Sunday, January 27, 2013

Lazy, hazy days...OF WINTER!


Today, I must admit that this bum without a paying job for years, bummed out artistically… well, not really artsy-like, I did do a load of wash and consequently drying, bedding. Any-who, I slept in late, till after eight, and whew that is way later than I like to, half the day appears, in my mind, to be wasted by then. That is an odd statement when I did not do that many accomplishments today! I was hopeful that perhaps we could find a happening to attend for the day, but after a careful search of newspapers included this time, we did not see anything momentous for us to decide to take day’s journey. So the plan was a decent breakfast, and relaxing day, hanging around the homestead, type of day. For some reason my mind seemed to wander way too easily, that is more than usual and although, I did remember to take all my medications by mouth my Copaxone shot was forgotten about that is until late this afternoon, nearly dinner time, really! So I Googled it to see if my mistakes of late, of taking my injection at all different times was a bad thing to do and nothing was that scolding of my actions or lack there of. It only said that it was preferable to maintain taking the shot at the same time daily…oops! Gosh, you would think after nearly three years that I would have known that one, hmm? I have been taking this shot thingy religiously, which personally I hate, but know that without it my MS would exacerbate severely and it has kept it at bay, since June of 2011. So dutifully I have been continuing. I seem these days to be too easily distracted. They say this occurs when we older adults are either depressed or have too much on our plates, which right now I don’t believe I have either. Sure, I have slowed way down physically, but I would like to think that most of the time, my mind, is not totally gone yet! This thing I do nightly is a wonderful exercise for one’s brain to be utilized I would think…I think? I used to say that when I was a gym rat that I would have many friends from all my extra curricular things I enjoyed, from groups, and organizations included and write too, etc. But these days my body ain’t what it used to be and to prevent that sadness for overwhelming me I do try to do what I know I can do, such as: ideas for crafts, recipes concepts, and here too and enjoy the one computer game that I do well at, on occasion, dominoes. Body, mind and soul are what most everyone tries to maintain…and that makes most of us human beings happy and healthy. Did you know that you do not have to go to a house of worship to believe and pray? Sure you did. My Dad who would have been 106 years young today, but passed away on May 11th 1986, Mother's Day that year, at the ripe old age, too young to me now, of 79. He thanked G-d every single night for his life and he was the most grateful man I knew who was never jealous by comparing his life to anyone else’s and never ever said a bad word about anyone and so it was not any question that he died with no regrets and yes, I was with him on his passing in the hospital after suffering a brainstem thrombosis that most would have been gone in twenty-four to forty-eight hours but he hung in there for five and half weeks remarkably to his medical teams surprise and for that he was written up in a medical journal. That was my Dad… beyond the usual he too lived a quite remarkable life… written about in my homage to him a few Father’s Days ago. He was as sharp as a tack too even with his stroke, we played sports trivia while he resided in his hospital bed. The stroke was odd that it affected his stomach and thus he needed a feeding tube, gastronomy tube I believe was the correct name, he even got to go to physical therapy while there he asked me to buy him sneakers and I did. I also maintained his handsome baldy head with cutting his remaining locks via permission from the hospital, big deal apparently. At that time I used to cut all four men in my life’s hair our sons and Hubby’s and of course dear ole Dad’s. Ah memories… I hope that I don’t lose too many. I took a short test online, so who knows how accurate it was that said I did have cognitive problems that could be attributed to the Multiple Sclerosis or heaven forbid Alzheimer’s early it indicated, my Mom’s sister had it…can’t think about that! If that doesn’t make one realize that writing a diary of any form anywhere should be done, video is wonderful for your kids to have when you are long gone…maudlin, no realistic… we all will die eventually. My betimes stories from my Dad were his memories…and that is priceless. On that note of love never ending, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all you blessings and share all your overages with you know who and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!? Good night Dad!

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