Oregon and Washington BS thread

wow lol they got a website? if you do go there. DO NOT get the hot and spicy or whatever. they actually got a warning saying they will not give refunds. i got the spicy and probably drank about 20 cans of juice.

personally i like going to fumi's

 

got back from Naches today with the Gitout crew. More epic adventures... more pinstripes I'm thinking polishing compound will be good enough, but maybe this weekend I'll have energy to really get on it with some wild voodoo goojin to give it the lovin it needs.

As part of epic adventures, I might be in the market for new tires. There was a 3" long stick or bolt attached to a log that was on the trail, and it gave me a 2" gash in the driver's tire sidewall. I'm guessing they won't be able to repair them, but I think Schwab will give some credit. That means I'm going to need a full set, and I was hoping for some different choices than Maxxis and Toyo

I like the shape of the bobbed truck (last pic)

If you have time to wait, I will eventually be putting my entire leafs up for sale, and I would be able to deliver to Buster's BBQ I have some irons in the fire over the next few weeks as I begin moving to the duplex, but I'm really motivated to get some custom springs made up. Let me know if you want to talk turkey.

You can adjust it of course, but I haven't done that on anything but my Accord. It was super easy, just some bolts to turn.

 

When is the last time you checked your rear brake pads

 

Like 7 months ago, they were fine. Like Mike said, I think it just needs to be adjusted.


However, I wouldn't mind new brake pads. I like stopping power.

 

I want to do the extended braided lines.

Sigh, so many things to do...

 

For you 1st gens

http://www.tacomaworld.com/forum/1st-gen-tacoma-marketplace/235185-wts-cbi-tire-carrier-hi-lift-mount.html ://

 

Have any of you had to transition your parents/grandparents into an assisted care when those relatives were HIGHLY resistant? I could use some advice.

My grandparents are both at that stage where they need it. They currently live in a 2-story, 5 bedroom, 3 living room, 2 dining room house, all wood heat. Also has a barn/shop and a huge woodshed/shop, all on at least an acre of land, headed out towards Detroit. My uncle lives with them as a sort of live-in assistant, but he's going crazy with them and wants out.

Grandpa has severe joint pain, was taking morphine pretty regularly for a while. He likes to do a lot of 'self medicating' - takes a dose that feels right, but only when the pain is already unbearable. Doesn't believe in taking a dose if he's not in pain. He doesn't have the power he used to, and is either ashamed or doesn't understand that he can't be out chopping wood or climbing trees or driving his Cummins 4x4 (doc said all that needs to stop - Grandpa didn't hear that part). He's had some heart problems I think or something - he's been in the hospital overnight on a few occasions; the last time he was in was a few days. He typically gets out early because he threatens the doctor or gets released on unruly behavior.

Grandma has high blood pressure to the point where when she went in to have her pressure taken, the doctor got alarmed and couldn't figure out why she wasn't having a heart attack. She's had had a few strokes, some big enough that gave her a lisp, some had her fall down/lose consciousness/stop breathing, and probably a few mini-strokes we don't know about. She totters around similar to a toddler, where it looks like their head is too heavy for the body... once the head starts going a direction, the body rushes along to keep up until they make it to their destination or crash. She self medicates as well, and barely knows whether she took the blue pill or two pills. We had a hard time making her take her blood pressure meds ("it makes me feel tired"). She's now forgetful, typically turning on the oven when there's nothing to cook or turning on all the burners when she only needs one. She burns enough things that Grandpa removed the smoke alarm batteries because he didn't like hearing them. Even if the food makes it to the table, it's volatile - "extra ingredients".

They both have hearing aids, which are either not worn, don't work because they fiddled with them, or aren't powerful enough for their severe hearing loss. It's typical that one of them is wearing their set and the other one isn't wearing theirs, but has the TV at full volume.
We once found a drawer full of pills, both OTC and from multiple doctors. Some were expired by several years, others conflicted with the other medications, some weren't needed any more, some weren't identifiable. It was entirely possible to take vicodin, oxycodone, and morphine, a high blood pressure pill, and wash it down with 6 year old pepto.

You'd think the answer would be obvious, but...

