Those Were The Days My Friend
My new roommate and I share old pictures with each other. She told me that she had not done that with anyone.
I went out with my daughter, saw purses,boots,soft knitted sweaters that reminded me of who I used to be. She is hazzy now,I like her more Than I used to.
My Now likes a drive to a store short time, coloring in an adult coloring book, visiting with other patients,eating looking out the patio doors, enjoying a fresh breeze here close to the ocean. Wondering why it took so much to get into this room. Roomie says she was irritated there were so many obstacles. And I feel I am at a different place! The nurses here are very nice to me.And They are not new and making mistakes. The CNAs are great and help out roomie and me. And Roomie tells them to do same things for me. It is wonderful,except the awful food is the same.
I had to postpone radio thing because my leg is infected and I am still on antibiotics.I will postpone.
I wonder if it possible that I could be pain free. Or like I could Be better somehow.
So then a friend called. That always is fun.Hearing about how life goes outside? It goes on and on of course it does. I really am glad for them all but I am consumed with jealousy. I want to live again. Then I Am ready to get off the phone.k
I am really happy to be in this glorious room with access to a yard. When daughter came to visit,roomie said she brought life into the room. It was fun with my motherlyroomie.
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