I am getting sooo excited-a week from today I'll be with Elissa (and Hubert), and we can get snowed in for all I care. The main thing is I just want to be with my "Baby Girl". She brings so much to me, and I am amazed and proud just to know her.
My time with Dr. Z yesterday was shared with George, and I am glad I had the idea. I have been worried about him, his depression took a nosedive after his eye doctor told him he had glaucoma and cataracts. She didn't tell him any information at all, and his mind went to the worst case scenario right away. He added it to his other health problems and started talking about which would kill him first. I have never heard him so fatalistic and it really bothers me. I just happened to have the appointment with Z and it was a godsend. He told George to first get information by going to the right doctor. (I said that too, but it didn't sink in) So we got two names of opthomologists from Z and George seemed calmer. Now, it's up to me to keep it moving and get an appointment today for him, asap. Not a problem. I love George and I want to see him happy and getting the most out of life.
There is a selfish side of me that needs my partner to be on the same page as me, because I want to share my good things with him. Also, it is so easy to get bummed out myself by all of this, I feel like I have to be on constant alert. I will continue to be grateful for all my blessings, and go on with MY life, right or wrong.
Peace
Friday, February 19, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
"Life is Good"
I always like seeing that statement on bumper stickers, tire covers, etc. It has proven to be a great reminder at the worst times, sometimes. I'm a beliver, always have been, even before it got popular.
At this time I can say it with real gusto. I have been feeling so good, and experiencing some new emotions (or old ones long buried), that it is scary! How many people can say " I cried with happiness today"? I did.
Already I am learning at lot from working with Meals on Wheels, and the people at Rosewood. I mean learning about life, and myself, and new friends. I want/need to write about it all, to help me understand and remember.
One day last week I went in Nellie's room and she was sitting up at the table. She told me about the medication she had just taken, and how she had to sit up for thirty minutes afterward. For her bones. She always has a ton of meds sitting out in groups, and I think a lot of her time is spent taking them. She is usually pretty cheerful and matter of fact, she told me she's 94 years old and things happen to people when they get old. On this morning she made the comment out of the blue-"Sometimes life is hard". And I could see it in her face.
I left and had to take a little time in the restroom at St. Elmo.
St.Elmo is a little community at the foot of Lookout Mtn., and it's the name of the apartments that three of my "deliveries" are. The apartments are in what used to be St. Elmo Public School. Dated back to the 1930's, I believe. The floors are the original hardwood, and the signs and feel of the old school are everywhere. The apartments themselves are nice, and it's all very clean. I wouldn't mind living there, except that I am not quite "Senior" enough!!
Speaking of apartments, George agrees, it's time for us to find a new place. More on that later. Gotta go get coffee for my man....
Peace
At this time I can say it with real gusto. I have been feeling so good, and experiencing some new emotions (or old ones long buried), that it is scary! How many people can say " I cried with happiness today"? I did.
Already I am learning at lot from working with Meals on Wheels, and the people at Rosewood. I mean learning about life, and myself, and new friends. I want/need to write about it all, to help me understand and remember.
One day last week I went in Nellie's room and she was sitting up at the table. She told me about the medication she had just taken, and how she had to sit up for thirty minutes afterward. For her bones. She always has a ton of meds sitting out in groups, and I think a lot of her time is spent taking them. She is usually pretty cheerful and matter of fact, she told me she's 94 years old and things happen to people when they get old. On this morning she made the comment out of the blue-"Sometimes life is hard". And I could see it in her face.
I left and had to take a little time in the restroom at St. Elmo.
St.Elmo is a little community at the foot of Lookout Mtn., and it's the name of the apartments that three of my "deliveries" are. The apartments are in what used to be St. Elmo Public School. Dated back to the 1930's, I believe. The floors are the original hardwood, and the signs and feel of the old school are everywhere. The apartments themselves are nice, and it's all very clean. I wouldn't mind living there, except that I am not quite "Senior" enough!!
Speaking of apartments, George agrees, it's time for us to find a new place. More on that later. Gotta go get coffee for my man....
Peace
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