Saturday 9/30/23

8:10a.m. I stayed up reading until ten. I finished chapter Six in Black House. I read some pretty scary and gruesome stuff. Surprisingly, I didn’t have nightmares. I slept until the aides came to get me out of bed. This time they dressed me in clothes. I hardly know how to act while wearing pants. 

I was still sleepy so I slept in my wheelchair until breakfast. I had hash browns, a banana cake and cold scrambled eggs. The coffee was hot though and that’s all that matters. Chococolatechip called after I finished. She was in good spirits  She talked about going to CMP Monday for her Abilify shot. Chococolatechip said she will walk to the bus stop on front of the library instead of taking can. That will save her a lot of money.

I talked about my book Black House. Chococolatechip said Stephen King must be one hell of a writer. I said he is. I talked about this one character Jack Sawyer. He was the hero in The Talisman as a twelve year old boy. Now he is a thirty five year old former LA detective. I said he is the only man around who can save French Landing from  the serial killer and impending doom. I then said King sure does have one hell of an imagination. He is great.

Chococolatechip then talked about her night. It was quiet with no pranks. She also talked about Eddie the Moocher. She said he had to get his shit together because she will not be handing him food. He gets a check like everyone else. He can learn to buy groceries at Krogers or Walmart ike everyone else. She is not going to end up at the end of October scrounging for food. I said good

That was the extent of our conversation We said our goodbyes and she went to start her day. Thanks to coffee and breakfast I’m above the dirt I’m going to read my book.,I am still on a reading streak. Yesterday marked 51 straight days.

1:04p.m. I’ve been reading all morning. I read two chapters in my book. Jack Sawyer is now involved in the Fisherman case. Chapters I read described how he was called to the police station by Dale Gilbertson, chief of police of French Landing. Jack questioned three friends of Ty Marshal, the boy who was abducted. Jack also wants to question Judy Marshall who is now in a mental unit He thinks Judy knows something about her son’s murder and it drove her mad. The story is getting good.

I sort of got lost in then story this morning  I read until lunch. I didn’t like it . They served braised pork with pepper and onions, Italian broccoli, fried potatoes, a dinner roll and a strawberry striped cake.  The main course made me bloated I couldn’t eat it all

I did call Chococolatechip but no answer She told me early she was going to watch a movie and chill. I will not bother her. I’ll let her call me when she is ready .

2:52p.m. I’ve been sick all afternoon. I Feel very bloated. I also need changed. I’ve been trying to get help since lunch. Aide was just outside my door. He turned off the light and walked away. I then called the front desk. They are supposed to call the nurse’s station. But I don’t think that will do any good. I’m getting very pissed.

I wanted to read this afternoon. I felt to sick to read. I’m at a good part in my book. I feel something scary is about to happen. Jack is at his friend Harry Layden’s house . Harry is blind. But he seems to intuitively know about Jack’s history with the LA police department. They are having dinner together and later Jack will read Charles Dickens Bleak House. I wanted to read more but I was in too much sto!ach pain. 

I’m supposed to have a turkey sandwich for supper. The thought of eating anything makes me sick. So I’ll probably pass I sure feel like one miserable old fart.

4:03p.m. I finally saw the nurse. She said she will bring me Mylanta when I get the carafate.God I need something now. But I didn’t say anything. I just said ok. I still have did not get changed. It is too close to supper I bet I’ll be sitting in urine until morning

Well I just hope