Wednesday, April 26, 2017
One of the joys of our annual visit to Hollywood is that Pat and I have no set schedule. We just "go with the flow." The one set thing we do (at my insistence) was attending a taping of "The Price is Right." Which, by the way, we will appear (in the audience) on the May 2nd and 3rd show on TV. Check your TV listings.
This post features one of our rides around Hollywood one evening. During a previous visit we walked down Hollywood Boulevard to Hollywood and Vine. Walking past the famous In and Out Burger, which I have yet to sample. Next year for sure!
This year, we didn't get a chance to walk down to Hollywood and Vine and mingle with the touristas but we did ride down there. If you look closely you can see the Walk of Fame.
As a matter of fact, we missed out a lot this year during our visit. For the second year in a row we didn't visit Oil Can Harry's gay bar. We visited there the first year (remember when I fell on the disco ball glittering floor to "Ahhhs!"?) I have yet to take any of the studio tours. The Paramount studio is nearby where we stay. Again, next year for sure. But we did visit the new Ikea store in Burbank.
Well anyway folks, here are a couple of fun videos of our ride down the famous Hollywood Boulevard at night. Very interesting and always fun. Next year we walk (or maybe skateboard). Yeah, sure.
Saturday, April 22, 2017
|Me and Pat in Los Angeles this past February|
Lately I've been phoning in my blog posts. I go through these periods when my interest in my blog wanes. However, do not be concerned, my interest is and will always be there.
I began this blog back in 2005. I've been blogging for over twelve years now. My posts have ranged from everything from childish, self-absorbed rants to truly thoughtful observations on life here in southern Delaware during my retirement.
I have made several very good friends through my blog that I would never have known otherwise. For that will be eternally grateful because these friends have truly enriched my life.
|Some of my blogger friends who I met up with in Palm Springs California this past February|
But by the same token I have seen some of the ugliness that lurks out there in the ether of the blogosphere. That's why I have to moderate the comments left on my blog postings.
I read other blogs and sometimes wish I could be as interesting as those bloggers. But alas, I am who I am. A seventy-five year old gay man who has worked hard all his live (and continues to work) to attain some measure of comfort and self-worth in my life. That goal of mine has largely been attained.
Perhaps the greatest reward of my blog was meeting and acquiring the friendship of my Travel Buddy Pat of Toronto Canada. When I began my blog one of my reasons was to open my chances of meeting someone who was a lot like me. Oh sure I have a life-time partner (and now spouse) of Bill for these past soon to be 53 years. But Bill and I have little if anything in common except for the fact that we both like each other. Opposites attract for sure. But all my life I wanted to meet that person who was a lot like me. A person who had the same interests as me, who was thoughtful, funny, witty and (of course) cute. A person who didn't try to control or take advantage of me. And most important a person who liked me as much as I liked him.
My thoughts when I began my blog to meet someone like that was that there are several billion people in the world. As many people as there are grains of sand on the beach. Surely there would be someone like that in the world who would stumble across my blog.
After several years of blogging I gave up on meeting that person. Then out of the blue about three and a half years go this person from Toronto Canada left a comment on my blog while I was posting another blog. First time that happened. I answered is comment right away, thinking nothing more of it other than being polite.
One thing led to another and we started to talk via FaceTime. Ironically Pat had never read my blog before. He found my blog after seeing my photo during my appearance at the Delaware State legislature testifying for marriage equality. He was interested in me and did some research and found my blog.
A funny thing about our meeting was I didn't think too much about Pat during our FaceTime conversations other than he was a nice guy. I didn't really become interested until I met him in person during his trip to Delaware in August of 2013. When I met him in person I realized this was the Someone that I've been looking for all my life. He was me. I felt totally comfortable with him.
All those years hanging out in bars looking for this Someone. Actually hanging out in all the wrong places too. And here all along this Someone was in Toronto. And I would never have found him except for my blog.
Folks, I'm not a religious person but I do believe in Fate. I always knew I would meet this person, always. I never doubted it.
Now all you conservative traditionalists, do not worry. I'm not leaving Bill. Bill and I will always be together until one of us dies. But I know now my life is complete with my friendship with Pat and life with my spouse, Bill. And to think this was all made possible by blogging.
