Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Doc, Chicken, and Tummy

My west coast medical advisor,* Ellen, met me at the doctor's at 9:45, but we weren't called for some time; Dr. J. did apologize for the wait. After a fair amount of explanation and discussion, she said I should see Dr. Chondta, the colon guy. El thinks I didn't continue to take the medication (like Prilosec) after the first month. I honestly don't remember if I did, but nevertheless, Dr. J. said to resume it, also to take the vitamin D, as my levels are low. In my defense, the reason I stopped the D was because the colon doc said my blood work was fine, but okay, okay, I'll resume it. Speaking of that, Dr. J. wants me to get bloodwork in October and see her in November.
El and I then went directly to CVS to pick up the ulcer stuff and she advised me to take it when I got home, although it's supposed to be taken in the morning. Okay, I did that. Had salad for lunch, then the rest of the cooked pork loin and yes, my stomach hurt a bit later, but Tums took care of it. I saw that you're not supposed to take more than 10 Tums per day, so I won't.
After that, I ran errands: to the post office to send off darling great-grandson Tristan's birthday card and present; to Quest to make an appointment for October (and fasting, drat it!); to Kohl's to take back one pocketbook and buy another.
Called my friend, Sailboat Sue, to see if she was still going to the BCCC picnic today. She'll try,but she's had some medical problems and wasn't sure if she would make it. She gets a stress test on Thursday afternoon, but before that, we're both going to attend a SCAN session called "Life." That's quite a euphemism, as it concerns assisted suicide issues.
I had been defrosting a whole chicken in the refrig and now oiled and seasoned it and popped it in the oven. I knew it would take close to two hours to cook and, although I don't usually do this, I went out to the store while it was in. Had some for dinner--very yummy and I'll probably be eating it for days.
AND--un-friggin'-believable: My stomach gave me no problem at all last night! And that was after I snacked on fruit, cheese crackers, peanuts, and raisins. I slept better than I have been lately, too. Darned if Ellen's nagging about taking the stuff didn't turn out to be right!
*Jersey Medical Advisor also reads this blog. It's nice neither one sends me a bill--uh-oh, hope I didn't give them ideas.

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

My Innards

Stomach acted up a bit some time after (truncated, as before) breakfast, but I corralled it with Tums. I started writing down when and what I eat and when--or if--my stomach ache comes back. Maybe that would help the doctor today.
Went to Sears at the mall and took back the tops I had bought the other day--they were a little tight and I didn't like them that much, anyway. Stopped at Target to look at pocketbooks, but I didn't see anything I like better than the one from Kohl's, so thought I'd keep that. Changed my mind later--I think it's too small--so will return and look for another.
Had pork loin from the other night and half an acorn squash for lunch. Recorded that with the time--1:00--and by 5:00, hadn't had any problem with my innards.
Did wash. Funny--it's now seeming perfectly natural and normal to have to put the hamper (it's net) in the cart and pull it to the laundry place, load a washer, then go back to dry, and again to fold and retrieve. It no longer seems much of a chore, which is just as well.
Had shrimp and the other half of the acorn squash for dinner. Later, during my hour of T.V., I had diet soda and a bowl of fruit, then went to bed at 9:30. Woke up with stomach ache two hours later, but took Tums, then slept well.

Monday, July 25, 2016

Pleasant Day

After a rocky start, it turned out to be a very pleasant day. Having hardly slept, then developing another stomach ache, I wasn't even sure I wanted to meet El. I did feel a bit better, but not entirely, after coffee and just a kind of half breakfast--one slice of toast with cottage cheese.
Enjoyed a return call from my friend and had a good talk. They were in Pennsylvania and will hit southern Jersey today. When I asked how many states they've visited so far, the total was eleven--and counting. They're going to be heading back to New Mexico taking the southern route, so that will add more to their itinerary.
Went to El's as planned, but we decided to skip the harbor, which was probably jammed packed, in favor of Hill Street Cafe and its gratis mimosas. I had a crustless quiche and incredibly, after half of that and a mimosa with two refills (these are extremely slender glasses that probably hold no more than three ounces), my tummy felt fine.
After, we decided against swimming, although it was very hot (for here). El suggested we get a movie and we did, the Sally Field one called Hello, My Name is Doris. It was anything but profound, but cute and we enjoyed it.
When the movie was over, El started quizzing me on my stomach problem. She thinks it's a return of the ulcer, but I think it's diverticulosis. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and we'll discuss with the doc; El said she'd go with me, which is a good idea.
I had no gastric problems until I got home, about 5:30, then the same ache developed. It seems to originate in my middle, then travels to my right breast. Tums seem to help for a time and I did sleep fairly well.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

