Tuesday 10/8/24

5:23a.m. I’m above the dirt. I had some weird dreams last night. In one dream I was a Scottish Lord living in a dilapidated castle. There was a rebellion of 1748 against English rule. I was against those in support of Bonnie Prince Charles Stuart. In another dream I was a gambler playing poker. I got in trouble for cheating at the cards. They came after me wanting their money back with interest. Finially in a dream I was trying to sort out a lot of coins lying on the table. I had trouble counting them.  I had a very restless night.

I was up by 5:00. I had good aides this morning. They cleaned me up pretty good, changed my briefs got me dressed and in my wheelchair. I t el fairly good but could use some coffee. This is going to be the start of another good day.

7:17a.m. I fell asleep in my wheelchair. I woke up to orange juice and coffee on my table. Then I talked with Chocolatechip. I got.  We talked for a few minutes. But I was glad to hear from her.  I’m glad to report that she is in good spirits.

I’m awake now thanks to my morning coffee and juice. I’m waiting for my breakfast. I hope it is a good one because I’m hungry.

9:11p.m. I had two biscuits, scrambled eggs and oatmeal cereal for breakfast. It was delicious. Breakfast and coffee made me feel like I could take on the world. Instead I started to read my book The White House Years by Henry Kissinger. I finished Chapter XII. In the final section Kissinger wrote about how we failed to help the Cambodia resit the Khmer Rouge and North Vietnam from taking over. The result was genocide for the Cambodian people. Kissinger blamed domestic turmoil and opposition that kept us from helping that country. Next up is Chapter XIII ” The Soviet Riddle, SALT and the Summit.”

I am in the Fiesta Room now. I got my second coffee today. Girls from Brooke High were very nice. They hooked up my oxygen tank and pushed me down. I was telling Chocolatechip everyone has been nice to me and I’ve been getting excellent care these last two days. Something must have gone down.

11:57a.m. I’m in bed already. I had  a major incontinence episode right now before I was going to the Fiesta Room for lunch. The aides came in to change my briefs. I opted to stay in bed because I had no clean pants. Getting changed this early is very unusual. Usually I have to sit in urine and feces for like ten eleven hours. I’m not used to this kind of special treatment.

I’ve been reading The White House Years by Henry Kissinger since coming back from the coffee social. I started reading Chapter XIII. Kissinger wrote about the problems negotiating with the old Soviet Union. Then he wrote about how the Soviet leaders tried to isolate the U.S. by reaching out to our NATO allies. The Chancellor of West Germany, Willy Brandt and Ospolitik come to mind.

I read twenty pages in my book so far today. I hope to read a total of fifty.

4:40p.m. I had to defuse around lunch time. My phone was knocked o the table. It took awhile for them to pick it up. I got a bit upset because that phone is my lifeline. Consequently I ended up sleeping most of then afternoon.

When I woke up I looked at books. I saw a couple good books coming out this month. Bob Woodward is coming out with a book called War on October 15. The NYT had a big write up about it. Then my second favorite author, David Baldacci, is coming out with To Die For on the same date. I wished I had some of my gift card money left.

I spent a fortune on books last month. I’m happy with my purchases and I will read them all. But there is no such thing as too many books. I was telling Chocolatechip I just want every ebook written in the English language. That isn’t asking too much, is it?

6:29p.m. They served breaded fish, pan fried potatoes ,blended veggies, a dinner roll and ambrosia for supper. It was delicious. I talked while I ate. She was worried about a doctor appointment tomorrow afternoon. It is about her kidney. She doesn’t want to go on kidney dialysis. I said don’t worry until you see the doctor. We also talked about this one asshole in Misery Towers. He has schizophrenia but he went off his meds. Chocolatechip said he has been acting very weird. I said there are a lot of assholes in Misery Towers who act weird. We talked until she went to bed.

I hope to stay up and read my book The White House Years by Henry Kissinger. I haven’t reached my daily quota yet. I got that big test at West Liberty to study for. Life is good.

10:30p.m. Things were going great tonight. I got a much needed shower. I fell asleep after the aides left. When I woke up I couldn’t find my Kindle. Somehow it ended up on the floor. I screamed bloody murder. But the aide picked it up for me and it is working. I would be lost without my Kindle and ebooks.

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