They are VERY attached to home, tightfisted, and close-minded.
When Grandpa was complaining about a tightness in his chest and moaning 'this was the end', they didn't call an ambulance (it would cause a scene/cost too much), so they tried driving him in to Stayton. They backed into a tree trying to leave the driveway instead.
Any discussion about downsizing leads to arguments and a complete mental shutdown on the subject.
Even if they were well enough that they qualified, they won't trust home care nurses because 'nurses will steal from your house'.
Any talk of assisted living, nursing homes, or even retirement communities is instantly translated to mean 'death house, a place where you give up and go to die', and usually means the two of them won't talk to us for a few days.

The list goes on, but the final straw came this week when my uncle caught Grandma defrosting chicken by marinating it in Pine Sol (it's OK to laugh, I did).

Dad and my uncle are fast-tracking doing things 'the hard way' before someone is poisoned or hit by that big truck. The doctor has recommended they have 24 hour assistance, so we need to basically sell the house, vehicles, etc., plus claim some sort of executor status over their accounts to fund their living arrangements, etc.
Unfortunately, the grandparents are still mentally stable enough that we can't just easily steamroll on up. If a lawyer or whoever was to ask them how situations were, they would say, "Everything is great. We just want to get home and make some chicken wings for dinner and relax by the fire."

Is there any advice you guys can give to help my dad out in enforcing this transition?

 

My family has a similar situation with my grandpa. He lives alone in upstate New York. He has people who check on him regularly (in the morning and evening, every day). We've been trying to get him into an assisted living home for a decade now. He's just too stubborn. My family has come to terms with him dying peacefully and happily in his house, which he's lived in almost his entire life.


It also helps having the neighbors check on him, it gives us a peace of mind. In fact, last year he got pneumonia, fell on the floor, broke his hip and couldn't get to the phone. Thanks to the people who check up on him, they were able to get him to the hospital within a few hours. Now if he was in an assisted living home, it wouldn't have happened in the first place. But he's happy with that life. We know if we forced him into assisted living, he'd be a miserable old dude, and nobody wants to deal with a miserable old dude. I think he's come to terms with it as well. That's the way he wants it.



I know it doesn't offer any assistance to your situation, just thought I'd share.



P.S. He smokes more than two packs a day, and has been doing so since he was a teenager. Somehow, he's still kicking.

 

Going through something similar with my grandpa. You should've seen the hell that was raised when we decided it was time to take away the firearms...Luckily, if you can call it that, he's so far gone mentally we haven't had a hard time getting executor status and the hospital has kept him far longer than usual while we find an assisted living place that works for him. He is extremely attached to his home and belongings, etc, but we got our foot in the door with him having to go the hospital because of his mental breakdowns. Trying to get someone to leave without the legitimate excuse they have to go the ER is definitely a hard one. Much easier to get the hospital to refuse to let them go, once they've had to go for some emergency, while you find an assisted living place is the way to go from how I'm seeing our situation go. He's finally coming around to it and being less combative, quit taking swings at the hospital staff, and there's always the hope that if he improves he can come home. Sucks seeing grandparents loose it mentally. My other grandpa died of Alzheimer's. Not so sure I see the romanticism in growing old.

 

x2

 

I just hope I take after my mom's side of the family. Mom's mom lived alone for about 20 years and was fully functional, slowly scaling back her daily mile-long dog walks. She handed the car keys over voluntarily around 90 years old because she said she was 'tired of driving for so many years', even though the DMV cleared her just fine. I think the thing that hurt her the most was having to give up quilting near the end because the nerves in her fingers couldn't stand needles any longer - quilting was her passion. She had all her finances laid out, estate plans easily manageable, and made a quiet, dignified exit.

Dad's parents are basically 2 year olds. I'm not even sad about it, they just make you angry with how difficult they make everything.

 

Ooooo Daddy!!!

 

Well poop. Schwab only extends warranties for alignment and balancing, so no credit. In addition they want $386/tire, so forget them. Time to go tire shopping- pm me if you find deals

 

install date.. never?

 

Install date 8-22-12, Les Schwab Scappoose 6:30p.m.
I have the entire ship until midnight Beer + Pizza + parts = Game ON

 

leafs included?

i get off work at 7:15 that night.

i'll try to stop by.

 

Yep it's ALL going on at once!!

 

My Sliders should be here the 22nd as well. Gotta start painting for install this weekend hopefully.

 

....My install is more important....

 

Let me make this easy on you boys. You can each install the pieces you have on my truck, then you don't have to fight about it.