As I sit here and wait for time to pass, I have had my breakfast, I am watching Midsomer Murders on Roku Live channel 522. If Jackie was here, I would be watching Unsolved Mysteries because she doesn’t understand the Midsomer Murders show. She says she doesn’t like it. Well, yesterday she watched and listened to Midsomer Murders, though as I told her I liked the episode I was watching.
Time for me to go get ready to go to go downstairs for my ride.
As I sit here waiting for time to pass to head downstairs for my ride to arrive for dialysis, today is another dialysis day, the second treatment of the week. Jackie went grocery shopping for me today, spending $50 worth on the cat kiddos! Oh, my goodness gracious, my cats are very spoiled! LOL! I love them that much and believe Millie is more spoiled than my Magic at this point. She gets a egg yolk every breakfast in the morning and gets a bite of my ‘I can give cat a treat’ from my snack collection most of the time. Not my jalapeño Cheetos though because they are too spicy for my kitty cat Millie. Yeah, spoiled indeed, lol. That is my babies!
I have been watching Midsomer Murders on Roku Live lately. A fun mystery in England. Yes, I would have been honored meeting Queen Elizabeth if she was alive. Birds of Prey, season 6, Episode 5 is on until 10:22 AM and my ride comes at 10:50 AM to take me to dialysis this morning because my machine time is from 11:45 AM to 2:30 PM for two hours and forty-five minutes cleaning my blood. It’s the way it goes for now after almost six years of dialyzing at Mercy Dialysis Center. The clinic has moved to the hospital as of July 2023 and this now the Miss Michael Barry building on the 3rd floor above the cancer treatment center. I see a lot of people coming and going from the cancer treatment center a lot now that I go to dialysis on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. The numbers are quite a few. I feel bad for those who have cancer because, to be very honest, I have had friends and neighbors deal with cancer. It’s is sad in my book of life. I had a dear friend, a couple of them anyway, succumb to cancer in my lifetime, and a dear friend of mine was my physical therapist when I was a child, and she would come to school and work with me and my grade school and middle school colleague Michael Draegner who had only two fingers and thumbs on each had hand, and his arms where malformed. How he got around amazed me through the years as a child with my own disability being cerebral palsy, and I had respect for Mike. What a nice guy he was most of the time. But throughout the years, not graduating from school with my class of 1989, he graduated in the 90’s. He didn’t care about school much when he reached high school apparently. His mother said something to me when we connected at Blackhawk Technical College—BTC—in the beginning of 1990 where she worked as a secretary for a long time—now retired and not sure of she is still alive. She remembered me from grade school with her son, Michael…
With time going past normally, I have to admit it feels like it is going by slowly as the tick tock of the seconds going tick, tick, tick, tick loudly in a movie of a student looking the clock on the wall above the classroom door. Then the bell rings and all the students scrape their chair desks on the floor and flee out lv the classroom one to two or three at a time into the hallway where you can hear the students opening their lockers with happiness that school’s out for the week or summer now. That is my life as we speak at the moment. Do you understand? Maybe…maybe not, but we will see.
Ahhh, another day has come and is drawing to a close here soon. I have to admit that my day was not too bad. I had my third or fourth counseling appointment at Mercy Options Behavioral Health this morning at 10 AM to 11 AM. I would have preferred to stay home, but my counseling appointments are very important to me. I’ve learned something about panic attacks this morning and I have learned that I write better than I talk! My counselor told me so without making me feel like crap because I have known it to be true for a number of years…since I have been a teenager to be very honest with those who understand me…thanks dear friends!
