DISCONCERTING DAYS

 

I'd like to sleep through these days, like a lazy cat.

Okay, let's get to the point (which is unusual for me to do).

In my previous post I was talking about the extremely annoying talkative woman who visits my roommate.

I casually admitted that I could gleefully and guiltlessly kill her with my bare hands.

This admission might have flustered some of you. I assure you that cold blooded murder is only my fantasy - - not my absolute intention.

My humor is often cruel, wicked, offensive, brutal, sarcastic, and unfunny. It's part of my charm.

Look back at your lives, my good people. There must have been someone you'd like to kill. Admit it.

So

My roommate's wife visits every day, breathlessly talking incessantly. I ordered ear plugs from Walmart. They help expunge her existence.

My roommate (Leo) is at least partially senile. He doesn't say a word, while she babbles on for hours. I imagine she drove him to senility.

Roommate Leo has an annoying habit.

I am a very private person, which is an impossibility in a hospital environment. I try to keep the curtain between beds closed.

Roommate Leo has learned to reach over and open the curtains. Then he just stares at me. Sometimes for hours.

This is extremely disconcerting. I can't close the curtains because I can't reach them.

I'm afraid to use the urinal. I don't want anyone watching me pee.

Well, today he's watching TV. That's much more interesting than watching me.

Leo, four feet away from me.

On to other things.

The wound under my left ankle is getting worse. It started as a pressure sore long ago. Now it's a massive, horrifying deep wound that drains and doesn't heal. The pain is beyond excrutiating. Xrays were taken last Tuesday. I haven't yet heard the results. I'm taking strong antibiotics. Hope they will help.

Intermission

I had to stop writing because I got an ocular migraine. I get them frequently. Half an hour of rest usually helps to expunge them.

And lunch was served. This time I was stunned. A hearty beef stew, which was very good (but small portion).

Speaking of food

I disliked the food that was served at Signature Health Care, and I'm disgusted with most of the food here at Waters Rehab.

During the past miserable year, I lost an alarming amount of weight.

SO

I'm now ordering food from Walmart. Unfortunately, they only ship non-perishable food here, because the closest Walmart is 30 miles away.

Two days ago I got packets of tuna and a loaf of bread (they only ship certain brands).

Astounding photos

And I made crude sandwiches. Better than nothing.

I'm also eating lots of peanut butter. Pure peanuts blended with plant protein. Tastes a little grainy, but it's nutritious. I love to eat it on Keebler chocolate-covered  shortbread cookies.

 I have plans for making more secret meals.

SO

I am still very deeply depressed because the wound on my ankle, my painful swollen knee, and my nearly paralysed left leg are keeping me from physical therapy. I'm trapped in a nightmare....and the longer I wait, the worse it will be.

Weather report. Getting chilly here in Gainesboro. 19 degrees (Fahrenheit) two nights ago and snow flurries.

AND THE GRAND FINALE

To keep my sanity, I'm still buying genuine items from ancient Egypt. I buy them from an archeologist in Canada.

This arrived today. Hand carved in stone. It's an Egyptian amulet, called the Holly Owl - - symbol of wisdom.

Photos are rather bad, but you can see the incredible details that still exist on a statue so old.

Thanks for reading this. I truly love all of you.

Jon ❤️ 

Collector of antiquities.

A special big thank you to Dorothy from NH. I got your card today and the sentiments that you wrote are beautiful. 💚

P.S. I took better photos of the owl, which I'll include in my next post.  🦉🦉🦉

I'll bet you can't wait.

OCTOBER SUNDAY

Okay, let's get back to "normal" - - if there really is such a thing.

Instead of my (fantasticbeautifulimaginativecreative) AI pictures - - I'm going to enthrall, captivate, astonish, enchant, and beguile you with real genuine photos taken with my Samsung Galaxy phone from my hospital bed! 

Could you ask for anything more? I'm so excited that I almost pee-peed in the bed.  

That should get five comments on my blog instead of two. I have lately been sarcastic, insulting, rude, condescending, nasty - - which could possibly miff some ultra-sensitive people.

Lighten up. I've been through worse.

