January 1 through Saturday, January 9:

Friday, 1/1 – HAPPY NEW YEAR!  We spent the day watching parades and football on tv.  I fixed a traditional new year dinner of ham, black-eyed peas and rice, collard greens and cornbread.

Saturday, 1/2 – More football on tv.  The news announced that December, 2021, was the worst of the pandemic.  Over 6 million new cases in the U.S. and over 20 million cases since March of 2020.

Sunday, 1/3 through Saturday, 1/9

This week was routine in many ways and nothing at all routine in a few other ways:

On Monday, I went to my doctor’s office for a follow-up on my shoulder.  He agreed that the next step we should take is to have an MRI done.  When I got home from the doctor’s, Dad said that he wasn’t feeling well and didn’t want to go to the YMCA.  On Tuesday, when I got home from my volunteer work, Dad told me that he had not been able to keep any food or drink down.  Around 6, I gave him his medicine which he promptly threw up.  I asked if I should call his doctor in the morning and he said no.  On Wednesday, 1/6, I got home from my morning appointments just before 11.  When I walked in, Dad said that I better call the doctor because he had been sick again this morning.  His regular doctor couldn’t fit him in, so he scheduled him in another office.  We saw that doctor just before 5 p.m.  She was concerned that Dad might be dehydrated and recommended that I take him to the ER right away so they could do further tests.  Dad did not want to go, so she prescribed a nausea medicine for him to try.  He went home and started drinking lemonade right away and kept his first dose of the nausea medicine down as well.

After returning home from the doctor’s office, we learned that a riotous mob stormed the nation’s capital while Congress was in session.  This is a sad day in the nation’s history.

On Thursday morning Dad seemed to be doing well, so I fixed scrambled eggs for lunch which he was not able to keep down.  At 2:30, I took him to an urgent care facility.  That doctor said he was very concerned Dad might have a stricture in his esophagus and recommended he go straight to the ER.  Dad agreed, and we headed to the Lakewood Ranch Medical Center ER arriving just before 5 p.m.  The doctor said that they were going to admit Dad overnight, give him hydration and schedule a “scope” of his esophagus for tomorrow.  Since it looked like he might have to stay in the ER overnight, I left him to go to sleep about 11:30, getting home just after midnight.

Friday, 1/8 – Because of the pandemic (which is getting worse every day, despite the vaccine starting to be distributed) visiting hours at the hospital are limited to noon to 6 p.m.  I was on the way to the hospital when they called and said that Dad’s endoscopy was finished and he was being released to go home. They found a stricture which was clogging food in his esophagus.  They removed the food and then put a balloon down his throat to “stretch” his esophagus.  He was released at 12:30, came home and promptly took a nap.  Dad drank a Boost milkshake for supper and took his daily medicine.  Later, he ate a boiled egg.  Everything went down smoothly.

Saturday, 1/9 – Dad had a comfortable day today watching three of the pro football wildcard playoff games.  The Tampa Bay Buccaneers won their game.

January 10 through Saturday, January 16:

This week we got back to our routine activities:  Sunday school and church for me and granddaughter, Emma, while Dad watches on-line on Sundays; Physical therapy for me on my left shoulder Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings and workout at the YMCA for both me and Dad on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoons.  I do volunteer work at my church, Palm View First Baptist Church and then at the North River Care Pregnancy Center on Tuesdays; and I go to choir practice on Wednesday evenings.

In addition to these activities this week, we watched three more profession playoff games on Sunday afternoon; and, we watched the college football championship game on Monday night, January 11 – Alabama vs Ohio State – Alabama won.  We did not go to the YMCA on Wednesday after Dad received a phone call that one of his best friends, Bob Wimmer (age 92) passed away.  I got an MRI done on my left shoulder Friday morning and on Saturday we spent a quiet, cool and breezy day indoors watching NFL football playoffs in the late afternoon and evening.
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Sadly, the news announced that more than two million people worldwide have been diagnosed with Coronavirus (COViD-19).

January 17 through Saturday, January 23

In addition to our routine activities this week, on Sunday afternoon we watched three more profession playoff games – including Tampa Bay vs New Orleans Saints.

On Tuesday, 1/19, between dusk and sundown President-Elect, Joe Biden along with Vice-President Elect Kamala Harris led a nationwide COVID-19 Memorial remembering the over 400,000 thousand deaths in the U.S. by the lighting of 400 lights around the nation’s reflecting pool.  There were similar memorials in many of the united states as well.

After therapy on Wednesday, 1/20, I went to my doctor’s office to discuss the results of my MRI last week.  She told me that I have a partially torn tendon in my shoulder and referred me to an orthopedic doctor.  In the afternoon, Joe Biden and Kamala Harris were sworn in as President and Vice-President of the United States on the steps of the U.S. Capital building.  I visited with friend, Jackie Sosville and her mother, Gladys for a couple of hours Thursday morning.  They will be returning to her mother’s place in Georgia on Monday and not return until the beginning of March.  The Buccaneers played the Green Bay Packers on Saturday, 1/23, and won.  They will be playing in the Superbowl in a couple of weeks.

Sunday, 1/24 through Sunday, 1/31

Most of this week was routine, with a few exceptions:

On Sunday, 1/24, in the afternoon, the Kansas City Chiefs won their game putting them in the Superbowl with the Tampa Bay Bucs.  Monday, 1/25, was my nephew, Mathew Butler’s, birthday. I had lunch with granddaughter, Vanessa, on Tuesday, 1/26.  She told me that she was planning to go visit “Popi” and then later sent me a picture of the flower’s that she placed at his stone.

On Saturday, 1/30, granddaughter, Emma, came over (wearing a mask) to tell me that her parents had been notified by her school that someone in her class tested positive for the Coronavirus.  The entire class must self-quarantine for the next 10 days.

Sunday, 1/31 – Palm View First Baptist Church said a formal goodbye to long-time Minister of Music, Pastor Jeff Sheffield, at the morning service.  He shared an interesting fact with the congregation.  The piano in the church was the one that he learned how to play on.  When his teacher passed away, he left it to Jeff and Jeff and wife Debbie donated it to the church.  Needless to say, Emma did not come to church with me today as she is self-quarantining.