If I should die tomorrow, I will do so without any regrets that I missed something from life. I haven't missed anything folks. I am one of the lucky ones in this world, I have realized my dreams.
Wednesday, April 19, 2017
|Rep. Jason Chaffetz, R-Utah|
Chaffetz won't run for reelection
Two totally despicable human beings will no longer be with us. The first is Utah Representative Jason Chaffetz, a Republican who doggedly investigated Hillary Clinton before the 2016 presidential election but declined to investigate President Donald Trump, abruptly announced today that he won't run for re-election.
Chaffetz used the tired old excuse of "spending more time with his family" excuse. Yeah, right. Chaffetz knows he has no political future after Trump was elected president and he has to defend Trump at his town hall meetings. And of course Chaffetz, as head of the House investigative committee will not investigate Trump, even though there is a wealth of things to investigate with Trump. Chaffetz was quite happy making up things about Hillary to investigate. Not so happy investigating The Liar. Good riddance.
Bill O’Reilly Officially Out at Fox News Amid Sexual Harassment Claims
Last week was busy with three medical appointments. All in one day too!
Bill went for his week after cataract surgery update and all went well. I still continue to apply the drops to his right eye. That will continue until the end of this month.
At first Bill said he couldn't see any difference in his right eye. He said there was "a cloud" over his eye. However, as his eye has healed his vision has improved. He can see things in a distance clearly. In his left eye, which will be done in June, his vision is still cloudy. Bill was considering only getting one eye done but of the annoyance of having the drops put in every day. Bill doesn't like his routine disrupted. But I've convinced him that his vision will be much improved when he gets both eyes done and he can get his driver's license back.
Also last Thursday I had to get an X-ray of my bladder. I haven't gotten the results yet. I just left a message to get the results. Let's see how this goes because I haven't had a good experience with the staff of my urology doctor. Hopefully they have had an attitude adjustment since my last "conversation" with them.
Now for the good news. I had my six month checkup with my doctor at the VA. My PSA continues to be low (.2) No change with is GREAT news. I was diagnosed with prostate cancer in May of 2013. I had a seed implant procedure to zap the cancer which was localized in my prostate gland. I can now add "cancer survivor" to my medical resume.
This week was a pleasure, no doctor's appointments. My next appointment is with my urology doctor for a cystoscopy. A benign name for a very invasive medical procedure which I AM NOT looking forward to.
Now to enjoy this wonderful spring weather.
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
|Me at my desk as a sales associate at the Hampton Inn, Lionville, PA 2000|
Yesterday I marked my tenth anniversary as a hotel front desk agent at the hotel where I work part-time in Lewes, Delaware.
Wow, time flies when you're (I'm) having fun.
I began my hotel career as the first job I had when I was discharged from the Army in January of 1963.
My first job was as a night auditor at the Pittsburgh Hilton Hotel in Pittsburgh (of course) Pennsylvania. I was paid $250 a month, payable on the 15th and the 30th. I could hardly survive on that pay, which was less than my Army pay of $389.00 a month which was payable once a month. And in the Army I had my housing, food and medical care provided free of charge.
I only had that job for three months before I quit and moved back to my family home in Downingtown, Pennsylvania. There I got a job for $80 a week as an accounts payable clerk at a local scrap yard.
I had that job for two years then I got a job at Girard Bank in Philadelphia which I kept for the next twenty-two years.
Then came the bank mergers. I left Girard Bank and worked at Fidelity Bank for the next seven years. I left that job because I was tired of working in the city and homophobia on the job.
I got another job in my hometown of Downingtown for the next four years. However, I ran into homophobia again and was fired from my job when a new boss (the homophobe) took over. That's when I returned to my hotel roots.
I applied for a part-time job at the Hampton Inn in Lionville as a night auditor. That job turned into a full time job as a front desk agent and sales associate. I had that job for four years also until we sold our house and moved to Delaware.
|Me with one of my co-workers at the Hampton Inn, Lionvville, PA - Angelo Vasquez - 2000|
After we got settled in Delaware I applied at all the hotels in the area and was very fortunate to get a job at a boutique hotel in historic Lewes, Delaware. And that folks is where I have been working for the last ten years as of yesterday.
|The Hampton Inn, Lionville, PA - where I worked for four years - 2000|
A few weeks ago one of my co-workers asked me how long I was going to work at the hotel. My answer was "As long as I can walk into the hotel and I know what I'm doing."
