Abotsd's Journal

did it all today. bike,treadmill, and then exhausted, went upstairs to sr.lounge, had tea and conversation. half a piece of something like cake, and went to the friday lecture. prof. isaac yetiv. i never get to stay for the whole thing. he scares me to hell, frankly. is very pessimistic about israel and the obama-hillary regime. so,

went downstairs for pilates. almost killed me after two weeks of missing. but got it done. understood and worked my old body. teach said i did a good correction. strong back today. kept the right postures. actually did a few minutes in joanie's sr. aerobic class. couldn't stay, of course. worn out. but did get to hear the music and visit with my pals. good to see other women of a certain age. and did remember the steps. so someday i'll be able to take this class again.

then. screwed up cpap mask again. went over to dr.brad snierow's and he fixed it up for me. still need to go next week with the other machine to find out if i'm getting enough oxygen at night.

so before i sleep i have to: put on face cream, eye drops, mouth brace for not grinding teeth, foot stretchers for plantar fasciatis, take my xyrem and put on the new mask that covers nose and mouth.  put tv timer on for 30 minutes and give up on my day.

got a haircut today too. too bad i'm not going anywhere with it. looks very nice before the sweating and the face mask, etc.  got to talk to owner of salon. lovely woman, tired and intelligent. she said is this going to be good or bad, and took my hand. i told her no, only good. and what a jewel joel is and how when i was so out of it and tried to pay him too much money he told me not to. what a dear man. little, vietnamese and so good with hair. he agreed today that i don't need to dye it yet.

the odor of hair chemicals is so horrible. can't stand it on me. wish the salon didn't smell so awful. sickening. but the people are swell. and i do look more civilised.

sent email birthday card to son.  he's in oregon this weekend. took girlfriend with him on this trip. wish i could hug him on his birthday. really a person's birthday is a celebration for their mother. so glad i had this fourth kidling. everyone said i was too old, 42. not unusual anymore. always ahead of the time.

tomorrow i'll see what skirt i can fit into and off to shul. haven't been there for a while, waiting for the cold to resolve itself. everyone at gym thanked me for staying home while sick. wish everyone could afford to.