So, from 10 AM to 11 AM, I sat in my counselor’s office sharing my feelings on paper to show wheee I am feeling and struggling with my caregivers and my feelings of disappointment in them for making me feel they gang up on me and my feelings of what happened two years ago has changed me for a short time, but the old Kristi is still here, but her life has changed at some point in the past two years I can’t explain very well because my caregivers want the old Kristi back when she really didn’t go anywhere. I was just on a vacation figuring out what can be done in my new life. Yes, my hematoma and blood infection scared the crap out of me long ago and I can’t walk great distance right now. At least I can walk to and from bedroom to living room and hey, get to my power chair, to the bathroom and toilet with a caregiver nearby, and get back into bed after my day is done. I don’t care if I walk 200 feet a day or 50 feet in a day anymore. I will not walk marathons right now, so please don’t push me or you will push me out of your life so fast because I don’t care what you want or need from me. My relationship with God is still intact and when I have anxiety and meltdowns, I need help to breathe than be criticized for not being the old Kristi because the old Kristi is still here!
The old Kristi is still here. She went on vacation for a while because her life has changed to the point that has been very hard to explain, people! I have dealt with depression and anxiety so bad that I felt weak and not ready to fight a battle she has been dealing with at times. I don’t like to be pushed into things because other people think I will benefit from certain things. People doing the pushing will push me right out of their lives in my way of thinking. I have dealt with disappointments all my life because certain family members wanted more from me that they did not get. I have had the feeling of being an outsider in my own family because of high expectations from certain family members. I am an observer and the things I have observed through the years has not been a ripe bowl of cherries at times.
I have a condition called cerebral palsy and I was born with it because when I was born, I was born two months premature and my twin sister Kari Lynn Karnopp did not survive for multiple reasons. First thing is that the placenta giving her nourishment was in the wrong place and mom and her doctor at the time did not know there was a second baby in my mom’s womb. Kari’s heartbeat stopped because she passed away and began to decay in mom’s womb putting me and mom at risk of poisoning gases and infections. Kari came down and was born a natural birth and boom, doctor noticed a second baby—me! I was born breach and gulped in cold air coming from my mom. That is how I developed cerebral palsy. A mild case anx have been stubborn from day one! I’ve always thought of having Grandpa Clarence’s stubbornness and my dad Bob Karnopp’s temperament, and the temperament is you don’t put me in cage without a fight to ensue if you corner me. I will walk away from things that make me angry and I will say something about it. The only thing about my anger and disappointment in people who do not understand me, I write my thoughts better than speaking my thoughts out loud, and in the past two years with two caregivers Julie M and Jackie Paul, my words have not understood yet at this point because I observe they want me one way and I am not finding that very comfortable at this time. They need to accept me for the way I am. I am not going to have a good day from time to time because of arthritis and the aches and pains that come with it. Yeah, it sucks on a bad day, and I can go on my bad days from time to time, and those days will come.
As far as telling Jackie and Julie M how I feel has fallen off the edge of a cliff after writing/texting my feelings at times. Jackie comes off as overbearing at times and wants things to go her way when the IRIS program.is to be controlled through me because I am supposed to be her boss. I have been home since November 14, 2022, and most of the responsibilities are on Jackie’s shoulders and not on mine. I feel that she is not my employee. I feel she is working for herself and not for me. I feel a lot that I am living Jackie’s life and not my own life. If people don’t start understanding how I’m feeling, I will stop telling them how I feel in words.
A new ‘work’ week has begun. My last therapy session is today but more will be scheduled in the future. I have to pay my rent today when Jackie comes this afternoon to get Girl Scout cookies from a neighbor’s granddaughter who sells them right at Garden Court. I support Girl Scouts every year! Yummy, cookies!! I have occupational therapy and dialysis today. It’s okay, but kind f redundant in my way of thinking not really necessary to be honest.
My mom and I talked about distance not being necessary anymore. My life as Kristi is the same even though it took me a long time to accept my new living arrangements since my hematoma days of September 22, 2022. I have no idea why my caregivers worry about distance when they were told by my mother to stop it personally. Ugh! My caregivers need to stop some of their shit or they will be fired! I am getting sick and tired of the crap going on. Jackie is so overbearing that it is getting old. She sleeps at my apartment a lot and it is beginning to annoy me a bit. I think Jackie needs to see the doctor about bed inability to sleep.
