Wednesday 1/3/24

7:49a.m. I had a fairly good night. Arthritis wasn’t too bad a d I didn’t have muscle spasms. I was changed twice so I wasn’t lying in urine. My only problem was the aides got me up at 4:00. I was in my wheelchair by 4:30 I slept in my chair until six then I called Chocolatechip. We talked for a few minutes then I fell back to sleep.

I slept until breakfast. It was delicious. I had biscuits and gravy. The coffee and orange juice also hit the spot. I was having trouble with arthritis in my shoulder. But I swear hot coffee works wonders. The Tylenol I had with morning meds also helped. I feel much better thanks to food, coffee and Tylenol.

I called Chocolatechip after I ate. Chocolatechip asked if I would be better off without her. I said No way! I would be lost without Chocolatechip said she has a lot of problems. She thought she was bringing me down. This is not the case at all. I said I love you and will always need you in my life.

We talked about other things as well. Chocolatechip said she doesn’t want to ride with her case manager anymore. She is afraid of getting bed bugs. She said she will pay her daughters to come to see me. Chocolatechip is being hyper vigilant about bed bugs. She went through hell and she can’t get them again. I said I can’t blame you. That was the end of our talk.

So I’m above the dirt and blessed with another day. I had a decent day yesterday. I hope today will be better with very little pain. arthritis pain.

9:11a.m. I’m in the Fiesta Room waiting for my coffee. My shoulder muscles were hurting a lot. Someone was nice enough to push me down. I can’t wait for coffee. This will be my second cup of the day. I said to the girl pushing me I cannot function without two or three cups in the morning. So I make it down here no matter what. Besides, I like getting out of my room.

Damn, my right shoulder sure does hurt. Also the friggin hoyer pad is cutting into my butt. It feels like a thousand little knives are down there. It hurts like hell. I’m one miserable old fart thanks to arthritis and the hoyer pad.

C’mon, get the damned coffee out already!

11:43a.m. This had been one crazy fucked up day so far. I was at the Coffee Social enjoying my coffee when I had a BM. I felt so embarrassed and humiliated. I made my way back to my room. The aides were acting crazy. She kept saying they were going to change me but she never did. Her excuse was that she couldn’t find any help. Then people from physical therapy kept wanting to take me to the gym. I kept telling them I needed changed. I refused to go down there smelling of shit

The aides were getting mad at me. My physical therapy coach was also mad. The hoyer pad was hurting like hell along with arthritis. It was crazy. I was finally put to bed and changed after waiting almost two hours. By then I was pretty pissed. I told all of them I’m not getting back on that fucking pad for a million dollars

I’m back in bed now. I’m staying in bed. I told Lynn I’m going on strike. Something needs to be about the hoyer pad. I’m not doing pt until they take it out. I can’t take it anymore.

One good thing is I’m having a nice lunch. They are serving county fried steak with mushroom and gravy, potato wedges, green beans a dinner roll and pineapple tidbits.

1:09p.m. I finished lunch and it was delicious. I ate almost everything except for the veggies. I feel much better. I’m going to chill for awhile then read my book.

4:11p.m. I feel much better thanks to a long afternoon nap. I slept for a couple of hours. Sometimes sleep is the best medicine for anything. Best thing arthritis pain went away thanks to a good nap.I would have slept longer but my roommate woke me up screaming. He can be an asshole at times.

Anyways I woke up around 3:00. I called Chocolatechip. She got Walmart delivered groceries thins afternoon. She also got a med delivery. Chocolatechip said her daughter Theresa will be taking her to Walmart Friday. Chocolatechip wants to exchange a Christmas present for a computer keyboard She needs a new keyboard. I said I think that is a good idea. That way you can order your own groceries online. It would be a lot easier.

We talked for about a half hour. Chocolatechip talked about this new girl in Misery Towers. The new girl has some kind of mental problems. I said everyone in that place has mental problems. We talked about different people . I said screw em they are not worth an ounce of your pee.

Then the subject of a Amazon gift card came up. Chocolatechip said she can buy one this month. I said I’d rather see you get a keyboard. And I do not want to see you starving at the end of the month. She said that won’t be a problem if she can return this expensive mixer she got for a present. I said see how it plays out.

6:26p.m. I had a good supper. They served glazed chicken, dressing, brussel sprouts, a dinner roll and an apple cobbler for dessert. I thought the chicken was spicy but everything else was good. In fact, dinner was the best part of a fucked up day.

I’m glad today is over. Tomorrow has got to be better

an emphatic

Epe