I enjoy hotel work. I like to meet people and I enjoy the challenge.
|Me with "Barbara and Bonnie" from NYC - two very difficult customers of the Hampton Inn but who LOVED me! - 2000|
I also like working part-time. I could never work full-time again. I do have do recognize my age limitations after all.
|Some of my co-workers at the Hampton Inn, Lionville, PA 2000|
So yesterday, as I was checking in guests last night and taking phone calls for reservations I remembered that I've been at this hotel for the past ten years. Where DOES the time go? This means I've been working at hotels for the last nineteen years. Wow.
One thing about working at hotels, you'll never get rich. I make $12.00 an hour. I started at $9.00 an hour. Not much increase for nineteen years of hotel front desk agent employment but I make enough to pay for my trips to California and Canada.
Life is good folks.
|Me with my co-worker "Robert" at where I work now - 2015|
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Friday, April 14, 2017
Normally I'm not a fan of lawyers but this lawyer for Dr. David Dao, the paying airline passenger who was forcibly and violently removed from his seat on a United Airlines plane, has it exactly right. For too long we have let some airlines and some other businesses who have a monopoly (hear that Comcast?) to treat us with less than fairness, respect and dignity.
Recently when I made an appointment with my urologist I was treated rudely and dismissively by a person in his office. I called because I was in distress from passing a kidney stone, one of many I have passed in the past few years. This person barked at me, didn't listen to what I was saying and dismissed me. I was so angry that I called her back and gave her an earful. I told her not to talk to me like I was a child and to talk to me like an adult. I told her she was doing me no favors and to "drop the attitude." I don't like to be this way, confrontational, but sometimes you just have to stand up for yourself or else people will walk all over you or drag you out of a plane, breaking your face in the process.
What especially galled me about the United Airlines incident was the United CEO's Oscar Munoz's
|Oscar Munoz, the clueless CEO of United Airlines. Proof positive that the fish rots from the top.|
initial response. He didn't apologize to the customer that they wrongly and violently removed from plan but for "re-accomodating the passenger."
WHAT THE FRICK?
And this jerk just receive a COMMUNICATIONS award the previous year? What planet does he live on? Talk about tone deaf.
It took him three times to issue statement until he finally apologized to Dr. Dao. And even then the apology didn't sound sincere. The apology sounded like it was crafted by a committee. I guess Oscar didn't want to apologize to Dr. Dao because he was afraid of acknowledging wrong and being sued. Well, I have news for his dumb ass, he and his company will be sued big time. Then he's on a morning TV talk show and he's asked if Dr. Dao "was at fault in any way" and this clueless, arrogant bastard , wait for it,
Man oh man, what a total jerk. And he is the Communicator of the Year?
Hopefully this is a wake up call to the airline industry that has been riding roughshod over its customers since 9/11 gave them unbridled power under the umbrella of "airline security."
There is literally no way in this world that an airline has the right to forcibly remove a paying customer from their airline. NO WAY.
This past week I kept my appointment at my urologist's office after my blowup on the phone. I wasn't looking forward to the appointment and another confrontation but I wasn't going to take any more "attitude" from the staff. I don't care if they are the only game (urologist) in town. That is no way to treat their customers/patients the way that office person talked (barked) to me on the phone.
All was quiet when I went into the office. Could hear a pin drop. I didn't bring up the phone call and no one else did either. We went through the normal procedure (filling out multiple forms - again) and then the doctor saw me. Again, no mention made of the "incident." However, he did schedule me for a cystoscopy.
Hmm, maybe this is the payback. The cystoscopy is scheduled for June. I'm not sure if I'm going to take it. He thinks my kidney stone is in my bladder. I think it is too because I don't remember passing it. I haven't made my decision yet but I do want to get rid of this kidney stone if it is in my bladder.
Yes, it is very invasive. What's worse? Being dragged off a plane and having your face smashed or having a rigid instrument shoved up your penis?
