The Marine's appointments are an all day affair for us. Labs are at 10:45 and then his doctors appointment is at 2:PM. Since we are a little over an hours drive from the base, there is not enough time to come back home and go back. I called daughter and asked her and SO to meet us for lunch at Red Lobster. Lobster Fest is going on for the next 10 weeks and we had a craving for some lobster. We had a nice leisurely lunch before we made the second appointment. All is well with the Marine. It was just a check-up. We did find out that sometimes during the year the VA is opening a home health service for severely disabled vets such as the Marine. The doctor will actually make house calls if needed and they will send nurses out to draw blood for the labs. We can also have a nurses aide several times a week to give his bath. I am trying not to get my hopes up too high for this as we all know the government is cutting out as much as they can from the Military. Any disabled vet and their caregivers post 9/11 get all kinds of fringe benefits that my Marine doesn't. It's simply not right to treat one generation of veterans differently from others. But don't get me started!
The Compound calls all of the piled up stuff, resource inventory and all of this time I have been calling it JUNK. Sometimes
So far, so good. I have since put a long feeder in there since they all want to crowd around one like this although there were two feeders in the brooder box like this.