THE WINDS OF CHANGE

For the past two weeks I have been safely ensconced here at Signature Health Care in Jamestown.

Generally, all has been going well. I have a wonderful room, good care, decent food. Incredibly, dozens of people who work here came to see me and said they're glad I'm back - - it's really overwhelming.

Sheila, the lady who works here, still checks my house and brought my mail.

I have a large, clean room with a large window. The view isn't spectacular but it provides light, which I love.

Best of all, I no longer have a thin curtain seperating me from a dangerous, psychotic roommate - - who physically attacked me when I was in Gainesboro.

Here in this room, I have these cabinets seperating me from my roommate.

Incidentally, my current roommate is a paraplegic. He is pleasant with a good attitude and a sense of humor. Definitely not psychotic. His only visitor is his mother - - and his sister works here, so he sees her often.

Incredibly, all the things I bought when I was here last year are stored in this room. And they dragged in all the things I had in Gainesboro - - my room looks like a museum.

Oh, before I forget - - on Easter Sunday our lunch here consisted of baked ham, sweet potatos, green beans, stuffing with rosemary and thyme....and cherry cheesecake.

But (all good things have a downside)

I've known this for quite awhile but didn't dare mention it. So many of you precious people wrote kind comments on my previous post.

In this sordid life, you can change your environment but you can't change physical ailments.

The cancer on my right arm was healing nicely after radiation, but recently it suddenly enlarged and bleeds slightly. Worst of all, several other lumps appeared on my arm.

I was sent to Cookeville Medical Center last Monday (13th). Unfortunately, my oncologist retired (Dr. Sydris). My new doctor, Dr. Johnson, is East Indian. Nothing wrong with that, but he's not very congenial.

I'll cut to the chase.

I'll need about twenty more radiation treatments (two years ago I had 35 radiation treatments for another cancer). This will take forever. I don't even want to think about it.

I'll finally say my opinion.

Life is a bitch....and I've been kicked in the ass for too long.

I have a lot more things to say, but I'm too weary to continue writing.

Jon ❤️

Grateful for your company

P.S.

My AI pictures are now reruns. My annual account with Freepik closed last February and I don't have the cash to renew it.

I know some of you are applauding. Shame on you!!