sleepy head... me...
A page in the diary "Meandering Thoughts"
Written by cateblack 26. Feb 2008 11:19 PM
Well today i spent most of it sleeping... I didn't do my volunteer work... but i did walk up and down my stairs 3 times today... went to the dental clinic and my teeth are not as bad as i thought... wow.. amazing... have another appointment to do a root canal... to save the tooth... now i also went to my writing course and today i wrote about my day... with all its ellipses... the three dots i am so fond of... i did some reflection and they thought my writing was powerful and the seed of something good... a short story or something... but I am not sure... it is just musings of my mind... and a description of the day...
here it is...
Tuesday 26 February
Woke at 5am … Gus came to get some pats… for a while then he left… fed Gus and turned the computer on… need to go back to bed …
Slept until 9.45am … got up and dressed and went and picked Auntie Rita up…
Well I arrived at Auntie Rita’s only to find she had gone with Celia… not sure what happened but I didn’t try to find out either… I was a bit annoyed as she had my phone number to ring me but she didn’t ring so I came home and went back to bed… slept until 2.15pm when I got up for the dental appointment at Logan Central Oral Health Clinic… made it at 2.30pm on the dot… lucky … I went in with some trepidation because I have neglected my teeth a lot… but it wasn’t too bad… they recommended I brush twice a day… and considering I can only manage brushing every so often now… I have to change… my personal hygiene is a major issue… it is a sign of how difficult the basic daily functions have become… it worries me a lot… anyway they said apart from one tooth that needs a root canal and about 3 other fillings my teeth are in good condition… amazing… I am continually surprised at the strength of my body… and the general good condition of it despite the abuse… went and filled with petrol or got $25 and some milk… got shopping tomorrow…
I haven’t described today and considering how I love such days as today I am remiss in not providing a description… it is a lovely grey rainy day… cool but not cold.. . I still sweat a lot… I ran out of Edronax a/d and Risperdal on Sunday night… had to buy some more but had to wait until today to get the money… there seems no ill effect from the one day missing the drugs… I do not want to go out again… I feel a little distracted… and not willing to go out again but I have writing course to do and I need to attend as I have the keys… I force myself to go out…
Gus comes and walks up against me and I feel his warm soft fur tickle my calf… he wants attention… I lean down and stroke him gently, he licks his front paws in a response that tells me I need to put some flea treatment on him… he is scatty the past couple of days… he is so funny he runs down the hall and jumps up on the chair his ears flattened and his tail switching from side to side, he appears annoyed yet not… playful or mischievous more to the point… I believe our pets talk to us in actions… Gus tells me he wants food by going to the fridge… he tells me he wants attention by rubbing himself against my leg when I am sitting… he tells he is annoyed with me when he gives me the silent treatment ignoring my advances toward him and he walks off when I come near him… he tells me he wants to go out by sitting quietly at the front or back door… he is quite vocal in his actions… of course it is my interpretation… and I can interpret love where I want… I feel Gus has some affection for me… he comes inside and stays with me… I am worried about moving house and how he will adapt… today at the dental clinic… they confirmed my address and I wanted to cry out I don’t know for how long I will live there… it may not be my address for much longer… I am distraught at the thought of leaving my house… I am trying to be practical… I thought I would live here until I died… I would have my lift and I would have my bathroom… and I would live until I was carried out in a box… and still I am left with a cloudy grey day that suits my mood… the sky cries silently… in pieces.. showers of distress… watering the heartache…
The electrician came and fixed my kitchen light… I want my other lights fixed but the trust won’t do it … said it is aesthetic… I disagree…