Good morning! I am... well, really, I'm dragging, but that's normal given circumstances. Here's hoping we each get some Wellness Now! Yeah!
So.... Mom's discharge yesterday. Yeah.
Only I end up in these situations.
I had this convo at the hospital yesterday. Mom's discharge paperwork was sloooow...
Mom: I am getting up!
Me: Mom, I will find out what's taking so long, but stay in the chair!
Mom: (starts to stand)
Me (at door of her room): Mom, so help me God, sit down or I will duct tape you to that chair myself!
(In hallway a second later...)
Nurse: You must be her family.
Me: Her daughter. I have power of attorney, too.
Nurse: I'm her nurse. I told her I'd put her in restraints if hse didn't obey the doctor's orders. Do I have permission?
Me: Hell yeah.
Nurse: Oh good! We're on the same page!
Mom (distantly hearing this): I'm sitting, I'm sitting! (cuss cuss cuss)
Nurse to me: Don't worry, we're getting her out of here as fast as we can.
Me: Yeah, a lot of hospitals have that reaction to Mom.
Nurse (pats my shoulder): Honey, I believe you.
And fifteen minutes later, yes, Mom was outta there. OMG. Nurses make the WORST patients. Even other nurses say so. Seriously, she's barely escaped with her life *again*, and she's all go-go-gadget. Ugh.
So what can we each do today to help our wellness, emotional-mental-physical?
Well, first of all, count blessings. Yes, I dropped a gallon jug of laundry liquid and it landed on my toe, but... I have the problem of a washing machine fo my own! Of laundry liquid! Of shoes that for once I wore indoors, so I didn't kill my foot!
OK, bad example.
We have internet. We have computers and phones. We have each other. Not small blessings at all:-)
And there's this link to a touching little series of illustrations made by a guy who wanted to show "things no one taught me"... Warning: very sweet. https://www.sunnyskyz.com/blog/2279/Artist-Inspires-With-Stuff-No-One-Told-Me-Illustrations
Think you're all that tough? OK, so I'm waiting the other day for Mom to get thru her procedure... and suddenly this golden retriever in a black vest shows up. Of all peopel in that waiting room, he led his handler/owner to me. The dog is a trained Comfort Dog. A therapy dog who didn't bond to any one person but responds to emotional need in general, basically. The handler said he lets the dog have some leash room, and then lets tthe dog lead him to whoever needs fur therapy most/first. Yep, I was all over that big old furry dog petting him, and the dog just stood and said, "Yep, that's right, let it out." I swear, it worked way better than medication. :-)
More US presidents have birthdays in October than in any other month. (Which, if you count backwards, tells you what was going on around the New Year, hubba hubba). John Adams, Hayes, Arthur, Teddy Roosevelt, Jimmy Carter, and DDEisenhower.
In addition to being Breast Cancer Awareness month, btw, October is also National Cookie Month. :-) Yes, that's real. Go. Find a cookie!
Oddly, btw, the months in which most presidents die? June and July. Month in which no US President has yet died? May. I can't believe someone actually figured that out... Wait, no, I'd do that if I was bored. *sigh*
October's name derives from the Latin word for Eight. Yes, it's our Tenth Month. See, Rome had no January or February, and those sixty or sixty-one days sorta.... well, the calendar and seasons didn't work out a lot, is all I'm sayin'. A lot. So December was the last month to them, too, while being th etenth, not twelfth. Ow. Brain sprain.
Data on January (from the two-faced god of openings/closings ending/beginnings, Janus) and February vary. Some say the ROmans had them all along from an early period, yet we see that their new year consistently began on March 1, with ltitle mention of those other two months,w hich allegedly did exist. In fact, the ROmans until Julius Caesar had their date-calendar and the seasons so out of whack that they'd insert a month of 23-24 days every few years, or not, and Julius Caesar apparently hated the untidy nature of that. He imposed a twelve-month 364-day calendar (later replaced in the West by the Gregorian calendar).
February, btw, has its origins in what may have been a word referring to a purification ritual. I say "may", b/c it wasn't strictly Latin, but possibly came from another language of ancient Italy. So the whole month got referred to because of this cleansing rtiual, according to modern thinking. Reality? Probably, they didn't worry about winter having months, except for bookkeeping! Life began agian when spring arrived (March) as that was when soldiers went to war, and farmers went to the fields, and so forth. However, that only works out to a point, as Mediterranean climates vary, and Rome itself actually saw rain rather than snow more often than not.
And on that pointless point, I wish you a well weekend, for you and your loved ones.:-)
I knew the ‘waking up’ from my PTSD and Anxiety wasn’t going to last forever. This weekend I had a reprieve from the distortions of everything, the fear went on ‘holiday’ and it was like waking up from a PTSD ‘coma’, 3-4 months of nightmares. Things started sliding into place..., started making sense..., started feeling normal.It had to happen at some point, the return of symptoms,...
Good morning.Well, my flipping lower spine nerve went on me. No idea why. Just... went. Probalby all that anti-flood work last week catching up. Anyway, now my legs are agony, even my feet (!) and sleep is what happens to others. Ugh. I am trying all my ice-heat-etc. tricks. So far, all have made things *worse* so today's plan is: Don't. Do. Anything. I may breathe, since that doesn't hurt...