A Variety and Sleep

A pretty good getting-things-done day. I walked the walk at Kimball, did some houseworky things after breakfast, and--to an extent--cleaned out some of my one and only closet. Went to the library and picked up my Babe Ruth bio (which seems to me very well done, by the way), then went to AAA, as I was a little unsure about my policy. That was settled quickly and I also gave them my new CALIFORNIA! license number.
Went home and called my friend, Marge. She's out of rehab, but her health is still very fragile. Called Betty and it turns out, there doesn't seem to be a continuing problem. She said they were going to dismiss her yesterday, but she asked to stay another day, presumably because she likes it there.
About 2:30, I called El to ask is she wanted to go to the pool. Yes, she said, and I went to her place. The pool was heavenly and we stayed for an hour or two, then chatted in her patio. We made a date for lunch today, down at the harbor unless it's terribly crowded, then we'll go elsewhere.
Unfortunately, I had a terrible time even getting to sleep last night. I don't think I slept more than an hour, if that. Not sure whether I'll walk or not, I'm so draggy.

Saturday, July 23, 2016


Went to T.O.P.S. knowing I had gained, but with me, if I keep skipping, I tend not to go back, so I went. I was okay with the fact that I gained only a pound; will try to take it off and more for next week.
After, I talked in the parking lot with a fellow member, Louise H., who lost her (ex) husband last month. We had a long talk and she may walk with me at Kimball, which I want to resume today.
Went to WinCo to stock up, then made a big salad I enjoyed for lunch. It's pretty warm, so I thought I'd go to the pool, but decided I didn't have time before I left for the library, then to the Friday wine and musicale at The Townhomes. Put pork loin in the slow cooker along with my usual "gravy."
Showered, then went to the library to pick up the book I wanted to get yesterday (but didn't have my card). To my annoyance, it was closed "due to the heat." Hey, it was only 76 degrees, what gives? I spoke to a young woman in the parking lot and she said she had complained to the county library director about various problems there. She gave me the director's info and I may add my negative comment to hers.
Went from there to The Townhomes, where I met Carole and Doris. I gave the information from Council on Seniors to the activities director and she asked me to send her more info on classes at the Adult Center. Met two recent residents named Kathy and Lee, a guy. They aren't married or related, in fact, just met yesterday themselve. I liked them both and gave both my card; told Kathy (Barrister? She said her husband had had a construction business) if she e-mailed me, I'd send her information on Beach Cities Neighbors and Newcomers.
When I got home, I had a message from Betty and called her back. She was to leave California yesterday, but didn't. It seems she started bleeding again and is in the hospital in L.A. Nothing has been decided yet as to why and the doc said her platelet count did not indicate it was the Von Wilbrawn (?) problem. I asked her to let me know when she hears anything definite.
Had the pork for dinner and it was excellent. Got an annoying third call from Time Warner; I don't even want to recount the snafus going on there, but the upshot was, I got them to agree to continue my monthly charge at the promotional fee.

Friday, July 22, 2016

Happy Day!

Oh, joy! I thought yesterday would turn out lousy because it started out that way. I had fallen asleep easily, as I always do, and got up for the usual about 3 am. After that, I tossed and turned and rolled around--it was just impossible to go back to sleep. Naturally, I started worrying about this and that, notably that I hadn't gotten my California license yet and I was afraid I'd be nabbed and fined and.... Anyway, I think I fell back to sleep--fitfully--about 6:00, but woke at 7:30 and got up (groan).
After breakfast, I decided to go to the DMV and at least acclimate myself to the building (I've done this before) I had my preliminary papers with me, though, and I found myself marching up to the testing area and asking to take the test.
Now I've been dithering about this for more than the year since I moved here. I just had this terrible premonition that I'd fail, take it again and fail, a third time and fail, and I'd never get my CA license. I was also terribly nervous about taking the road test. I don't know why I felt this way--just an irrational fear, as some people have of black cats or something.
Anyway, I took it and I passed! And I found I didn't have to take a road test! And I got an interim license and was told I'd be sent the permanent one! I couldn't believe it! I was so excited and so happy I almost danced out of there!
So I went looking for handbags. I had bought one the other day at Kohl's, but I'm not sure I like it. Went to Penney's and spent a good hour there looking at one pocketbook after the other. If I liked the configurations--size, pockets, zippers, etc.--I found the colors hideous. I was on the verge of buying one, but decided to look at other stores. Went down to Sears and found nothing (although I did come across a nice top on sale, which I bought). I still want to look around further.
Home, I got a lovely Skype call from Tokyo and enjoyed K., a remarkable cheerful, talkative, inventive child, who pointed out his birthday on the calendar page for September and informed me he was cooking up more calendar pages for his train to eat. Was "with" him and his Dad for quite a while, but said goodbye so they could get ready to go to "Joyful," the park nearby.
After that, I zipped up to the library to pick up a book I had requested (a bio of Babe Ruth). I was chagrinned o realize I had left my wallet on my bed--it's almost never out of my purse--so I couldn't get the book. I was also alarmed to realize my new interim license was in there, too, but got home without incident.
El called; she and Greg had had a nice time in Pismo Beach and she thanked me for feeding Sebastian. I hope to see her soon.