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
So what happens when an airline decides four of its employees have a seat on a fully booked airplane? They bump paying passengers. And, believe it or not, they are within the law. Check the small print on your ticket.
However, yesterday the arrogance of the airline industry fell victim to the ever present smart phone video recording the almost every individual has.
United Airlines needed four seat for THEIR EMPLOYEES who had to be in Louisville, Kentucky, three hundred miles away from the departure point in Chicago. They offered an incentive of $400 for any passengers willing to give up their seat. No takers. Then they offered $800. Still no takers. Then they randomly selected PAYING passengers to leave the place to make room for THEIR EMPLOYEES (so much for the "customer comes first" mantra).
Three PAYING customers got up to leave. However, the four passenger, a man of Chinese ancestry, refused to leave. He said he was a doctor and had to be in Louisville the next day. He was on the plane with his wife.
Since he refused to leave, the airline employee who was in charge, called the airport police to forcibly remove this passenger. The above video shows this outrageous decision on the part of the airline.
The airport police dragged the screaming passenger out of his seat, hitting his head on an armrest in the process.
Now the worst part, the CEO of United Airlines defends this outrage blaming the passenger for being "belligerent". Excuse me? The Chicago police said the passenger "fell" while being "re-accomodated" (a new word for forcibly removing passengers from their paid seat) from the plane.
Folks, I don't travel that much, my last trip being from Los Angeles, but I can tell you that the worst part of my trips are the airlines. I wasn't dragged out of my seat during my last flight but I did have a tough time, both going and returning. I literally dread the flights as do most people. Something has to be done to stop this outrage and be done now. This will not stand.
Monday, April 10, 2017
|This year's tulips! Happy Spring!|
You know one sure sign that you're old? Your week revolves around doctors' appointments.
This week we have three:
Tomorrow I see my urologist.
I haven't seen him since my prostate seed implant back in 2013 and my two surgeries (plus a catheterization) for my kidney stones. This appointment is a followup for my kidney stone passing a few weeks ago. When I was in the emergency room the doctor told me I had more kidney stones waiting to fall. Great! Just what I need, that hanging over my head.
I'm not looking forward to this appointment for several reasons. One being I had a blowout with one of his assistants while arranging my appointment. She was being very authoritative and dismissive of me and treating me like a child. I blasted her back. Told her to talk to me like an adult. I don't like these confrontations but sometimes you just have to stand up for yourself or else people will walk all over you. At this time of my life I just don't put up with that crap.
And another thing, no invasive procedures like that cystoscope. A small camera that is on the end of a pen sized instrument that they insert up your penis to have a look inside your bladder. About eight years ago a doctor at the VA insisted that I have that procedure and I turned him down, which he didn't like. He called another doctor in to pressure me but I still turned then down. He said "You could have bladder cancer" because there was blood in my urine. I told him that the blood in my urine was right before I passed my kidney stone. He didn't want to hear it. I thought this procedure was unnecessary. Ever since my brother had the tissue of his penis damaged by a careless catheterization I am very careful about getting this very invasive procedure. The only reason I had it the last time was to keep additional kidney stones from falling down until I had my surgery to blast them to pieces. Then, after I turned down this procedure I heard a report that 41 veterans were infected with the HIV virus contacted from dirty instruments doing a cystoscope. See what I mean? My first major surgery back in 1959 (hernia) the hospital almost killed me when I contacted a staph infection.
So I have that appointment with my urologist tomorrow afternoon.
Thursday I have a followup appointment with my VA primary care doctor to go over the results of my labs that I took last week. I'm always nervous about my labs, checking my PSA score to make sure my prostate cancer hasn't return. Three years since I had my radio active seed impacts. My PSA score has been .1 which is good! If it goes up I'm not having any more procedures but hopefully it doesn't go up and I have a few more years to wreck havoc.
Also on Thursday we visit Bill's eye doctor for a followup of his cataract surgery. We're putting drops in Bill's eyes everyday to speed up the healing process. So far Bill says he doesn't see any change in his vision. Hopefully, when the healing is done he will see an improvement.
In the meantime, today is a glorious spring day. Enjoy!
Saturday, April 08, 2017
|My Number 1 comfort food - chicken pot pie|
Perhaps my favorite comfort food is chicken pot pie.
