Gee, that was unexpected. I was on my way to the store to buy bread. A neighbor asked me if I was going to the health fair. What health fair? After talking to one of my favorite old guys, I got there the same time as she did, because she walked. It was at the senior center a block or so away. Out front was a giant colon full of polyps, diverticulitis, cancer, etc. Very amusing 🙂
Like everything else involving people in wheelchairs, the tables in the senior center were poorly laid out, with way too narrow aisles. Lots of grouchy pedestrians and chair users! I’m not used to bumping into the sourpusses of the world. Despite the logistics in the building, it was fun seeing the booths, getting free stuff and talking to people.
I was able to connect with the Alzheimer’s people, the neuropsychiatric folks, the phones for people who cannot talk well, the consumer advocates and others. There was a display for a hospice/home health/palliative care place. I started talking to the guy because he looked lonesome. Turns out he is part of some foundation that helps wrecked people like me. He was upset to hear that I have been dumped by one home health place after another because my insurance won’t pay or because I needed too much care. He got very interested in my case and said he wants to look into it more. I got his card and am supposed to email him. He was really mad that I don’t get IVIg 🙂
I spent a couple of hours writing a book about me to send to the helpful man with the foundation. It should be interesting. I owe about a dozen emails to nice folks who read my blog and write. I need a clone! My brain power and all that are not great right now.
I woke up thinking about how much different my life feels now with clothes and Birks that fit, enough food to eat, a fan, the wedge pillow, eye mask, food and supplies for Olive, etc. Each thing has made a huge difference to my overall well-being. I want to thank everyone who has said prayers, offered encouragement, sent gifts or been there for me in any way. I feel like a community project 🙂
After the health fair, I just kept toodling and went to Smith’s. My prime focus was a loaf of bread. First, I looked up all my digital coupons…and used them! I got a free tube of sausage, a free Carmex lip balm and a free bag of Trolli Sour Brite Crawlers. There….now I have some free high sugar candies to use in case of emergency 🙂 I also bought 4 boxes of fresh raspberries for $5. Mmmmm….
Depending on the moment, I am either in tons of pain or am real queasy or am sort of OK. After Smith’s I was too tired and queasy to go to Trader Joe’s for free food and beverage. I was surprised when the wheelchair seemed to turn homeward of its own accord. Last night I only slept 2 hours and woke up drowning in snot. It was really, really smoky out there from all the wildfires. I sat up for a couple of hours of non-stop sneezing and nose blowing. It dawned on me today….I have never seen an allergist in Utah. I think it’s time.
Nothing more has happened when it comes to fixing the mold in here. I get lots of promises and little action. If I can’t improve my living conditions, it’s time to try to improve me. I’m not sure what else can be done since I’m already on steroids, Zyrtec and Benadryl. I have not tasted much of my food in months. Sigh….I need a better quality of living when it comes to allergies.
Oh, oh, 2 ambulances yesterday, now another one today. They had full sirens blazing and were going fast. Now who? Yesterday the ambulances were for a woman who had an unstoppable bloody nose and a woman with a hurt spine. 90-something percent of us are in bad shape in this building. Oh, oh, again. The ambulance left pretty quick. No dawdling.