I am exhausted! I really
didn't do that much today but still I can barely keep my eyes open. I
may even hit the sack before 10 PM but who knows never underestimate
the possibility of the second wind. I was up at 6 AM which is really
no big deal for me. It's Monday which means as home health Dana day.
I like to be up, shaved and ready for my home health worker when she
gets here always around 7 AM. I want to make sure I waste of time
doing things I could do before she gets here.
Possibly, I was excited
because today I meeting with by occupational therapist Kasey over at
TOSH not far from where I used to live in Murray. I sent the
appointment for 10 AM. I knew I would be done with my mornings
business by 8 AM which would give me two hours to get from my
apartment to TOSH. I realized last week my occupational therapy time
I have available, I have not used and I need to use this
opportunity/resource before it runs out. I brought this up last week
when visiting with my physiatrist I
let her know this information and I had appointment for this morning
but it's how I got back to my apartment. I was pretty sure I could
make the appointment in the two hours allotted, even if I cannot get
on the right bus which runs every hour I can actually just drive by
chair there would have done before.
And
of course was there plenty of time and my occupational therapist and
Ihad a very productive meeting. This was after everyone had to
comment at how good I looked, healthy wise. Not that I really cared
but it was nice to be gushed over. I have outlined the direction I
would like to go as far as making sure my power chair is functional
and maintained. We also talked about another home visit and see what
further changes we can do to my living situation at the apartments
and this led to the arrest he could get me over to his home where I
could witness is incredibly beautiful woodshop and actually do some
woodworking (Kasey knows how much I miss my little woodshop that was
in my garage). I informed Kasey that if he would consider driving my
vehicle that he be welcome to drive me over to his house where we can
work on some one wood projects. I would be more than open to this
exercise. We also talked about some other occupational therapy ideas.
I felt good I felt like a getting something valuable accomplished. It
was a good day.
This
last bit has nothing to do with the rest of the posting that's okay
because I don't care. But, when I went to catch the 47 to transport
me to Murray Central there was another person at the bus stop. I
don't know why but I was enamored with his tennis shoes. I thought he
was totally mystical. I so want to ask him about his tennis shoes,
these beautiful Pumas… But I didn't.
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