It's been a busy day for a Sunday and quite a long day for me starting out at 5:30 a.m. I was actually awake a little bit before this and just waiting for 5:30 to come around so I could be sure I had enough time to get ready for breakfast. I do well I don't even need to half an hour that I give myself but I like to have that buffer in there just the same for when I lollygag around and not totally focus on getting ready every single seconds before I have to leave. I wish I could enjoy the weekend better than I have due to the blood I found on the bed pad the other day when I got up. I have a wound somewhere I just don't know how severe it is and how come the wound folks haven't seen it. Bill tomorrow the Supreme wound Queen it's coming into discharge and see if I need any more services. I'll put the pressure on him to see how well she's looking this is going to be after Melissa's been here and bugs because they'll have to take off whatever wound protection that Melissa applies. They will not replace that wound protection as well as Melissa does. I just hope they can find the source of these droplets of blood that seem to be hitting the bed pad. I really am laboring under the concept that whatever is happening is curable and we'll just have to be focused on healing. I don't mind having to Do complete pressure releases I just don't want to do them in bed all day. If I can be in my chair leaning back taking all the pressure off my butt side but still being able to get around the apartment of whatever that works too. Hopefully I will even have a healed but or one well padded by Tuesday but I am sure will have an assist meeting downtown Salt Lake which means I'll be riding tracks. I don't think I have many more meetings the rest of this month except for the ones downtown on Tuesdays. I feel a little guilty because I'm not doing more - - I echoed that sentiment a great deal I am aware but it's true. I just want to come continue with the sediment that I am somewhat productive and somewhat valuable to the people in the community. I think as I age become more and more senior and more keenly aware of feelings people have towards senior citizens or ancients like myself. I like to think I have something of value to give but I can see it in people's eyes now at the market or other groups and clusters of younger folks that I share the same oxygen with. For the most part I can tell they see me as a person with a disability that meme has only limited value but add on to that the senior citizen or the age individual citizens of our chair then of course it's a double whammy I try to continue to be intriguing and interesting and it works to some degree but I still sense there's a feeling of low return for any energy dumped into this vessel.
I had coffee with my Lori this afternoon we made it the usual place Starbucks each getting a cold drink of some coffee base I had a frozen mocha topped off with whipped cream. I wish I had gotten an image of this the frozen mocha would look good for the image of this posting but I was not quick enough to reason out about getting an image with my cell phone. I didn't get one of course. We had an enjoyable time however sitting in the coffee shop with its air condition dialed to zero at least I believe that felt that way. I think we spent at least 2 hours yammering and drinking Frozen Delights..
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