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

A Day

Skipped breakfast at my usual time and got dressed for the Council for Seniors meeting. First went to feed Sebastian--El's is in the opposite direction and I thought I'd be late for the 9:30 meeting, but wasn't.
Doris greeted me when I came in and we sat in the first row. The program was pretty interesting, as one of my fellow board members, Carol L., talked about her disabilities and presented the "Call Me Capable" game, which she invented. It was fun and interesting; here's Carol's web site: Neither Doris nor I stayed for the $3 lunch, but we'll see each other at The Townhomes tomorrow for the wine/music thing. I volunteered to distribute some flyers there on a senior gathering.
Betty called. She was at Stephen's, as she's going back to Jersey this morning. She said she had spent five hours in the hospital on Tuesday because she thought the polyps that had been cauterized had broken or something. It seems not, but I think they were re-cauterized.
I had seen a piece in The Breeze about a group of people who meet at a restaurant not far from me. People were invited to go and I decided to. I was surprised that there were about twenty people there, all senior citizens. I was asked to introduce myself, did so, and also identified myself as a pacifist. I was pleased that a man said he was, also.
The discussion was, wouldn't you know, one of my least favorite topics, the election. One guy--there's always one who tries to dominate any group--handed out several papers that listed all the reasons why Hillary should be elected. Like him, the group included a number of neo-liberals, awful bores, as well as passionate conservatives. Anyway, it was mildly interesting and, of course, I put in my two cents freely. That included my half-believed theory that the dems and repubs got together to try o figure out how to elect Hillary, even though she's thoroughly despised, so they could go on their merry ways of plundering the country and killing overseas. I know, says some genius, we'll put up an absolute horror of a candidate, so the neo-libs will swallow the lesser evil idea and elect her. The group seems a little dazed at that idea, but were polite.
Anyway, it was okay, but at first, I wasn't sure if I'd go back. However, I was fascinated by a very--very--large woman who came in. She was wearing a flowered shift, jewelery and makeup and had an exceeding blonde Dutch boy bob. The minute I saw her I thought of Lily McBeth and yes, from some of her comments, I believe she's transgender. That makes it more interesting to me and I'd like to get to know her, so will definitely go next week.

Routines and Regina

After the usual--coffee and computer--I drove over to feed Sebastian. Also cleaned his litter box (ugh!), took the paper in, and checked this and that. Didn't have breakfast until after 10:00 and I then did the laundry routine: wash, dry, retrieve and fold. In between, I went to the office to ask about the procedure for moving--or not--and discussed it with Chastity. I had been told the new lease amount was "negotiable," but will have to talk to Jamel, the office manager about it. Lease is up September 21, so I'd have to give them notice a month earlier. Still mulling it over.
I called my Florida bro, Larry, about his and Helen's recent move closer to their daughters. He said they're getting settled in, but there's still a lot to do. At 84 (Larry) and 82, that's a big move. The house they bought isn't that small: three beds, two baths, and they're having a new kitchen and bath installed. They had lived in the other house more than fifty years and, with seven children, it was substantial with five bedrooms, three and a half baths, and a good-sized pool. I talked to Helen, too, who sounds fine although she and Larry both said she "isn't as mobile" as she used to be. I know she's had hip and knee replacements; wish the results had been better.
Went to the library and took some of the snacks that had been left for Mike and the girls at the motel. Asked Lori, the branch manager, if they'd like them for their break room. Yes, she said, and was very appreciative.
Got a call from my friend, Doris, who asked if I'd like to go with her and Carole to a "Vino and Casino" but trip near San Luis Obispo in August. Oh, yes, indeed, I would, and I called the number she gave me immediately. The woman on the other end asked my name, address, phone number, e-mail, date of birth--I thought she'd ask height and weight while she was at it--and only then, casually mentioned that the bus was filled. Damn!Why didn't she tell me that in the first place? However, she put me on the waiting list in case somebody cancels and said I was number one.
I was shocked to see on Facebook that my sister-in-law, Regina, has died. You'd think her children, my husband's nieces and nephews and my children's first cousins, might to let me know personally. The hell with all of them.
All right, after I posted it, Regina's daughter, my husband's niece, sent me a private message on FB saying she had tried to make contact. Seems to me the fact that she had none of my information is telling in itself. Where was she these almost seven years since Pat died?
Stir-fried onions, garlic, and green peppers, added ground meat and had it for din-din, then went over to feed Sebastian. Council on Seniors meeting after that.