Dialysis Update
Dialysis went well today. No hitches except an occasional buzzer going off because of the arterial line or the temp of the machine was too high, but I dialyzed to 2543 out of 3010! Saw Dr. Anjum a few minutes before I was done dialyzing for the first time this week.
There is a patient who thinks that he only needs dialysis twice a week and left early during treatment, and refused to sign a paper stating he was leaving. Okay. I get it, but a patient on dialysis needs to dialyze three times a week to get the benefits of relatively decent health by machine, people. It’s just not beneficial to cut treatment short, either! With that said, I am at peace. No name mentioned at this time because it is for the privacy of the patient and knowing him personally through the recent weeks, it is nice to keep some things private the best I can!
I am a little disappointed with a technician— actually more than two. A technician has left to go to Fresenius Dialysis, another technician left, and two others have also left Mercy dialysis. Even a nurse has left Mercy dialysis, and a traveling nurse is done with working with us after sticking around for 2 years here instead of three months and moving on.
The Rest of the Day
I will not argue how my day went but I will gripe about the dang cold weather…winter months are the hardest for me. Brrr! Anyone else in agreement? Oh, please, raise your hand, peeps! Thank you so much for agreeing with me, also, lol. Sometimes I am okay with the cold weather but going out in it … today, for example is ‘I don’t like it right now, though. It’s cccooolllddd ooouuutttsssiiidddeee, people! Ugh!!
I get home and Jackie meets me in the lobby where we sit for an hour to wait for the Girl Scout cookies to get there. I bought $30 worth of cookies as I support the girls selling for a special trip in the summer months as a team. Also, thin mints, peanut butter sandwich cookies, lemonade cookies, and toastem’s (tastes like French toast!) Yum!
After the buying of cookies, Jackie and I went upstairs, and I got ready for bed. A neighbor was having a Tupperware Party from when Jackie had hers last December and we were not invited to it, and that kind of pissed Jackie off a bit. I was too tired and moody to bother going. I guess people will show certain unfavorable colors and opinions of themselves in time. Once in a blue moon I am out of here, most of the neighbors I got to know while living here will be forgotten—nor Donna Cavey and Marie Hartung. Our relationship will be just separate from then on I suppose. I will wait and see. I wish I could take Donna Cavey with me, please, Jesus? Thanks for getting back to me as soon as you can, thanks! Love you, Jesus!
In bed and watching Roku Live’s Midsomer Murders. I love that show—mystery even though, fortunately, one I’ve see several times now, ok? Yep, ok! All is good enough for now. Good night, peeps.
My day had been great! Now it’s time to say goodnight and goodbye for the night. The door is locked, and the sign has been turned to closed for the night. Putting down my phone and iPad for the night is happening now. I am going to read for a bit until I get sleepy. The book is a good read, peeps!With the weekend about over, my caregiver Debbie came this morning before she went to church for Bible study and came back to get inro bed for the night. I sat in my lift chair for a while today to read. I am reading Caroline Graham’s book The Killings at Badger’s Drift. The book is more descriptive than the TV shows! I love to read and have been a reader of books like my mom ever since I was a little girl being read to when Grandpa Clarence read to me at the age of 1 year old. As I grew up reading, Grandpa Clarence and I would read textbooks! Yes, textbooks. It was fun. I sounded out the word hypothesis as hypo thesis not hypot thesis at first until Grandpa told me how to say the hypothesis properly. Yes, Grandpa was a teacher, too. Grandpa helped me with my fractions in grade school after he retired from teaching as well as helped me with other classes that was not algebra because he never learned it as a boy because it was not around until his later years as a man. I tried teaching him, but it did not go very well, lol. To be very honest, I did not learn it well until I was in college at University of Rock County in Janesville, Wisconsin. Tim Hourigan was the professor of my pre-algebra class at that time. I was in my 20’s at that time. I did take algebra in my senior year in high school, but I struggled! I took pre-algebra in my junior year of high school. Ed Schrab was my teacher and RIP Mr. Schrab. He died of cancer the summer of 1988. I did not learn algebra later in my life either and have a fond for equations since then, too. I have a fondness for numbers ever since I was a little girl and yes, that is strange, but that is why I got my bachelors and master’s in accounting through University of Phoenix in 2008 and 2010. I worked hard and got B+ average in college and I took one class at a time then, though. It was worth that B+ average—studying at 2 am in the morning when it was quiet and peaceful for something to do daily. I was in class every day! I worked hard in class. Business Law I and II were the toughest classes out there but I still passed!