I grew up eating Swanson frozen chicken pot pies. I loved those pasty concoctions.
I liked them so much I talked my Mother into making her own homemade chicken pot pies.
|My Mom the cook in her kitchen - she made great biscuits and gravy (December 20, 1975)|
My Mother was a pretty good cook but somewhat limited. She never did learn how to make a flaky pie crust. Her pie crust tasted like cardboard. Of course a prime ingredient of a chicken pot pie is a flaky, calorific pie crust.
She also wasn't too good on the filling. I like white meat. She would fill her chicken pot pies with all the chicken meat; brown, white and even the chicken gizzards and liver. Lots of sorting out for me when I ate one of her chicken pot pies.
Occasionally I've had chicken pot pies at restaurants. Sometimes they were pretty good.
I've purchased chicken pot pies at the supermarket. Although they were relatively expensive, they were bland and tasteless. Not worth the five bucks I paid for them.
In the past I've tried making my own chicken pot pies from various recipes in my many cook books. They never turned out right. I think the problem was that I always followed the recipes exactly.
One thing I've learned in my old age is that it is all right to alter recipes to my taste. I thought this was against the law to alter printed recipes. Really, I did.
Now I alter recipes to my taste. This doesn't always work out but most times it does. One of those successes was this week. I made the best chicken pot pie I've ever had in my life. And I am going to share it with you, my loyal readers!
1 bit refrigerated pie crusts, softened as directed on box
1/3 cup butter
1/3 cup shopped shallot
1/3 cup all-purpose flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1 3/4 cups chicken broth (from 32-oz carton)
1/2 cup half and half
2 1/2 cups chopped cooked chicken
1 celery stalk cut to preference
1 carrot cut to preference
1 cup frozen peas
4 small new potatoes (with skin) cut to pref
- Heat oven to 425 degreesF.
- Place one pie crust in large pie glass dish and bake in oven until brown. Remove from oven.
- In 2-quart saucepan, melt butter over medium heat. Add chopped shallots; cook 2 minutes, stirring frequently, until tender. Stir in flour, salt and pepper until well blended. Gradually stir in broth and half and half, cooking and stirring until bubbly and thickened.
- Place mixed vegetables in baked pie crust.
|Uncooked vegetables in backed pie crust|
- Pour cooked white sauce mixture over chopped vegetables.
|White sauce poured over uncooked vegetables - will blend as it bakes|
- Top with second crust; seal edge and flute. Cut slits in several places in top crust.
- Bake 30 to 40 minutes or until crust is golden brown.
- Let stand 5 minutes before serving.
After the pie has cooled, cut slices and enjoy. The only problem is that you won't be able to stop at one slice. Yum!
|Flaky pie crust, crunchy, fresh veggies, delicious white sauce - very tasty!|
Friday, April 07, 2017
Borrowing an idea from my blogger friend Jon, forty answers to questions about myself (as if you didn't already know enough about me):
1. Are you lazy?
I don't think so. No more than your average bear. I make my bed and don't leave dirty dishes in the sink. But I do take a nap every afternoon.
2. What do you eat for breakfast?
Walmart bran cereal with almond milk and strawberries. Every day.
3. Coffee or tea?
Neither. Bottled water. Ever since I had kidney stones I gave up iced tea. Never got in the coffee habit.
4. What was your very first job?
Paper boy. Sixty-one Philadelphia papers and twelve local papers. Evening route. Made $5.00 a week. Spent it all on candy and comic books.
5. Occupation you wanted to be when you were a kid?
Fashion designer. Yes, a woman's fashion designer. Really.
6. What is the most unusual job you ever had?
Apple picker (when I was a teenager)
Gardner for estate (when I was between banking jobs. Went from $38,500 a year to $8.45 an hour). Didn't get much pay but I was in tremendous physical shape from laying all that mulch.
7. Have you ever been fired from a job?
Yes. From my banking job as trust operations manager when the new boss found out I was gay. Yes, you can get fired from a job if you are gay. I did get fired. I sued but I lost my suit because I couldn't prove it. Later I found out the man who fired me did the same thing three times at the bank where he worked in Philadelphia and eventually lost his job because of his homophobia. He fired me by making up a story that I wasn't performing on my job. I was but the president of the bank who fired me told me he had to make a choice between letting me go or my boss. However, he did tell me I would get a pension which I collect to this day. Real life isn't like it is in the movies.
