January 14, 2022

• Had to start over

  Some how I hit something and found I was in the new Chrome incognito which I sure don't want to do. So Michel I will see if I can remember what I was going to write. lol

  In that new mode all black headers, that is what made me realize something was wrong.

  I got my two block walk in today and sat and took pictures as a work convoy came down the street. A pickup pulling two men on a contraption on the back were placing street dots on the rode since stripes are newly painted. Two flashing light convoy trucks following. No one in the lane beside them seemed to be slowing down.

  I put a picture up on FB and am to tired tonight to get it over here. The link thing here is greyed out. So https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=10219646563139369&set=a.10214412545572201 you probably would have to copy/paste the url if you want to see the picture.

  The contraption had something heating what is probably a tar and it was dispensed out of a tube beside the man sitting near the street ready to drop the button. That has to be a hot job in our summers, but today was a lovely day though I was in shorts. Furnace off again but when I got up at 5 a.m. it was back on to take chill off.

  We saw our primary doctor this week. I told him of a new person that he never heard of but when I said she teaches about accessing conversation by using long term memory I found Wil doesn't have that either.  You can see her here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ilickabmjww

  She says a lot that will help me remember not to "drag Wil into my reality". This is one reason I can't carry on a regular conversation, why so much of the time it is obvious he doesn't know what I'm talking about. Like when he asks about something on the news I'm groaning over I can't explain it.  I try not to say 'you wouldn't understand' but instead 'I can't explain it'.

  Another difficulty, don't point to anything. He can't follow where my finger is pointing. So now it is "take that blue wastebasket out and dump it in the big blue bin out back'.  That gets repeated and shortened.

  Yet he is aware knives and scissors are sharp and often will caution me "be careful with that".  This week as I prepared to go walk he was concerned about the workmen in the street that I wanted a picture of. The machine was spewing hot water at times. They were repairing a section of sewer line by sending what the guy called a sock down the line, when inflated hot water hardened the resin type material. I learned all that after I got to the end and talked to a guy that didn't look too busy. lol

  Yet when I got back he was not sitting in the rocker watching me. He didn't even ask what I found out or if I got pictures.

  The day of our appt. he was rather reluctant about going but did and even joked with the doctor. The doctor is pleased in these last 5 yrs. he has not lost his humor. He was to see his VA clinic doctor next week, I was prepared for that but they cancelled again. Third appt. time coming up first week of Feb. This is an important one as they have got to get his diagnoses in the record and point me to what I must do with them if something happens to me again. People tell me it is a long process with the VA and you have to push them.

  Most legal papers are done, ex: Will's, Power of Atty, physician directives. But I have no idea what I need and who to call for him. He can't live here alone. We can't count on our church to come to his rescue again. You see why I pray God keeps me here?  There is NO family here and none that would want to come here.

  I still color for relaxation. Would like to read but still fight watery right eye. I need to schedule appt. for gastro as my stomach still acts up. I have only lost a pound and a half more so primary doc isn't concerned.

   

   

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