Happy New Year 01/01/23

6:00a.m.Today is the beginnings of 2023 BIG Shit! It doesn’t look like things will change for the better. I still cannot walk and am stuck in this blasted wheelchair. I’m still in this stinking nursing home. I still have COPD which could very well get worse. I still have arthritis pain. I think that is spreading throughout my body. In short 2023 is not going to bring me wealth or good health. 

I guess I got up on the wrong side of the bed. I’m still sick with this damned cold. I have a terrible headache. I just finished coughing my fool  head off. Every joint in my body aches. I woke up feeling very depressed from all this Oh. I’m also freezing . I’m one miserable old fart.

I didn’t stay up for New Years. I listened to my audiobook Grand Expectations. im on Chapter 18. The author discusses the Kennedy assignation. Then he talks about Lyndon Johnson I was making good progress until I got sleepy. I fell asleep in my wheelchair. Aides came to put me to bed around 11:30. 

I had a bad night thanks to very painful muscle spasms. I talked about imy roommate screaming but I screamed last night. Then I zwoke up from some lousy nightmares. I remember this one dream where I was a hitman trying to kill a serial  killer. This was when the aides woke me up.  I was in  my wheelchair by 5:30. 

So much for the start of 2023 First day I felt like I’ve been hit with a ton of bricks. I got more of the same coming down the road. If I learned anything from all this I learned getting old is not for sissies.

12:55p.m. I feel better. I slept a lot this morning. Sunday is shower day and I got a nice hot shower. I also talked with Chocolatechip. She is a doing good today. Chocolatechip did her usual household chores. She also did a big laundry load. I think she is doing great without a caregiver.

Chocolatechip also talked about going back to smoking. She mentioned she tried to quit several times. I just can’t do it she said. I said I understand and  I tried myself to quit several several times but couldn’t. Only reason I stopped was I developed COPD and my doctor put me on oxygen. This was several years ago. I still have cravings for those damned cancer sticks. I swear nicotine is the hardest addiction to beat.

I slept on and off all morning though. But I was up for lunch. I had pork chops with gravy, baked potato, a dinner roll and a piece of pumpkin pie. Lunch was delicious and I ate every bit. I think the combination of Chocolatechip, a nice hot shower, lots of sleep and a good lunch turned everything around. 

Also I feel better physically. I am not experiencing any cold like symptoms. My headache is long gone . My bones and joints are not achy. I have not been coughing or sneezing Even after all that sleep I still feel a bit tired. But on the whole I think I feel much better than I did this morning.I’m going to try to  stay up and listen to my audiobook Grand Expactions James T Patterson. 

8:57p.m My energy level after lunch rapidly deteriorated. I slept for a few more hours. I woke up at four. Then I chatted with Chocolatechip for the longest time. We talked until dinner. They served a traditional New Years  day meal, sauerkraut and kielbasa with mashed potatoes and pears for the desert. I also had two cups of coffee. 

Talked briefly with Chocolatechip after dinner. Then I listened to my audiobook Grand Expectations: The United States 1945-1974 by James T Patterson. I’m on a subject near and dear to my heart, the escalation of the Vietnam War. This is a a very good book.

I had to stop my reading. Aide came in and I got a nice shave. She also changed my briefs. I wasn’t ready for bed though. I want to listen to at least one more chapter. This will make two chapters tonight.

11:10p.m. I never did get back to my book. I started to read back entries. This diary goes back to October of 2021 to I must be pretty boring because I put myself to sleep. I slept for about an hour or so then woke up with a ravenous hunger. I went to the nurse’s station and got two cookies. I ate those and was satisfied 

I’ve been in this blasted wheelchair since 5:30a.m. My butt is sore from sitting on the hoyer pad all day. I feel pretty tired despite eping half the day.  The aide , who pushed me back to my room. said he will come back in a minute to put me to bef. I hope he doesn’t mean coming back at 2a.m. I’m ready to go now..

I will be getting my SS check on the 3rd. I’m not sure how !u h I’m getting iM not too worried about it. I should have enough to pay the nursing home my rent of $583.00′ I’m still obsessing over tho we damned books . I hope to by five remaining volumes in The Story of Civilization.  That will take the remaining check. Hell, I have nothing else to spend it on.

Well it is 11: 30. The aide said he will be back in a minute. That was twenty minutes ago. I’m still in my wheelchair I’d get pretty mad and upset but I’m too tired for that. Wish I could just get up and walk to bed myself

I lead a pretty exciting life don’t you think? I mean all I have to talk about is how lousy I feel., Chocolatechip, books ,buying more books, what I eat, and bitch about the nursing home. to It isn’t pretty and not very interesting.  Some people on here have very interesting lives and are much better writers. Not me. I’m just a boring old fart who pees himself.

Well that’s it for today I’m about ready to drop. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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