Sweet friend again

I hope you’re not tired of hearing about Sweet Friend.  IF you are, then okay, you’re dismissed, see ya tomorrow.  He really, truly is a great friend.   Last week,  I missed my night time medicine.   I took a nap, and when I woke up, I was disoriented, and didn’t know what time it was.  I also couldn’t remember if I had taken my medicine or not.   So, I didn’t take it, because doubling up would have been worse than missing.    So, when my headache arrived on schedule the next day, I remembered, “Oh, yeah, I forgot to take my medicine.”   When I mentioned it to SF, he said (very logically) “You should have one of those weekly pill reminder boxes.”   Yes, I know, but I broke mine.

So what did I spy with my little eyes, this morning when I went into the kitchen??   This:

It’s not purple, but I forgive him!

He’s so considerate!!   (Also, he just wants to make really sure I take my meds- it’s not a pretty sight when I run out.)

Also, he delivered some salads, in the fridge.   (OF which I have no pix, of course, because I ate ’em!!)

So nice to have my own personal delivery person!!    He even takes special orders sometimes!   (IF he’s in the mood.   I don’t hold my breath.)

Okay, I can hear some of you thinking, “If she was in bed asleep, HOW did he get in to deliver stuff????”   (No, don’t bother denying it, your brain was whirring so fast, I could hear it all the way over here.)  He is spare key worthy.   If, God forbid, I fall in the shower again, I could be there for days, since I live alone.   Hopefully someone would miss me soon!  And he could come check on me.   (But, I guarantee you, he WOULDN”T try to come into the bathroom!   He would stand in the hall and holler for me.

I highly recommend everyone getting a Sweet Friend.  You’ll be glad you did!

 

Agoraphobia Agony

Now, I’m not agoraphobic.   Thank God!   It’s nice to know there’s at least ONE disease I don’t have!   I have 99 problems, but that ain’t one of ’em.

But, I can and do sympathize, and empathize with how hard it must be for someone who suffers from that.   Or another serious medical condition.

Even with as simple as my medical needs are, sometimes it’s.just.too.hard.to.leave.the.house.

Since I was diagnosed with chronic kidney disease, I always have my water bottle at my finger tips.   The other day, I forgot it, and I almost had a full blown panic attack!    Water is essential to maintaining my health.    (And yours too!)

There’s those giant man hands again!

(Note the purple initial Tervis, thanks Sweet Friend!!)

 

But, then of course that leads to the inevitable consequence, the constant need for potty breaks.   And that leads to the need for a tall potty, so I don’t hurt my knees.  

Ooohh, love the handles!!

 

And a handicapped stall, so my fat butt doesn’t get stuck.   Seriously, it’s a concern.    One time, the stall door was literally so small, I could not go in.    Nightmare, anyone???  (BTW, I never went back to that restaurant.)   AND, my PTTPLSD  (Post-Traumatic-Toilet-Paper-Lessness-Stress Disorder)- What if they’re OUT????   {shudder}    Oh, the horror!!

So, some days, it’s just not worth all that hassle.

Not to mention, having to TAKE a SHOWER, and, FIND clean clothes!   OY VEY!   (Both of which require intensive amounts of positive self-talk to work up the umph to actually do.)

Found the perfect meme for this!

Me- every day

 

So, if you’re ever in the neighborhood, and wonder why no one sees me for days at a time, I’ll be chained to the water fountain by my hands, and the other end will be chained to you-know-where.

Judy’s Jottings

{Sorry, Janice, for taking your title!}

Judy from Edwina’s Episodes has challenged me to a quote battle frolic.  She is such a funny blogger.  She makes light of her foibles in everyday life.  And did I mention, she’s funny?

Thanks Judy!

Day 1

Laughter does good, like a medicine, but a broken spirit dries the bones.  Proverbs 17:22  NKJV

My latest, and newest favorite

Here are the rules of the challenge:

• Thank the blogger, who nominated you.
• Publish 3 quotes on 3 consecutive days in your blog. It can be your own, or from a book, movie or from anyone who inspires you.
• Nominate 3 more bloggers to carry on this endeavour.

Most important: have fun!

My nominees (should they wish to accept) are:

Gail

Susie

Ralph

Medicinal Meyhem

I worked in the bathroom again.

The right drawer was frightful.

Right Side Drawer

I probably could have stocked a small pharmacy outta there!

Here’s what I purged:

Don’t worry, it was donated, not trashed.

Then, this:

Expired Stuff

😦

But, here’s the good part:

The After

Looks so much better.

Then it was the medicine cabinet’s turn.

This is my medicine cabinet.

I know, the mirror in a mirror thing freaks me out too!

This is my medicine cabinet on drugs.

Before

Really doesn’t look all that bad.

Here’s what I purged:

Expired.  Not good.    😦

Donated to my Sis.  She loves Olay, I don’t.   Yes, I got it back in my couponing days.

So, after all that purging, what could possibly be left?

I’m glad you asked.  

Looking good! (If I do say so myself.)

Mayhem Marginalized.

Much to-do Monday

Last Monday, I woke up at 7 am.  That is NOT my usual MO.  I usually drag up outta bed around 2 pm, unless I have an appointment.  Took my medicine, and did morning hygiene ritual.  Which unfortunately, did not include a shower.  If I had only known what was going to happen later, I would have taken the opportunity!

So, when I called my Mama that early, she was startled to say the least!  Then I called Sis, just so I’d get an “Atta, girl!” for being up with the rest of the world!

I started a load of laundry.

Wow! I have huge man hands!  Jerry Seinfeld wouldn’t date me!

Emptied the maroon recliner of its laundry.  (No, I didn’t fold and put away, just moved.)

Focus, here! We are celebrating my accomplishments!

Washed a pot, and the frying pan.

Scrambled eggs, and ate with blueberries.

Washed the frying pan again!  (That’s huge!!  Washing the pan immediately after I used it?  Never occurred to me before now!  No, no, don’t look at the dirty dish still in the sink.  Accomplishments, remember??)

Filled ice cube trays.

Wrote this list to congratulate myself.

Carried dishes to sink, including last night’s salad bowl.

Read Bible, and prayed.

Switched load of laundry to dryer.

This time, I decided to leave my man hands out of it!

Took pix for blog.   Why, yes!  Coincidentally, these very ones!

Rewarded myself with reading.

Then DD1 called and asked me to watch PP.  Well, of course!  I’m not gonna turn that down, no matter how busy I am!  From 10:10-2:40, be super Omie, and get and give all the loves, hugs, and kisses I can squeeze in.

Went grocery shopping.

Re-read recipes, realized I can’t make cheesecake because I don’t have a mixer.  Cried.

Washed dishes, including the one in the sink in the pots picture, that I needed for supper, loaded dw with others.

Cooked supper.  Took frequent breaks to sit down, pant and gasp, and drink water.

Sis came and helped me finish up supper.

We, plus Brother, ate, and talked , and laughed.  (But they wouldn’t let me take any pix for the blog.  😦  )

After a little while, Brother went to bed, and then I kept nodding off.  Sweet Sis said she’d go and let me sleep.  And boy, did I!!  I was exhausted from my super busy, Manic Monday.

(The next day, when I told Sweet friend about my day, he asked, “Who are you, and where’s your pod?”  That’s a running joke with us.  I have been very, very lazy , except watching PP, for a long, long time.)

“She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eath not the bread of idleness.”  Proverbs 31:27  KJV

I believe there is hope for me to be a Proverbs 31 woman after all.