I had to get home…to eat. An overnight stay at the hospital ended up becoming four days! The Rns, LPNs, Aides, and hospital doctors were great and worked with me to relieve the pain. But I had to eat. For the first time in my entire life I am being told, “Eat!”
Well, I would, if the food were edible. (more…)
Most holidays I would just prefer to spend the day alone doing what I like to do: read, paint, sleep. This year will be different for me. I am joining a friend and her family for Christmas Day dinner. It may be one of the few meals I will be able to enjoy for a long time. But, it brings to mind all those people who have no one to spend the holidays with.
From Thanksgiving to Christmas many charitable organizations make certain the homeless and those having financial problems have a holiday meal. But what about those who do have a home but no one else in it? (more…)
I can remember when I was a kid (all those years ago) that streets in town ran in both directions. It was a nightly phenomenon that we would drag main street. Kids all over America did this. You would wave to friends as you passed and yell out greetings. Then city planners came up with the insane idea of one way streets. Now we could no longer go up and down the main drag, we circled it like a wagon train settling in for the night in hostile territory.
To this day I hate one way streets. I have a rotten sense of direction. I can get lost going out of a parking lot. (more…)
“Nothing happens, and nothing happens, and then everything happens.” — Fay Weldon
Boy, does Fay Weldon’s quote capture what I am now feeling. It has been a whirlwind of activity during the last two weeks and it will continue for at least another week. Doctors…tests…doctors…more tests…doctors…tests again…more doctors. At least at this moment I can keep all their names straight. I’m not sure about my own, but I sure know their names and specialties.
In the meantime life does go on. (more…)
Everything started going wrong the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. I had been on antibiotics for 10 days and thought they had done a good job of killing off the bacteria…both the good and the bad. The good news was the bad was gone. But by the day after Thanksgiving it was not getting better. So, like any sensible person I got in to see my doctor. By the time we were finished I think we thought we were dealing with a big, honking ulcer. OK, I can deal with this. But to be certain, the doctor wanted to me to see the gastroenterologist. (more…)
