      As far as Bob getting out of bed on his own and you finding him on the floor: does he have a hospital bed, with the railings up, especially at night? If hospice hasn’t delivered a hospital bed, order one! If your hospice is worth its salt…they’ll deliver it for FREE quite quickly. It’ll make your life easier, as far as transferring him in/out of bed. Not only that, you can crank up the head of the bed a little to make him more comfortable, as needed. Or his feet. Medicare covers the cost of hospital beds, bedside commodes (if needed), concentrators, etc.

      A calm caregiver is essential because if s/he is anxious, it can affect the behavior of the dying person. (Sorry if that sounds too blunt…but we’re all going to die…it’s ingrained in our culture to be death denying, death-defying in this country…FIGHT TIL THE END…WIN, WIN, WIN! He put up a valiant battle…etc.) Accepting one’s fate is not giving up.

      Little things mean a lot, do whatever seems to feel calming and appropriate…a warm (or cool) washcloth gently over his face, neck, etc. Combing his hair. Hold his hand. Quietly play his favorite music if that suits him. Keep the lights low at night. (GRATUITOUS ADVICE: turn off the g-ddamned news!!!!!! And the damned talking heads! Who needs that crap?!)

      Our hospice provides “respite care” for the caregiver…I didn’t utilize that but I have friends who did. It was a “lifesaver” — they’d get a few hours to go the library, out to lunch, to the store, a walk in the park. Ask your hospice provider if they offer respite service….they should!!!! The “respite care” offered by our hospice is covered by Medicare, but actually most of the people who visit homes to give caregivers a respite, are volunteers.

      If you find you can’t care for Bob at home, does your hospice service have a “hospice house” — with a bed available??? If you don’t know, you might want to check….as another option down the road.

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  4. Carol ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ says:

    Finally, a couple hours for me to try to unwind. Came here first, then on to my rounds. Already took care of my email. I see Moochie, quit, lol. Ten days in. They said Trump didn’t like the language he used. Yeah, right. He did it pressured by someone to try to do something right. Can’t be Ivanka and her husband, she said she has little influence over her dad. Then why does she have an office in the White House?

    Bob was watching MSNBC with me, said he couldn’t wait until Trump was gone, he was so sick of him. Yup. Just like the rest of us.

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  5. jimhitchcock says:

    105° predicted for Wednesday. Central A/C on the computer fritz at home, same in car, but I got it at work!

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  6. David B. Benson says:

    Dan Antonnelli bought the train to go with the former railroad station, now Pufferbilly Depot, that he used as the DRA real estate office. Now nobody looks after the little train.

    The tracks cannot be used because the trestles are too old. Being taken up a little at a time.

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  7. David B. Benson says:

    Only 46 minutes for the TVD bridge route. Various birds settling for the night, including a hawk. Some of the bunchgrass is taller than I am by a goodly proportion.

    Day 2: 50+46=96 minutes.

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  8. Den says:

    (Hi-def so it takes a while to load)

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  9. David B. Benson says:

    I did, just above.

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    • Den says:

      WP screwed me there, showed only two comments were here, posted and there was more than a few, I deleted the comment as it was pointless.

      Too bad about the little Loco being neglected, it’s worth money, I would come and get it but it would not fit in the van.

      Have to find another train.gif, the last one boogered up my page

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  10. Den says:

    Sometimes you have to give them a push, like kids:

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