Saturday morning in New Diary

  • Dec. 19, 2015, 7:36 a.m.
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I am up. Woke up very sore. Knee was hurting along with my shoulders. I swear I hate having arthritis. I don’t know why it is acting up lately. I can go days without arthritis pain Then it rears its ugly head. Last week or so I’ve been experiencing pain just about every morning. Pain really isn’t excruciating. But it is there it is very uncomfortable and sometimes I have a hard time getting around.

The other day I was sitting on my couch watching tv. I tried to get up. I must have moved my foot wrong or something. For a brief period of time the pain was excruciating. I let out a loud scream and sat back down on my couch. It hurt like a son of a back down on the couch. God that hurt and since then I’ve tried to be very careful as to how I get up and move around.

Well worker came yesterday. She brought her girlfriend. Deena also brought me some eggs. She fixed a nice breakfast. They talked amongst themselves and I could not make out what they were saying. They did a couple of things I didn’t like. The girlfriend sat with her feet propped up against the wall. Then she was waving her cigarette around I was afraid she would get ashes on the carpet and burn a hole in the carpet. Then they kissed each other which didn’t bother me in the least. It seems they came right in and made themselves at home putting their pop in the frig., The kissing didn’t bother me. The fact that they come in and make themselves at home sort of bothered me a little bit.

I talked to Chocolatechip about it . She said I can put a stop to it with one phone call to the agency. She also said that I am pretty good at setting boundaries with people in the building. I need to set boundaries with them. She thinks I am afraid that I might offend them and I guess I am. I do need the help and getting a good home health care provider is very hard. Deena does a good job in that respect.

I thought long and hard about this situation. I think I made a decision. I decided to let it fly. They haven’t really bothered my stuff. I need the help. I could go for a long period of time before the agency finds another worker. Then I might get somebody that doesn’t cook or is really nasty. I’m getting to know these people and I might as well stick with them. I just need to establish a couple of rules such as no feet on the wall and keep your cigarettes over the ashtray. For some reason even this much seems hard to do. I don’t want to rock the boat.

I am going to be pretty careful though. I’m hiding my wallet and meds. I can’t afford to have anymore money come up missing.

Well enough of that . Life is good.


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