Reminiscing about school makes me miss college days badly. I attended school online and had my first graduation in college in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. My friend Jennie Sommers and her parents were there. My little sister graduated from high school in 2008 a month early so dad and Sandy did not make it to my college graduation and that disappointed me enough, but I had my bestie there and that was important enough!
Yes, I need to go back to school to refresh my memory with math, English, and reading skills. I miss school a lot and Blackhawk Tech is a great place to be as far as school and learning goes.
Well, as far as my day has come and gone, I have to admit that it has been a good day. I sat in my lift chair for a couple of hours until Debbie came back to get me to the bathroom again and in bed for the night. I have soft bowels these days—not diarrhea, but close to runny. I learned on Friday that a patient’s grandson has Covid, and she has been asked to get tested at the ER. I was not happy to hear this because I have been sitting next to her in the lobby waiting for a dialysis technician to call me back to weigh me in and out before and after treatment. I am saying this and coughing because I have been swallowing wrong the food, I just eaten for a snack a few minutes ago. Not happy about that at the moment. I’ve had covid once now and don’t recommend it to anyone—even my enemy.
With that said, I have to admit I that have had been coughing for a different reason thank goodness for that. My nose has been itchy and seems irritated by my hair and cat fur these days. My weekend almost over, I can say, yay, back to the drawing board and back to work so to speak — woohoo…a new week of ‘work’ coming up. I enjoy my doctor visits at the clinic on Monday afternoons every week. Dr. Anjum hS been my favorite nephrologist since 2016 when we met for the first time after leaving UW Hospital and Clinics because of kidney disease of my transplanted kidney after 31 years!
Good night and God bless!
Welcome the Sabbath day! Ken and Tanya Baker stopped by and we watched Homeful about homes being remodeled by experts in the field of creating an old home into a new and modern world of today! We watched 2 ½ shows before they left for the day leaving me and Debbie to do what was necessary to get me ready for bed. I knew my underwear needed to be changed as a bowel leakage occurred during my visit with my boyfriend and his mom. Yes, I had a bowel leakage that needed to be taken care of because I felt itchy in the butt! Embarrassing! All good a few minutes later. My bowels have been soft and almost diarrhea like. I also learned really fast that a patient may have Covid as her grandson has it! I have been sitting next to her at the dialysis center lobby waiting for my turn to be on the dialysis machine for the day. I love dialysis chair 18 even though I had #17 on Friday! Oh, my goodness, I don’t want Covid again! Especially the strain that affects the heart muscle! I have some fear of getting severe dementia or Alzheimer’s disease because both grandpas had it in their days of living. With Grandpa Fox, seeing him with AD was very hard for me to accept for a while.
On the weekends, I like to rest and watch TV. Now that I am reading Midsomer’s Murders the Killings in Badger’s Drift, I am halfway through the book now—yay! Oh my goodness gracious, I went to the library and Citrus Café on Tuesday and saw my high school colleague Jamie Swenson, the author of her autographed book. Woo hoo! Oh well, right! The weather was cold the next three days with the weather warming up again over the weekend! Midsomer Murder weekend on Roku Live TV this weekend, too!
