With the Thanksgiving Day festivities out of the way for the most part, my parents from Arkansas a year ago moved back to Wisconsin a year ago. They live in Milwaukee, Wisconsin about 30 minutes from KLK’s place (my sister). Dad and his wife SBK are coming to Janesville to have our Thanksgiving meal since I was not with them or have not had Thanksgiving dinner at their home for years now. I have been dialyzing at the dialysis center since May 7, 2019, and have not travelled since 2010 when I visited Mom and Papa (my stepfather).
I have run to the bathroom, lol, walked to the bathroom, changed my underwear, and gotten dressed for the day. My hair is brushed, and I am ready for my parents to be here for lunch of turkey, mashed potatoes, and vegetables, and maybe stuffing. I heard we are having cheesecake for dessert. Sounds good to me. Does it sound good? Maybe so? It sure does.
JP got here by 9:30-9:45 AM and got me ready for the day was telling me her thoughts about bingo night last evening in the community room. Although we had a good turnout, there were neighbors she was not fond of being there. SR and P, both female tenants of Garden Court rubbed JP the wrong way. It was not pleasant or fun to watch and listen to the ramblings of the neighbors bitching and complaining about people who do not live here and are playing bingo. My caregiver JP was helping me play bingo, too. A tenant SR can be a royal pain in the butt. Many people say ass and SR can be a real bitch and a half at times. JP does not want me to talk to SR anymore. I get it. SR is mean to my caregiver when I am not in the picture. Some people, like SR, are pains in the asses more than kind.
