Friday May 22nd 2026

Good morning!

Joe, hope your day isn't crazy.

I couldn't post from my phone while I was away either.

Family members often bring in mementos and blankets for patients that are in the hospital for a while.

I got ahold of a live person via chat on Wayfair and asked if I could schedule assembly of my bookshelves and they said I could on the web page that has my order. I assured the person I tried and can't find the link and the answer was there is a link and if there's no link I was to schedule via Angi myself. I hung up before I said something rude. Anyway, I set it up via TaskRabbit since I already have that app and it will be done Monday. I'm sure they are going to be okay but I'm never using Wayfair again.

One day off and I'm tired and very irritable. I've been in a bad mood all week. Not sure why but need to get my usual state of calmness and easy going back. I've internalized and hopefully it hasn't come out to others.

Will meal prep and go to the gym. It's change and wash the sheets day and that's done.

Last night I was watching TV and started hearing a mechanical whining sound. It kept getting louder and deeper and louder. At first I thought it was, like, my refrigerator, then an airplane passing overhead; finally I turned the TV down and listened as it got even louder! Eventually I realized that I was hearing was an increasingly heavy and steady downpour of rain on the metal roof BiL had put up over the patio! Usually rain on that roof doesn't sound so steady, and it was getting louder and louder! What a downpour!

I went to sleep at 11:30 PM. I woke up at 2:30 AM with my right hip, thigh, knee, shin and ankle singing with aching. I got up and took the "pregabby" capsule the doc gave me and put lidocaine patches from hip to ankle and went back to sleep. At some point early in the morning, I guess between 7 and 8 AM, I woke up covered in sweat. My t-shirt was soaked, my pillow was soaked, my hair was soaked, and I was extremely groggy.

I had been dreaming I was working at a hospital, new to me, but as an experienced nurse. I worked the 8 hour shift and then when it was time to go home, things kept happening that I dealt with as they kept coming up and happening. There was a new nurse on the med cart and there were no aides on that hall. I helped out from one patient and occurrence to the next, going back and forth to several of them and their family members a few times. As I finished and kept saying goodbye to co-workers and patients "I'm leaving now!" Some other thing came up and I took care of whoever needed assistance. I was feeling in a good, cheerful mood, helpful, and enjoyed what I was doing. I was getting appreciative remarks. Then it was (in the dream) 3 AM and I finally got to go. I remember walking through various areas., down the cement pathway, past the parking lot, past country scenes, over a bridge that spanned over a medium-sized river, past homes. I remember going into a house where I lived and just gently collapsed onto a sofa, feeling quite exhausted, and I actually thought, in the dream, "I wonder" or "I bet" that "this is how Tweety must feel when these things happen to him!" REALLY! 😅 And that's when I woke up covered in sweat. I was still sooooooo sleepy and groggy, that all I could do was go pee, then make a cup coffee, and go back upstairs to sit in bed propped against a stack of pillows. I pulled my laptop to my lap and turned it on and was scrolling through the inbox, all the while I kept 'resting my eyes' and would kind of 'come to' and try to get back into things, reading stuff, and coming and going from conscious for I don't know how long. I know I did delete a lot of the things I was supposedly reading, stuff that didn't catch my interest enough to make me wake up more. After what seemed like a few hours in that 'suspended animation' I roused enough to get up and go get some more coffee.

Now I am more awake but I feel no need to get out of bed and get dressed. Nothing urgent or pressing to do or accomplish. It is 12:30 PM. I had fed Tinker, but so far she ain't et nuthin'. Sometimes she eats half of her 'breakfast' and finishes the rest of it some time between supper and bedtime. I don't think she feels bad, as she acts like her normal self otherwise.

It's been cloudy all day so far, don't know if it's gonna rain or not, but I think we are supposed to get scattered showers (or as a radio dj in the 1980's once said it: "shattered scowers") I know I should get up and walk Tinker. In the last three days I have taken two ticks off of her, and two ticks off of me. None of them had gotten to sink in much, except on Tinks right ear, but it had not 'filled up" and I did get it taken off, I think I already told y'all, with a bent hair clip that worked just as well as the little tick-remover spoon I have but could not find. So they weren't kidding in the news report when they said tickets were "worse this year".

"So, so-so-so-SO! You von't tell me vehr the key to the ____(vahtever)____issss?" (Arty Johnson on Laugh-In, dressed as a German/Nazi officer)) Don't know why that popped up in my brain after I typed the first 'so' ! (It's hard to chase a run-away brain; but sometimes I just go with it!)