With Jackie off this weekend, Debbie has been taking care of me well. Today, like every morning at breakfast, I have had my egg sandwich and two dill pickles with mustard and blue cheese as my dipping sauces. Also, every morning Millie gets an egg yoke to share with her brother Magic once in a blue moon. She loves her egg yoke! Yes, Millie eats some of my breakfast and lunch, and dinner on a daily basis. She acts hungry all the time! She liked people food, too as if she is always starving to death. My poor baby girl! Always hungry and begging for people food. No problem, though. She is 7 months old now. She is growing up slowly but surely … I love her even though she is hard to touch at times. Yeah, she is still very skittish yet.
For a Saturday, I feel I have had a great day for once in a long while. Prozac seems to be helping my mood although I am still fighting some major feelings about my care at home not being all met to my satisfaction. Deb told me today that Jamie Swenson was happy to have seen me for the first time in ages since school ended almost 35 years ago this summer June 1, 2024! Yes, 35 years ago this year is when I graduated from high school—barely with a D average to my report card! I passed anyway! My parents did not want me to stay in high school until I was 21 years old like most of my disabled friends!
My day had been great! Now it’s time to say goodnight and goodbye for the night. The door is locked, and the sign has been turned to closed for the night. Putting down my phone and iPad for the night is happening now. I am going to read for a bit until I get sleepy. The book is a good read, peeps!
Well, welcome to Friday! Yay, the weekend has begun. Dialysis went smoothly and pretty fast. Having gone to the library the day before with Jackie and Debbie, I got my first library book in years to read. I got Caroline Graham’s The Killings in Badger’s Drift, and I began reading it today while at dialysis. I got to see a high school colleague Jamie Swenson who was Jamie Loveland in school. I’d read her book that she signed—autographed through the years! What a wonderful children’s book. My little girl in me loved it! She, Little One, is easy to please! Yay, dialysis went well today!
At dialysis, I am able to stand on the scale now! I don’t need help standing, but once I am standing, the technician will make sure I don’t fall while steading me to stand to weigh in and out. I am getting stronger in a sense. Thankfully! Yay, for the weekend and Monday will be here soon enough! Yay, Jackie has the weekend off and I will see her Monday around 3 PM because the Girl Scout cookie girl will be here Monday afternoon! Yay, Girl Scout cookies are back! Woohoo! Looking forward to it! I support Girk Scouts every year if I can!
Move on over February, March is finally here. Looking forward to the upcoming weekend as today is my last dialysis day for the week. Woohoo, the weekend is coming around the corner. I had my occupational therapy today from 10 AM to 10:45 am this morning. I have one more therapy on Monday.
Tuesday was a beautiful day where we did not have to wear any jacket or coat, then remembering it was still February, a cold snap came up for the next day! What the heck, brrr! Tuesday was a great day with wonderful weather that was spring back to wintry chill that was colder and winter garments such as mittens and scarves. Oh my goodness gracious, what a turn around of weather. March is upon us now and it will be spring soon…yay!
Leap Year
This is that year that we have leap year. Cool, right? I have to admit that it is not always cool to have a leap year day in my book. That usually means we vote for a new president or Biden will get another damn four years and I rarely vote because I think the polls are rigged anyway. I am neither republican or democrat—I’m independent because politics in my book is crooked on both sides these days. I am left-handed and I don’t like politics much these days because people don’t care for the disabled anymore anyway. It sucks as far as politics go these days anyway! I am only one person and who in the hell will listen to me these days when I have two caregivers who don’t listen to me already. Yeah, o am talking about Jackie and Julie M. Sometimes they are bitchex who don’t deserve their damn jobs working for me today! I really want to fire Jackie and tell Julie M that our friendship has been toxic for a long time now and that’s because of the friendship between jackie and Julie M is — to me very toxic and strange like lesbian lovers or something more horrible than that! It’s, to me, toxic, and I think gross! They make lesbian relationships more unattractive to me. And for lesbian and gay relationships, I don’t care as long as it does not include me.
