Monday, June 24th
There is a wonderful documentary on Netflix called Remembering Gene Wilder that I recommended to mom, and she watched it, so she was definitely up to watch all of his movies. M and I both love the Mel Brooks-directed classic Blazing Saddles, so we decided to start there. Well, I decided to have us start there. Since I am the one without a lot of free will in my life, I have sort of taken over movie selection for us. I am a magnanimous dictator who allows other people their opinion, and then overrules it if I don't like that opinion. I have definitely picked some movies from the 80s or 90s that did not age well, but they were funny. Mostly. This movie, anyway, is an undeniable classic.
I had an especially good time seeing Humphrey. I have been really wanting to talk to him so I got in touch with my friend the animal communicator and she told me to talk to Humphrey and tell him my questions and we would talk later. She knows I have some ability to talk directly to him. So I have been doing that and although I question myself constantly, I have felt like I have been talking directly to him. Then, when we got to see each other in person, he definitely seemed different. He paid a lot of attention to me and, at one point, was grooming a lot of my left arm. He has done that before and mom and M get nervous as they watch my skin get red and raw. I, on the other hand, enjoy having a physical reminder of Humphrey’s love for me. Who wouldn't enjoy having a cat’s rough tongue slowly strip away their outer layers of skin?
Tuesday, June 25th
My massage lady was back and we were both looking forward to seeing each other. Then she called when she was checking in downstairs and asked about the sign notifying people that there was an active outbreak of Covid on my floor. She has never had Covid, but even more worrying for her was the fact that she has another client after me who is an older man and she didn't want to expose him to anything. So, in an abundance of caution, she decided not to see me today. That's disappointing, but I understand. If people understood all the regulations and precautions that happen during a full-blown outbreak, they would not be so nervous visiting once it was clear.
Wednesday, June 26th
Last Wednesday, when I finished my first shower in 10 days, I said to myself, Well, I'm good for a week. I didn't think that was going to be taken literally! I had a nice, thorough shower with S, who is my alternate good morning CNA. If I want to do anything outside the normal routine, she really gets bent out of shape. Or maybe she's having a bad day. Anyway, she gave me a good shower.
Mom came by in the afternoon to work on my arm and feed me dinner. We ended up watching the latest Last Week Tonight, which I watch religiously. Of course, we both enjoyed it. I had fun sharing that with her.
Thursday, June 27th
I'm nearly finished with my essay for next month and my therapist had heard the draft that was ready last week. It had changed since then, so I read her the latest version, which she liked. I just have to finish the last paragraph and it will be ready for publishing in a few days. I also told her about Humphrey and his grooming. It did get angry for a day, but it is healing quite nicely and I predict it will be all closed up tonight or tomorrow morning. It was good to treat the area, but it was certainly not a big deal and I would be happy if he did it again next Monday. I will tell him about it and ask that he either groom my whole arm or don't do so much in one place. It will be a good test to see if he hears me.
Friday, June 28th
I am going to go to Mom's tomorrow so mom and my sister can do some ear-coning on me. That is an easy, non-invasive way of removing earwax. I have done it on and off for the last 25 years. Because it involves burning a hollow cone in your ear, I have not been able to do it for the last almost 3 years. My ears have been getting filled to the brim with wax and I really want to get it out. I called The Cab and that was a little bit of a deal but I am finally all set. I won't be able to lie on a bed on my side but my wheelchair can become very flat so it will be a close facsimile of lying down. I need to find someone who does this in Honolulu so I am not dependent on my sister and my mom to be able to get it done.
Saturday, June 29th
The pick-up was for 11 AM, which was late enough for M to do other things before having to get me up. I convinced the nurse to let them take me down so I could be waiting for the accessible van before it came. The CNA who brought me down left me to wait at the front and then ended up being 15 minutes late, so I had a nice wait outside. That was a nice change of scenery. Then we got to Mom's and I forced myself to stay calm as they brought out instructions that come with the ear cones. It really irks me that my sister does not give me any credit for knowing how to do something I've been doing for 25 years. Anyway, they got stuff out of my ears. More from the left, but the right will empty during the second run. It was also good to see Humphrey, although we spent a good portion of time with me not paying much attention to him.
Sunday, June 30th
I got an OK night’s sleep and one of the first things that happened when I woke up was that they gave me an antigen test. Some of my very astute readers will note the problem, but hold on, I have a story to tell. That was the usual thing to have happen and I didn't object. A little later on, M came in wearing full protective gear, telling me the test was positive and I would not be able to have my shower. Crap! After she left, I called my mom and sister and told them about the test so they could make sure they were both clear. I also called the taxi company and told them so the driver could check himself.
A little later on, the nurse came by and told me since I had just gotten through having Covid, it would be in me for at least a month and any antigen test would show positive. So I basically taught the hospital how to deal with residents who go out after having had Covid. And all it cost me was my shower. Imagine a string of curse words appropriate to the situation. I will be waiting eagerly for my next shower on Wednesday. Too bad I have a doctors appointment on Tuesday. Blech!
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