Lots of weird adventures to relate.  I am watching the Packer game as I do this.   We have to hang on to the ball for two minutes or score again to seal this game up. 

So.  The adventures.

Last night, as I let the house get a bit cold because I opened up the doors  to air things out, I turned on the furnace. 

We have the temperature limit set, so I did not give it another thought.   Until - I woke up at about 11PM and I was sweating.   It took a while to wake up enough to realize that I had better go to look at the thermostat.  I staggered to the hall and Faith and Begorra it was 92 degrees in this house.    I checked and everything looked like it was set correctly.   The temperature that had been preset was 73.  But it was 92.   So I opened windows and doors, turned the thermostat to air conditioning and turned on all the fans.   In about an hour and a half, I was finally able to sleep.   Poor Roxie came in the bedroom and laid under the fan.   She will never figure that one out.

By the way, the Packers just won.  They beat Minnesota 33/17.   Yippee.   That's seven in a row.

Now, I will tell you the tale of the mouse.   No pun intended.    I got to Rock Knoll at 9AM and went to Mass, helping bring some of the residents down, as usual.   A lovely Mass and I met a couple of the new residents.

I arrived back in Dick's room shortly before 11AM.   He was a bit sleepy and I was reading when I saw a mouse climbing over this CPAP and the edge of the bed.    Dick said that he knew there was one around and I ran for help.    They came right down with towels and whatever else they could think of.   Dick and I got out of the room and waited.    AH, you should have heard all the banging and furniture moving and chatter going on in there until someone said,  "There it is!" and there it was,  OUT of Dick's room and along the baseboard of the hallway.   It had travelled through the walls.  So the hunt continued.   By then maintenance had joined the chase.  Up and down the hall the valiant hunters ran.   Finally it ran into one of the other rooms and Joseph from maintenance managed to scoop it into a waste basket and covered it with a towel.

At this point, Dick said that he thought it had bitten him this morning.  Then I got VERY nervous.  It turns out that he woke up feeling something and batted at it around his arm and also around his knee.   He thinks it bit him but he was so sleepy it was difficult to be sure.   He could possible been feeling little claws too.   Anyway, he told the morning nurse.   The message about the mouse was passed on, but not the fact that Dick thought he was bitten by it.  That bothers me a bit.

Terry, the nurse, called a Veterinarian and a Doctor who both concurred that mice are not rabies carriers.  The doctor said to just watch the offending area to be sure there is no sign of infection.  Bobbie and Bill came to visit while Dick and I were playing rummy as the cleaning crew cleaned his room from top to bottom and inside out.  We could have moved to another room but I can't see that a mouse wouldn't be there too.   And he is probably in the cleanest room in the facility right now. 

We had a nice visit with Bobbie and Bill.   Told Bobbie what the doctors said about mice not rabies carriers and she mentioned that they do however harbor the hantavirus.   Very reassuring.   We agreed that it takes a LOT of dry dusty mouse poop to really spread the disease, if the mouse has it to begin with.

So was your last 24 hours as exciting as ours?

Tomorrow I have to get up very early as I have to be in Green Bay by 8 Am to drop off Dick's right prosthesis for finishing. 

 So good night, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite.

God love you

Mary

The hallway was full of spectators and Joseph took it to a deep empty trash can.

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