Day 17–Why Not?, My Day Yesterday, Magic, Millie, and Thoughts on Dialysis

Why Not?

With some time before Deb gets here this morning anx since I’m awake for the day, I can write in my journal/diary for Dear Diary, would not be a bad idea. I can always read or rest while at dialysis if I’m tired for two hours and forty-five minutes today. Yep, dialysis day today. 8:15 to 8:30 AM is over and hour and twentytwo minutes away from now.

My Day Yesterday

Don’t worry about me as I will not repeat myself. I just want to write my thoughts the best I can for now. It has been a good day, but was ready to come back to write yet another entry before falling asleep.  That was done although up late last night after 10 PM and 11 PM. For the first time in a long time getting to sleep. I think I survived the afternoon downstairs with my neighbors in the lobby. To be very be honest  with you, I really wanted to go aback upstairs after Jackie got my mail from the mailbox. It was nothing worth keeping so Jackie threw away the p apers in the trash can by the mailbox. / was downstairs. There was no way in hell I was going to miss saying hello to that friend of mine for the day. It saved me a text today. Donna was waiting for her worker who is one of the laziest people I’ve heard about. Jackie knows Donna’s worker personally and she is not the greatest person. She is lazy and doesn’t cook for Donna like Jackie and Deb do for me. Jackie likes to use my microwave more than the stove and oven. Debbie always cooks me an egg or two for breakfast in the morning after getting me ready for the day. My day yesterday was not too bad even with Jackie coming at 12 noon after taking care of her aunt’s emergency that was about a fraudulent thing happening on her bank account. Her aunt doesn’t make good choices anymore. Jackie was telling me of a incident the other day with her aunt that made her, Jackie, an unhappy niece one day. Yeah, you don’t want to piss Jackie off because she will not let you forget your wrongdoings. The story, however not worth telling about because I really have some jealousy about the aunt, I wish she never came to the city. I do not trust her at all.

Magic

He decided to come back to the bedroom’s cat tree to take a nap before Debbie gets here within the hour. What a good boy he can be sometimes and most of the time now that he has his sister Millie Rose Blossom these days. Magic and Millie are good fur babies to have around. I love them both even though Millie is still very skittish and does not want to be petted or held. That’s why the pet shelter redeemed her as a feral kitty for adoption. They even clipped her ear to deem her a feral kitten.

Millie

Adopting Millie in December 2023 on the 9th, I have to admit she has become a sister for Magic within a week or two before taking down the metal house she lived in for a short time. The metal house went back to the store since it was rarely used. She gets along with her brother Magic most of the time and rough houses with him at least once to twice a day these days.

I think, not expecting to have two cats in my lifetime, having these two babies have been a blessing . I love them both even though Millie is right now very skittish and never leaving her now home with me.

Thoughts on Dialysis These Days

I do have to admit that I am getting frustrated with dialysis these days  compared to my days from months ago. My moods have been up and down lately. I want dialysis to be done now. I have been reading a library book I take with me every day to pass the time a little more quickly than usual, but the past three days reading has not happened because I am tired and my eyes are droopy lately. Monday, I watched tv for the first time in a couple of weeks or so. I sat in chair #18. I watched Scooby Doo cartoons, and a Dr. Phil episode on OWN. I don’t miss cable television anymore. I live and love tv more on Live or tv apps like Freevee, Roku, Hulu, and Netflix as my favorite streaming services at this time.

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