8. Describe yourself in three words.
Honest, introspective, curious.
9. What's the strangest thing you've ever eaten?
Squirrel brains. Sucked those brains out through the squirrels eyeball socket as my father instructed me to do of the squirrel he killed.
10. What is your favorite movie quote?
"But you are Blanche, you are!"
Bette Davis said that, in the 1962 movie Whatever Happened to Baby Jane.
11. What is your least favorite movie?
A difficult choice, so many. Citizen Kane is definitely one, so overrated. Others are any Charlie Chaplin films. I never thought Charlie Chaplin was funny. He had a stupid little mustache and walked funny. That's funny? I never got it. W.C. Fields was infinitely more funny.
12. Were you ever a Boy/Girl Scout?
No. I wanted to be but my Mother said the family couldn't afford to pay the dues for my membership.
13. Describe the perfect kiss in three words.
A nice gentle kiss on the lips from a person I really care about.
14. The last person you kissed.
15. If you were gay, who would you want to have a passionate affair with?
I am gay. I'm having a passionate affair now. Guess.
16. Are you an innie or an outie?
17. Introvert or extrovert?
Inrovert when I was young, painfully so. Now semi-extrovert. I don't care what anyone thinks. I'm not so self conscious.
18. Would you ever pose nude in a magazine?
No. However, I have been (posed) nude on a public beach. And I have a photo to prove it.
19. What have you forgotten?
A lot! So much. I've actually forgotten what I've forgotten.
20. What color is your underwear?
White. Tightie whites. Considering changing it though to be more in tune with the times.
21. Have you ever tried to cut your own hair?
22. Do you think you are selfish?
No. I don't volunteer my time though. If I work I get paid. My time is valuable to me. I don't knock volunteering for others though if that suits them. But I don't have enough time in my own life to take care of myself and Bill. No time to spare.
23. What are you afraid of?
Sickness, poverty, old age, blindness, being paralyzed and senility. I don't fear death, only how I'm going to get there.
24. Do you think people are basically good or bad?
I believe that most people are good. There is evil in the world but I believe the preponderance of people are good. But we always have to be on guard for evil wherever we find it whether it be a strange culture overseas or in our own family and friends.
I25. Do you believe everyone deserves forgiveness?
No, I don't believe everyone deserves forgiveness. Some do but some don't especially those who commit either heinous acts of cruelty or taking advantage of weaknesses. I could never forgive anyone who abuses children or animals. Never. They are inherently evil and without redemption.
26. Are you self-critical?
I am. I always seek to improve myself. Never ends. Just when I think I have solved all my deficiencies another one crops up.
27. What is the meanest thing anyone has ever said to you?
Hard to choose but perhaps the one statement that comes to mind that I've never forgotten was what a person who I thought was a friend said to me when he was invited to a movie with other friends. This was way back in 1960 at Ft. Devens, Massachusetts when I was in the Army. I was standing with him with another friend asked him to go to the movies with their group. I chimed in that I would be ready to go with them. My "friend" turned around and looked at me and said "Who invited you?" And here I thought we were friends. Never saw him again. I remember he was a Hispanic from Los Angeles. Never forgot how that casual comment stabbed me right to my heart. However, I later made another lifetime friend at the same base so it all turned out all right.
28. What's the meanest thing you've ever said?
Guilty as charged. When I worked at a bank in Philadelphia this Pakistani guy kept sitting at my table during lunch. He wanted to be friends with me. I enjoyed eating lunch by myself. I gave him numerous hints which he didn't take. Then one day I told him "I prefer to eat lunch by myself." The look of hurt he gave me brought back the memory of the time I was dissed back in 1960 by my Hispanic friend. So I was guilty of the same thing. However, I still didn't want this guy as a friend, he annoyed me.
29. Do you believe in a higher power?
No. Not if it means some old white bearded man wearing a white toga sitting on a gold throne in the clouds checking up on us ready to throw a lightening bolt down on our heads the moment we stray from his strict rules. However, I do believe there is some kind of "plan". I just don't believe in what I call "man made religion" with all the praying and "Lord" stuff. That was invented by medieval lords to keep the serfs in line. When we die there is nothing. A total void.
