July 11: just stuff
Had a pretty good week, worked an extra five hours today which my checking account will appreciate. Local taxes due soon.... It's been hard to put money away with either not getting paid or the 20-24 hours a week I've been working.
Sleeping now with only two pillows!! And a towel roll under my legs. For the most part, I often sleep straight through without getting up to pee--it's still new enough to be incredibly exciting. Who knew I was in compensatory heart failure my whole life? Just thought I had a really small bladder. Getting settled is still painful, so not getting up is really a blessing.
Several comments in the past couple of weeks about how great my scar is looking. Clearly I've always saved scar tissue for the inside, where it's a problem. But it looks wonderful on the outside!
Got the estimate on repairing the Camry today (the Nationwide guy was kind of cute, actually....which really shows I'm feeling better!). Only $520, he says. Joanne's husband (who runs an autobody shop) is always insulted that I don't bring my car to him at these times (having been hit so often in the Audi), but there is a shop less than a mile away that the claims guy recommended. That seems awfully appealing from a time standpoint, not to mention mileage.
On a sad note, my friend Kevan called to tell me that one of the guys I used to run with at Central Bucks Ambulance died suddenly on Tuesday. He was only 39. I remember Fran Thomas as someone who had a zest for life and a great sense of humor. It's kind of surprising me how upset I am about this (couldn't study at all), considering we hadn't spoken for over 15 years. Our lives went different ways, you always think you'll keep in touch--a common story. I went out to the garage and found some photos from about 1989 of Fran at CB. (My photos are one of the few areas that are pretty well organized, but even I was impressed at this.) For Fran's initiation we tied him to a backboard and, since it was around his birthday, covered his head with Cool Whip, put candles in and lit them. (Guess who's idea that last part was?! Hey, ya gotta celebrate!) It seems like looking back on another life I led, like a dream. Almost 20 years ago now. Unbelievable.
Well, it's time to get ready for bed. I'm also thinking about where I was this night a year ago....
Thanks for checking in, Laurie
Sleeping now with only two pillows!! And a towel roll under my legs. For the most part, I often sleep straight through without getting up to pee--it's still new enough to be incredibly exciting. Who knew I was in compensatory heart failure my whole life? Just thought I had a really small bladder. Getting settled is still painful, so not getting up is really a blessing.
Several comments in the past couple of weeks about how great my scar is looking. Clearly I've always saved scar tissue for the inside, where it's a problem. But it looks wonderful on the outside!
Got the estimate on repairing the Camry today (the Nationwide guy was kind of cute, actually....which really shows I'm feeling better!). Only $520, he says. Joanne's husband (who runs an autobody shop) is always insulted that I don't bring my car to him at these times (having been hit so often in the Audi), but there is a shop less than a mile away that the claims guy recommended. That seems awfully appealing from a time standpoint, not to mention mileage.
On a sad note, my friend Kevan called to tell me that one of the guys I used to run with at Central Bucks Ambulance died suddenly on Tuesday. He was only 39. I remember Fran Thomas as someone who had a zest for life and a great sense of humor. It's kind of surprising me how upset I am about this (couldn't study at all), considering we hadn't spoken for over 15 years. Our lives went different ways, you always think you'll keep in touch--a common story. I went out to the garage and found some photos from about 1989 of Fran at CB. (My photos are one of the few areas that are pretty well organized, but even I was impressed at this.) For Fran's initiation we tied him to a backboard and, since it was around his birthday, covered his head with Cool Whip, put candles in and lit them. (Guess who's idea that last part was?! Hey, ya gotta celebrate!) It seems like looking back on another life I led, like a dream. Almost 20 years ago now. Unbelievable.
Well, it's time to get ready for bed. I'm also thinking about where I was this night a year ago....
Thanks for checking in, Laurie
posted by Laurie @ 10:09 PM
1 Comments:
At 7:50 PM,
Kevan said…
Oh, sure, make me look like the bad guy, always bearing the bad news.
But hey not this time, It's my 55th birthday today and your 1 year anneversary of the last time your chest was cracked open and lots of folks reaching in there and doing things. I am doing and feeling great today, I know you are also. So let's both keep it that way, okay
Post a Comment
<< Home