Nail Appointment
I had my nail appointment today. Got a cobalt color mixed with blue today. I get my nails done twice a month at a place called The Cat’s Meoww. Yes, with two w’s for this nail place. The gal Jacque did it on purpose that way as she has a license plate that says cats meoww on it and she ran that direction for her business as a gal who does hand and feet nails. She does a great job and is a small business establishment owner compared to Grand Nails and Spa. She is $10 to $20 cheaper, too! She also helps a local fireman who sells localized honey for $8 a bottle! Yummy!
Project For Mom
Okay and oh my, I got my project done for my mom today and sent it her way as well as Julie R, my IRIS consultant. I need to have a meeting with Julie R to take a care of the problems I have been having with my caregiver Jackie lately. Her shit has to quit! I am not happy with Jackie at this time! Things need to be changing or I will let her go—unfortunately! I also need to say audios to my friendship with Julie M, too.
This is what I wrote on Pages because my mom does not use Microsoft Word like I do:
I began to notice things when I got back from St. Elizabeth’s Nursing home. This is almost two years ago now. It is not at all what Jackie and Julie M has done for me being unappreciated when disagreements come about, but Jackie has thrown that in my face more than once when we have had our shouting matches. That is not acceptable behavior for a caregiver to be having shouting matches with their charge!
During the times when Jackie and Julie M were working together, they would say if I fired Julie or jackie, they would both leave and quit together. They would say that together and it was said several times to me making me feel like shit.
Julie R was here and Julie M was there messaging relatives and mumbling under her breath about things. I was getting the vibe from her acting like my Dad and told her to knock it off and stop sounding like my dad. She got pissed and left because I was watching her mumble and grumble over her texts with family members while she should have been not when Julie R, Jackie, and I were having a meeting on how things were going. Her grumbling may have not been about me, but Julie’s family should have dealt with it later and not while at a meeting with Julie R there.
Also Jackie and Julie M would grumble out loud about my things. On day while they were grumbling about the vacuum cleaner my dad bought, Julie M told me I was not a part of the conversation and to shut up when I told them to stop grumbling about my stuff. That is grounds to say time for them to leave! This is my home, not yours and if you don’t like my stuff, get out! No one tells me to shut up in my own home! You get out and stay out!
Both of them would say to one another that I was stressing them out in front of me! They said if one gets let go, they would both quit, and Jackie would laugh about it. That is not a laughing matter and it is grounds for immediate grounds for dismissal of both! This went on and off for three months and Jackie could not wait until she had her vacation making me feel worse and crying a lot at night because if I showed any feelings of hurt with them, I was looked at in such a way like when kids would tease a child. Look at her face, her reaction was priceless. Jackie and Julie acted like bullies in this fashion. Wrong way to treat someone no matter the situation!
Debbie was out for a while because she found out her cancer returned and she was having chemo treatment. Once Debbie returned, Julie’s schedule changed and she has not been working since. I want her as emergency only and on contact when emergencies come up. She is the morning cook for patients at the hospital at Mercy and a great cook!
On Feb 5, 2024, I wanted to talk to Julie M privately about something and the next thing I knew was Jackie had talked to Julie for advice and she was told that I wanted to talk to Julie privately about something. The next thing I know is Jackie had Julie on the phone and they bombarded me with questions and made me feel like I was being ganged upon about not wanting to walk great distances, have therapy, do what they wanted me to do to become more independent. They want the old Kristi back, but that Kristi is not here right now.
I don’t want to worry about distance! I can transfer from bed to recliner, walk to the bathroom and back, go from bedroom to living room to power chair and back from power chair to with my walker when it is locked and the wheels are not moving as the walker feels weird when unlocked. I don’t care if I go 200 feet. I am finding it not feasible anymore. Being pressured to walk about my apartment makes me feel very uncomfortable and it can become painful and I get warm fast. I transfer great, I stand on the scale at dialysis everyday now, but I need some help staying steady. The only people wanting distance is Jackie, Julie M and Debbie as they want the old Kristi back. That Kristi is still here. Stop saying you want her back. Her physical has changed and medically she has changed because Mercy has caused emotional and physical trauma to Kristi that has been taken from her. Severe depression and anxiety has changed her and what she has been observing has been not at all pleasant lately as if my life isn’t mine anymore. I feel I am living the life of my caregiver Jackie and her life is definitely not my life. I am feeling I am living her schedule and not my own. Jackie is not a morning person and she has been taking care of me for 2 years now. Getting here at 10 AM is fine, but I am a morning person. I am awake by 7 AM every morning, can watch my shows, play games, and wait, as I don’t mind waiting, but if she’s not a morning person, this job needs to have a new plan with me I charge, not Jackie.
