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Created: November 29th, 2019 at 12:06pm
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Here is a collection of ruminations and whatnot.
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January 2, 2022 at 1:01pm
January 2, 2022 at 1:01pm
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| I'm suffering from lack of peace. Peace of heart, mind and soul. I've figured it out. These anxiety feelings I'm feeling are a manifestation of this lack of peace. I'm at a loss to figure out how to get peace back. I've asked people to pray for me. i ask you to pray for me. |
December 29, 2021 at 12:15pm
December 29, 2021 at 12:15pm
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| My Dad's hearing aids arrived yesterday and we had to decipher the product insert to get it to charge and work. At first it was difficult to turn the knob to adjust the volume, but this morning when Dad was ready to wear them, I changed the bulb that went with the aid to a smaller size so it can fit into his ear snugly, and the volume knob worked for both of the aids. I think he's satisfied with the sound that he's getting, so I'm glad it's good for him. He's suffered for years without a good hearing aid. This one cost a little more than he's used to but I had extra money so I could get it for him. It didn't break the bank, either. Now he can be in society and speak to anyone comfortably. |
December 29, 2021 at 11:18am
December 29, 2021 at 11:18am
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| I once knew a man who was tall, dark and handsome. He and I were acquaintances. But he and I never spoke much to each other except for niceties. He was too good looking for me. I felt tongue tied when I was in his presence. His time where we were was short. Soon he left. But before he left, he told me, "I'll be seeing you." |
December 26, 2021 at 4:57pm
December 26, 2021 at 4:57pm
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I'm my Dad's caregiver. He's 93 this Tuesday. He's got a drivers licence that's expiring and they needed him to have a vision test which he took. He sent the document from the optometrist to the BMV in the big city. They haven't any results yet on whether they've approved it or not. In the meantime, he's not going to be able to drive on his own for a while during the time they make a decision. It should come soon. He's also needing to get back on track with his medications. He's not been on his meds (except for his BP med) for sometime. He's diabetic. He'll probably have a visit with his nurse practitioner in a few days. Meanwhile he needs his meds have a new Rx. That's where the NP comes in. I hope she does this soon. She hasn't seen him in a year. It might be she'll ask him to have a virtual appointment or come in for a real appointment. If he doesn't have his driver's licence yet, I'll have to take him to his doctor's office. All of this has been keeping me awake nights. I've somehow taken over the worry over him and his licence and his medical issues. I worry like Hell. I don't know when to pull back and let it go. As far as he's concerned, it's in the back burner and he'll get his meds one way or another and see his NP or MD sometime. I worry about taking him to the doctor because I haven't driven in a while. I had a scare one morning when I was driving and I fell asleep at the wheel. I busted a tire in the process of righting the car back on the road. But that was a while a while ago. I remember that I took an anxiety pill that morning and it could have affected me. So if I have to drive, I'll not take that pill. He's going to be with me in the car anyway so I'm going to have company. And my pups will be with me so they'll keep me company in the car while my Dad goes for his appointment.
I have to learn to be detached about things. I'm just scared for my Dad. But he's doing ok. He goes and buys the grocery and runs errands with me. But he's aging and yet he's able to fix dinner every day or every other day. He likes to fix the dinners he wants to eat. He doesn't like what I cook.
This coming week will be a challenge. First, he needs his drivers licence. Then he needs his meds. Then he may need to talk to his NP. And then see his MD. |
December 25, 2021 at 10:27am
December 25, 2021 at 10:27am
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| It's a quiet Christmas morning for us today. The pets are fed and watered. I gave treats to the dog and cat. I have no Christmas gifts to give at this time. I don't have any to receive. We're treating Christmas day as an ordinary day. We've quit giving each other gifts for a while. We don't mind it. Our relatives send packages and gifts, which we appreciate. That's what's Christmas is like in our house. I guess you can call us depressed. But we're on a fixed income. We only have disposable money for the grocery bill. We're looking forward to the new year when our Social Security checks will go up significantly. Then maybe we can have some more to spend on stuff. I don't know what the future will be like next year. This COVID is keeping us inside. We don't have much to do outside. Our friends are doing the same thing. Everyone's hunkered down and it's costing eveyone their cheerfulness. I hope next year COVID will end. Then maybe things will go back to normal. People can travel and see each other socially. I'd like that very much. I wish to meet new people in 2022. |
December 23, 2021 at 8:16am
December 23, 2021 at 8:16am
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| I submitted my novel to Submittable to be published on Harlequin books. |
December 21, 2021 at 9:25am
December 21, 2021 at 9:25am
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| I'm aging. I'm sixty five years old. My hair has turned grey. I have a crepey look around my neck. My hands are thin and have thin skin. I don't have any makeup on anymore. I've stopped wearing makeup since I left my old job. I never used to care about my aging - well, no, I did. I hoped that the creams and lotions I bought and put on my face would delay the onset of aging. But now I have a fixed income and I can't afford these anymore. I am a single woman. I never really fell in love with anybody. I live with my Dad and he's the only one in my life who's taking care of me. I pray that he will be with me for a long time. And if God allows, to let me have someone who can take over and take care of me. |
December 20, 2021 at 8:46am
December 20, 2021 at 8:46am
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| Yesterday my dog's Barkbox came in the mail. It had two toys and several bags of treats. My puppy was happy and glommed on the toys. Then he discovered how good the treats tasted and ate most of them. I'm glad my puppy is happy so he doesn't destroy everything else in the house. |
December 15, 2021 at 5:02pm
December 15, 2021 at 5:02pm
December 2, 2021 at 11:38am
December 2, 2021 at 11:38am
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| I''m working on my Maddie book. It's coming along alright. Not as good as I'd like but it's something to do while I am retired and not working for anybody. |
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