Had trouble getting to my blog today. Got up late, just in time for lunch. Got my "office" set up then logged in. (an everyday challenge) Just got to Blogger when I was pressured to go to the diningroom. I know better than to go in before 12:30 because I just sit there watching trays get passed and other people eating. Lunch gets delivered hot and on time but it cools before I get to it. Hot food is a thing of the past. As is healthy food.
I get bored and leave my table. I get reeled back in but a pungent aroma hits me from the next table over. Oh! No way! I can't eat next to that smell and off I go again. I tell the aides what the problem is and none of them understand me. What a waste of time and energy! I head back to my office but see a nurse that understands me and I get my point across. The offensive odor gets neutralized and I get to eat my cold stew at 12:30.
After lunch I get back to my office, get Blogger back up, and my massage therapist shows up. Now, I am not ungrateful, I drop everything for a massage. The blogging must wait. I get in a few paragraphs then Activities breaks out the nachos with cheese and salsa. You know I'm not missing that! A couple more sentences and nurse has medications ready. Drat!
Back to the blog and a few more lines and my husband arrives wearing his Russell Wilson Seattle Seahawks Championship Jersey. But he has arrived sans pizza...A few more words...OMG! The nurse is bugging me for meds, again! A few more lines and a hot Ultimate Meat pizza from Papa John's shows up with my husband attached to it. It is game day and the kick-off just happened.
Phooey! Blogging can wait. Good thing I don't have anything brilliant to say.
I get bored and leave my table. I get reeled back in but a pungent aroma hits me from the next table over. Oh! No way! I can't eat next to that smell and off I go again. I tell the aides what the problem is and none of them understand me. What a waste of time and energy! I head back to my office but see a nurse that understands me and I get my point across. The offensive odor gets neutralized and I get to eat my cold stew at 12:30.
After lunch I get back to my office, get Blogger back up, and my massage therapist shows up. Now, I am not ungrateful, I drop everything for a massage. The blogging must wait. I get in a few paragraphs then Activities breaks out the nachos with cheese and salsa. You know I'm not missing that! A couple more sentences and nurse has medications ready. Drat!
Back to the blog and a few more lines and my husband arrives wearing his Russell Wilson Seattle Seahawks Championship Jersey. But he has arrived sans pizza...A few more words...OMG! The nurse is bugging me for meds, again! A few more lines and a hot Ultimate Meat pizza from Papa John's shows up with my husband attached to it. It is game day and the kick-off just happened.
Phooey! Blogging can wait. Good thing I don't have anything brilliant to say.
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