Wednesday 10/12/22

1:05am they just put me to bed. I’ve been in this wheelchair for 19 hours. I told them I’d like to stay up until 11:00. I was still in my chair 2 hours later. I had to call on for over an hour and nobody came. I finally went to the nursing station around 12:30 to get help.

I am really upset over this treatment. Chocolate chip said I should give Weirton Geriatric a try. Right now I’m so mad I’m willing to give it a shot. For this kind of neglect. But it could be worse there. I’ve been here for 2 years to basically like it here.

5:11 am I was up all night. on a scale of one to five pain level was a five. I had severe pain in my right knee. My sore foot was also very painful. Sores ony butt and thighs hurt like hell. Then I dropped my call light and nobody came to change me until five. By then I was begging the aides to get me out of bed.

I made it through a night of hell. I’m about the dirt. I feel like a miserable old fart. God gave me another day. I am thankful for that. I just wish I could have slept and did not have as much pain.

6:30am I fell asleep in my wheelchair. I just woke up from a very bad dream. Mother was yelling that that I had no clean shoes. I had a pair of shoes in my bedroom but there was a mouse in them. I did not want to wear them. Then my dad and mom were fighting in living room. She wanted to go to the mall but nobody would take her

Another dreams about trying to solve a a a series of murders . I don’t remember too much about that dream. I sure do have some weird dreams.

It’s almost 7:00 now. They will be serving coffee and breakfast soon. I feel dead now and I don’t think even coffee can bring me back to life I just hope it’s hot.

8:45am my day is not getting off to a good start. I didn’t get breakfast for one thing. They finally brought breakfast to me after I asked for twice. I had two eg I calledg omelets that were very cold. But I ate it anyway it’s better than going hungry.

I called chocolatechip. She isn’t doing very well either. Chocolate chip complained about coughing up mucus. She also said her throat and face were dry. She got up at 6:00 and felt very sick from bronchitis. I felt bad for her. We cut our conversation short because she desperately needed a drink of water.

Sometimes I wonder what type of ship they are running. I just peed myself and have the call light on. Two aides or outside my door any door. They walked on by without doing anything. The nurse was in with my meds. I told her about it and I hope I can get some help.

So I don’t think this is going to be a very good day I was up all night and breakfast was cold. What pisses me off more is is sitting in urine.

I could be at home. Why should I be in a nursing home at all if they are not going to take care of me. I could be in my old apartment drinking hot coffee and eating a warm breakfast while sitting in front of my compur and peeing myself. Instead I’m in this stinking nursing home.

11:38 a.m. I’ve been sleeping motion in the morning. They woke me up when they came into take care of my roommate I heard them say it was putting him in isolation I think they said he has Covid. I sure as hell hope I don’t get it.

Feeling a bit better now. A lot better much I got some coffee and a good lunch. There are serving country smothered ,chicken, fix veggies, mashed potatoes, a biscuit and ambrosia for dessert I hope lunch will be put me in a better mood.

My roommateis back. They didn’t put him in isolation after all I’m happy to see him.

12:53pm I just had a pretty good lunch. I feel awake and refreshed. Since I got a lot of sleep this morning I hope I can stay up and read this afternoon. I’d like to read two chapters today in my book Freedom from Fear.

I I talked briefly with chocolatechip. She is doing a bit better. Chocolate chip planned on making egg salad. At least she is moving around despite being sick. She was telling me that mornings are bad when sheIs sick. But she perks up after a good shower and gets moving.

I had a bad morning myself. But I feel a lot better thanks to coffee and good food. Life is good.

5: 36 p.m. I don’t feel so good. I am in the middle of a depression spell. I didn’t get very good care this this afternoon. I had to wait at least 2 hours for them to change then I got so sleepy I fell asleep in my wheelchair. I am very sick of the schedule staying up all night sleeping all day.

Also, I haven’t heard from chocolate chip I called her a few times and left a message. She has not returned my call. I can’t hear the damn phone anyway so she has given up calling me because I don’t answer. I really needed her today. I felt so alone in depressed.

I write a few pages in my book but David but gave it up because I couldn’t concentrate. It’s hard to concentrate on reading when you’re depressed and sitting in urine. I felt like s***t. So I sat at my chair feeling sorry for myself.

It is almost 6:00 and supper is late. They are serving chicken noodle soup and a hot dog with vanilla ice cream for dessert. Not much to eat if you ask me but it is better than nothing. One good thing is I’ll be getting ice cream.

7:00pm I had a good supper after all. I also talked to chocolatechip. both help me feel better. Still, this has been a very shitty day. I only hope they put me to bed early.

9:33am I finished chapter 6 the ordeal of the American people. It was a very interesting but somewhat depressing chapter. The author what about conditions face in the early 1930s. Things are pretty bad back then. I would have never survived and I’ve been born during the Depression.

I feel so much better. Weeding always helps me get up with depression episodes. I think reading about that era also helped me realize how lucky I am to have been born during better times if history has taught me anything it is that there are no such thing as a good old days. For the vast majority of people life was a conscious struggle for survival.

However, I wish I could get better care. A lady complaint you said I am very hungry. Twice I asked for peanut butter jelly sandwich. The second time the aide acted like it was a real imposition. She said I am very busy and I can’t do it. This is a minor complaint but lately it seems i can’t get anything I ask for

For example, I’ve been in this chair since 5:00 that is over 17 hours. I’m tired I would like to go to bed. But they will keep me up until the damn well please. I bet I won’t get to bed until 1:00 a.m. again today. It’s just kind of s*** that makes me mad at this place.

I’ve been looking at books in addition to reading. I found four or five I’d like to buy next month. I decided to buy books instead of a tablet. I think I should get my rent cut up before making any major purchases. Probably shouldn’t be buying any books. But I just can’t help books myself. Books have always been my drug of choice.