Jackie’s overbearing ways need to be curbed. Julie M needs to stay out of the cares from now on and be emergency contact only. The friendship between Jackie and Julie is none of my business as my friendship with Julie has changed considerably in the months I feel can’t be rekindled at this time. Seeing how close Jackie and Julie got while they worked together has made me feel frustrated and grossed out. I think their relationship is way too close and I think it’s not good. I think they are too close. I was never that close to Julie M! Sometimes I think both Jackie and Julie M are wolves in sheep’s clothing!
I am not lazy. I am not wanting to walk in the hallway. I don’t want to go for distance! I have pushed to my limits and I’m done being pushed. I do what I can when caregivers are here, but please to push me. I can walk my speed fine one day and maybe not the next day. I have been battling with my thoughts remembering that I could walk a 5k walk I. Germany and across town in Janesville, Wisconsin are fond now. I will never walk a marathon for a long time. Please bear with me. Don’t want the old Kristi back because she is still here.
Yes, I have gone through bought of depression and great anxiety through the past two years. There are things I miss before Covid hit and what made it worse was the hematoma. That was the worst I experienced. I’ve been in two nursing homes and my now former doctor Dr. Jennifer Hussli was not going to let me go home because I could not walk yet. Yeah, I didn’t do any therapy while at my last stint in a nursing home because I was being discouraged and felt threatened, and Magic was being used as a pawn. Dr. Hussli did not contact my mother on several occasions nor did she call me. Dr. Hussli stated I needed 24 hr care where my mother and caregivers did not think so. In fact, I broke free from the nursing home anyway. I got home and have been home ever since 11/14/22. What happened at the nursing home is a whole different story that will be dealt with later. I have complaints that need to be dealt with regarding Mercy Hospital and Clinics
My mom said that I write my feelings well. Yep, I do. I write better than I talk!
Today was okay. The weather was perfect—warm! Deb, Jackie, and I went to the library for a while and I got my first library book titled The Killings at Badger’s Drift by Caroline Graham. It is based on the Midsomer Murders series TV series in England. My favorite actors John Nettles and Neil Dudgeon play Tom and John Barnaby. John Barnaby is Tom’s cousin in the story—tv series from season 13-present date of the show. Yes, I am into mysteries like this and now I am reading the book by Caroline Graham. I am looking forward to reading a library book for the first time in a long time. Will take my book to dialysis tomorrow.
The public library is called Hedberg Public Library in Janesville is just on S Main St next to the old Marshall Jr. High School I attended in 1985-86 as a 9th grader. Marshall Jr High school became middle high school in 1987-88 when a few of the teachers like Mrs. Iglar, Mrs. Duller, Mr. Kirkhoff came up to high school Craig Sr High School to teach the 9th graders who were new that year of 1987-88 school year. A new beginning for the ninth graders! It felt normal and strange at first, but good!
The library was an experience I will do again as we went there and then to Citrus Café for lunch. I had a BLY with salmon while Deb and Jackie had pancakes. I hav French onion soup and French fries with my meal. It was delicious, but brought some fries, bread and a piece of salmon home. Then, while I rode my power chair, we went for a walk about downtown on the way back to Garden Court. The weather was gorgeous at 70 degrees. I guess we got a taste of spring weather because tomorrow is going to be a colder day and back to winter weather. Ugh!
My Day Today
I will not say my day was a bad one because it was a great day. A new week will begin soon enough, too,