Do you know, I very seldom get the opportunity to use the archaic word "miff".

And, of course, being sarcastic, insulting, rude, condescending, nasty is part of my charm. You don't get a chance to read many blogs like this.

I secretly love all of you.

Maybe.

I know - - you're craving a medical update. Okay, here goes.

I had a (low) fever all week. Yesterday I slept a lot. The pad I keep under my arm, which catches the eternal bloody leakage from the bandages, was dry and clean all week - - no blood, no leakage. 

Last Friday, one of the nurses changed the bandages. She said the cancerous wound was shrinking. And there was very little bleeding. No hemorrhages, no problems.

I should be on my knees thanking God. I'm still cautious.....but truly relieved, after six agonizing horrifying months!!!!!

Photos? Alright.

I am cursedly verbose.

I very seldom get the opportunity to use the archaic word "cursedly".

I'm still on an Internet shopping spree. An antique figurine - which would look good in my rural living room (if I ever see it again).

There's a couple in Florida who owns an antique shop with lots of lovely things. I bought several items from them. I was smitten by this snowy white owl and her baby owelets. It looks a lot better in real.

I probably already showed you my latest aquisitions from the Egyptian museum curator.

I'm holding a 13th century scarab beetle amulet, from a tomb near Luxor. It was mounted on metal for a neck chain in the 1920s.

I have two of these well preserved stone carved kohl jars. This one has the falcon god Horus, from a tomb near Luxor. These jars usually contained makeup or various cosmetics.

Made of stone, surprisingly heavy

Ok, I took a break and went to sleep. It's now Sunday evening.....I might have to change the title to Monday.

One more..."treasure"...

Unfortunately, I lost the information about this. Got it from a collector in Thailand. Originally from eastern Asia. Made of stone, approx. at least 400 - 500 yrs. old. It has been professionally cleaned. I love it - - amazing. They don't know exactly what type of animal it is - - wolf or dog.

I think wolf.

Wake up! There's more!

On Friday I was in a "resistant" mood. I was appalled at the crappy food they are forcing us to eat. I get nauseous just looking at it.

SO......

I ordered some food from the local Walmart deli. Don't scoff. It's sure as hell better than the shi-  crappy hospital food.

It was delivered in three hours. Could have been less, but it would be more expensive.

I bought an insulated grocery bag to carry the stuff in.

Got deli sandwiches, huge burritos, chimichangas, fresh deli soup - lobster bisque and clam chowder, lemonade, candy, dried fruit and nuts.

I immediately grabbed an Italian sub and devoured it. There was a really delicious spicy red relish that came with it. Everyone from the online reviews raved about it....and they were right.

Deli sandwich

Milo's lemonade - - made only with filtered water, real lemons, and sugar. No preservatives or artificial flavors. I could drink this forever.

Deli soup, candy assortment.

The "helpers" here heat the burritos and soup in microwaves.

The chimichangas are filling. The big burritos are filling but not quite tasty. They'd be much better with sour cream and salsa.

I have nothing but ketchup to put on them. Yuck, but better than nothing.

I am desperately trying to summon the courage to ask (or demand) to be discharged before the end of October. Signature and Hospice employees are going to blow up with absolute fury.

They all want to keep me here completely dependent and helpless. They don't give a rat's ass about my property and house - - which I haven't seen in six months.

If I dump Hospice, Signature will be forced to discharge me within 24 hours. They will all conspire together to, somehow, keep me here.....but Hospice is paying the bills. If I dump Hospice, my insurance will no longer cover Signature Health Care.

Perhaps I could lie and say that I'll only stay home until the end of the year....

Six months ago I went to a hospital for back and edema problems.......

Look at the nightmare I'm trapped in now.

I could reveal a lot more, but I'm too exhausted

 

Jon 💜 thoroughly exhausted

I still have Comment Moderation, which I absolutely despise. 

P.S.

Comment Moderation is a complete nightmare for me and doesn't work at all.

I find all your comments, I approve them,  allow them to be posted on my blog...and they completely vanish. They're not in spam or the trash.

It happens every time I publish a post.

I'm going to temporarily allow all comments. I don't know what else to do.