30. What's your idea of heaven?
If there is a Heaven, which I doubt, it would be reuniting with my loved ones including my pets. Heaven to me would be a place where there is no cruelty or suffering.
31. What's your idea of hell?
We're living it now folks. Some of are lucky and occasionally find a brief respite but for the most part, life on earth is hell.
32. What makes you nostalgic?
My memories of my past good times, not the bad times.
33. What is your biggest regret?
Not taking that first offer on the sale of my house in Pennsylvania. Biggest mistake of my life. My second regret was not investing all my IRA funds into Amazon and Apple stock which I could have brought for $25 a share. Instead I foolishly brought Palm and E*Trade. So much for my investment expertise.
34. How many times in a day do you look in a mirror?
About three times. In the morning when I get up to put my teeth in. Later when I brush my teeth and in the evening when I take my teeth out.
35. What time of day do you feel most energetic?
Usually late afternoon. I start off slow in the morning, gather some steam by noon before my afternoon nap. After my afternoon nap is probably my best time. Then I start running out of steam again about nine o'clock at night.
36. Would you ever sky dive or bungee jump?
No way. A former boyfriend sprung a surprise sky dive on my one Saturday morning. WHAT? I told him "no way!" I'm adventuresome but not THAT adventuresome.
37. Would you rather be rich and unhappy or poor and happy?
Poor and happy. No hesitation.
38. What did your father teach you?
Can't think of a thing which is a shame. Oh wait, he did teach me to be ashamed of myself. For my mere existence. He never approved of me. He had low expectations of me and was always surprised when I exceeded his low expectations. He was baffled.
39. What did your mother teach you?
Honesty. To oneself and others. Best lesson of my life.
40. The most agonizing hour of your life?
Passing that kidney stone a few years back. I thought I was dying. I wanted to die.
Thursday, April 06, 2017
This morning we had an early appointment at the Delaware Eye Institute. This was a post op with Bill's doctor.
We arrived too early. The building wasn't open yet. We weren't the only ones arriving early.
Bill slept in a chair last night with that cover on his right eye. That so we wouldn't rub his eye while he was sleeping.
He woke up this morning and looked out of his new eye for the first time. He was somewhat disappointed. He said "There's a cloud I'm looking through. It looks foggy."
I wasn't too concerned because Bill just had his surgery yesterday but Bill was upset.
We didn't have to wait too long outside the building until the doors opened. I will say that for all the people waiting, the Delaware Eye Institute is very efficient in processing all us folks.
|Waiting for the doors to open this morning|
We poured in with the waiting throng of folks that were waiting for their appointments. We were directed towards the new wing where the post op patients were to go in the waiting room.
We didn't have to wait too long until someone came by and called Bill's name. She asked us to follow her to one of the exam rooms. I went along since I am Bill's care giver.
She did the exam and then asked us to go into another waiting room until Bill's doctor was ready to see him.
That waiting room was crowded but there were two seats still open. It was crowded because it looked like a grandma brought her adult daughter with her and the daughter brought her two pre-teen antsy daughters with her. God I can't stand antsy kids but hey, they're kids. Actually, they weren't too bad. At least they weren't screaming. But man oh man, up and down, up and down. One of them was coughing so Bill went into another room so as not to catch her cold. That's one thing kids are good for, spreading germs. We got through this winter without any major colds and we don't need one now.
After not too long another woman called Bill's name. We followed her to another room and waited for Bill's doctor.
He came in and examined Bill. I mentioned that Bill said he was looking through a "fog." The doctor said that Bill's eye was swollen from the operation and that once the swelling goes down, he will have clear vision.
The doctor completed his examination and gave us a schedule to apply a series of drops to his eyes for the next week when Bill has another post op appointment. Bill is getting a little frustrated but I think once he's through this procedure he will be very happy. Especially when he gets his driver's license back again. But we do have to go through again when he gets his other eye done.
Things are going well folks. Knock on wood!
|Ron the Caregiver waiting outside the Delaware Eye Institute this morning|