Wound Care
dear spydr…
today, i had to accompany my mom to an appointment at the doctor’s office. unusual, given the restrictions because of the virus. most docs aren’t doing in office visits, but this particular practice is. after all, it’s wound care.
about a week ago, mom came up with another of the wounds that were plaguing her so much before i came up here. this was number 26. ugh. her healing is very slow, so the open wounds on her legs have been a problem all around. we managed to heal them really well just before the new year – NO MORE OPEN WOUNDS!! but…here we go again, it seems. i started the usual protocol – light debridement, lidocane, santyl, cover. the wound looks GREAT. we had the first appointment back at wound care with dr miller today, and he gave my ministrations an A+. hah! i am such an overachiever, love, you should have seen the pride on Nurse Susie’s face as we bumped elbows. it actually made me smile and think of you. you taught me well, my heart. thanks.
i have been making it a point to sing at least twenty minutes daily. it’s time to stop coddling this instrument, and start working it out again, so i can do what i do with it. i REALLY miss actually PERFORMING. there’s nowhere here that gives me that capacity – not like when we were south. every karaoke there is a show – every song is a legit performance. here? here, you just sing into the mic, no one watches, hardly anyone responds, and you go sit down. i miss REAL shows, like what WE did, you know? CT’s collective mind would be B L O W N if they were to experience anything like our culture. i always say shit like that, and people look at me like i’m crazy, but it’s so true. SoFla culture is SO different from Southern New England culture. i find myself a true city girl living in a fake city. it’s…..claustrophobic, at best. you ride through bristol, and you think, oh, what a cute little town! look at the pretty houses! ooooh!! and then you see the CITY OF BRISTOL sign, and….i mean, at least i think to myself…CITY!!!??? lmao hahahahahahahah oh that is ADORABLE. how CUTE!!!! it’d be like calling Green Cay a city. you know, the apartment complex? lol!! i’m dying laughing even thinking it.
i was talking to wenda earlier. bear and anna brought dinner and a card over on sunday, for mothers’ day. they basically said she is the matriarch of our little tribe…and we agreed. you were the patriarch. i know it’s just as hard on everyone else navigating this world without you, as it is on me and logan and india. maybe in different ways, but…you were pretty important to a whole lot of people, sweetheart. 66 days later, and we’re still struggling. we miss you so much…
i think we are doing leftovers tonight for dinner, which is probably a good thing. i don’t know why i told you that.
oooh, today in my memories, your birthday dinner from two years ago came up! garbage salad and feta, spinach and garlic stuffed chicken breasts. mmmm, so good. and cheesecake, of course. 🙂 always with you and cheesecake…
i suppose i should go do something productive. i have had a nice glass of wine while i’ve been writing this (moscato, of course.) and now i’m feeling loose and comfy. so, instead, i’m going to turn on some mindless television, and wish you were here for me to lay on while i watch it….i miss you, my love. i miss you every single moment of every single day. i ALWAYS wish you were here, even when i’m doing something as tedious as the dishes….and especially when i’m still, settled, and wishing for the chance to reach for your hand again.
i love you, spydr. lolak.
…your sugarz