Just spilled some of my now-cooled-down-considerably coffee. I think I will at least get up and put on some clothing and take Tink out for a walk around the periphery of the yard.

You know, it is a good thing I read my post before I post it, because my laptop sometimes tries to correct a word like I didn't know what I was typing, but I was mis-spelling on porpoise <like that word which they corrected to purpose. Some computers just have no sense of humor!)

Have a good'n y'all 👋 (thanks, sirl!)

Are there two Friday the 22nd posts? On one I couldn't find my post, and on the second one I found most of the posts from others. Weird! Hope Tweety got to read my recounting of last nights dream as he sort of came into it just before I woke up!

Update: It is 2 PM and I am about to actually get out of bed and get dressed.

As a friend used to say "IMOGENE THAT!".

@No Stars In My Eyes I did indeed read about your dream. I've add online people I've never met pop up in dreams before.😆

I also do that in and out of conscious thing when I'm reading for bed eventually staying out with the book in my hands and the lights on.

I managed to go to the gym, grocery store and cook some Jamaican jerk beans. Going to make a tofu dish for dinners the next couple of days and then call it a day.

For the last couple of days I've had to hit AN twice and only the 2nd time to I get in. Meh....

See that? What did I say! Whatever it is on-line.....changed the word "TICKS" (blood-sucking insects) to "TICKETS" (blood-sucking concert promoters) Tee-hee-hee! I must say, that was a good'n!

It's a pleasant day here. I had the abdominal ultrasound which showed no abnormalities. Sigh, that good, yet I have no reason for feeling like a beach ball, and a sore tummy. Bah. I go back to doc in a week to follow up.

I got a weird (to me) letter from the GI office, saying I should call to make an appointment about my procedure, with a provider I've never seen. I assume it is for my 5 year colonoscopy, but why don't they just say that? And I've never had to see a provider prior. They usually do a phone call to update meds and history. I used to know all the GI docs and chose the one I liked, but it looks like most of them have retired.

I bought 2 new dresses on sale for the cruise, for the "formal dinners". Very few of my clothes even fit, except yoga and sweat pants, so I grabbed a couple off of the 50% rack.

I haven't worn a dress or a skirt since 1990. I think it would feel VERY weird to do so, and I would 🙃 feel like a dork! 🤪

I actually don't mind dresses or skirts, especially now that it's no longer de rigeuer to wear hose. And I find them more comfortable in warm weather, when I have to wear something other than yoga or sweat pants.

And I am sort of a dork. Well, more nerd than dork, but definitely not a dweeb.

The 'dork' I'm thinking of is ungainly and awkward, or embarrassed, feeling uncomfortable.

Back during my first job at MGH (1971), on a spinal-cord unit, we were allowed to wear something more modest than a uniform dress or skirt (which ALL other nurses HAD TO wear as there was a serious dress-code. There were only 2 guy-nurses on that unit and they just had to "be presentable"!) because leaning over and lifting patients sometimes required awkward positions like kneeling on the edge of a mattress or 'log-lifting', leaning over a bed (before the days of the Hoyer-lift). Well, I was so used to wearing jeans for so long, that wearing ....whaddya call it that has a skirt like panel in the front but were like Bermuda shorts in the back.... A 'skort'? Well, whatever, it bothered the unit secretary ( a guy) who kept shaking his head at me and telling me. "You sit like a man!" I said, "What!?! Nothing is SHOWING!" I said, "You THINK like a man!" So I guess I'm not an exactly delicate, lady-like person who sits with my ankles crossed, but more used to being comfortable!

The 'dork' I'm thinking of is ungainly and awkward, or embarrassed, feeling uncomfortable.

Back during my first job at MGH (1971), on a spinal unit floor, we were allowed to wear something more modest than a uniform dress or skirt (which ALL other nurses wear as there was a serious dress-code) because leaning over and lifting patients sometimes required awkward positions like kneeling on or leaning over a bed (before the days of the Hoyer-lift). Well, I was so used to wearing jeans for so long, that wearing ....whaddya call it that has a skirt like panel in the front but were like Bermuda shorts in the back.... A 'skort'? Well, whatever, it bothered the unit secretary ( a guy) who kept shaking his head at me and telling me. "You sit like a man!" I said, "What!?! Nothing is SHOWING!" I said, "You THINK like a man!" So I guess I'm not an exactly delicate, lady-like person who sits with my ankles crossed, but more used to being comfortable!

Sorry for duplicate posts, I am tired and confused by being on-line for all evening.

Good Night!