Monday, January 6th
Mom and I both remembered this movie as a taut thriller we enjoyed. Oh, how foolish we were in our younger days! M helpfully pointed out the gaping logic holes as we laughed at the absurdities of the film. Why didn't Nicole Kidman brutally shoot Billy Zane in the chest with her spear gun when she had the chance? Didn't she know leaving him alive was not the right thing to do? I guess she had some qualms about being alone with a dead body while Sam Neil made his way back to her. Or she didn't know the trope that the bad guy always comes back in the end. It was early in her career.
Mom and M also hung the photo of my first two cats, Kula and Poki. It's a picture I took when they were three years old in my old apartment in Venice. They are both lying on a rug I had, staring up at the camera. The picture reminds me of a time when I was able-bodied and still fully participating in life. When Humphrey was alive, he was my main focus, but now I think about all three cats. It's really nice having the three of them all in one corner of the room.
Of course, there has to be something that is not quite right. I asked M to make sure there was room between Humphrey’s picture and the picture of the two cats. There is, he said as he pressed the picture into place. He was looking at it straight on, but I am looking at it 5 feet below him and from that angle, the half inch of room he left was erased. Let it go, I told myself. It's not a big deal, I said through gritted teeth. Thank you! I do appreciate him doing this for me.
Tuesday, January 7th
I should have gotten up for my massage, but I didn't get my shower on Sunday. Mom had visited me on Saturday and instead of giving me a shower that day when they had the manpower, they deferred. I told my helper to let me know if it was for a shower. For everyone else, visitors interrupt the normal routine. I am lucky enough to have mom visit three times a week, which means the routine takes the lead. Anyway, I did not feel like getting in my chair.
I like R a lot, but I have been waiting for J to come back. She has been on the mainland helping to take care of her best friend who has breast cancer. Yikes! She can take as long as she wants to deal with that and then recover from dealing with that. Unfortunately, there will be an end date at some point. That's the crappy thing about cancer. (and crappy is the polite word I'm using.) Most of the time, you do not get over cancer. I haven't had any immediate experience with it, but it is a bitch.
Wednesday, January 8th
My CNA gave me a shower early in the morning, which was lucky as the shower room was closed for repairs soon after. Missing one shower in a week is tolerable, but missing both showers would be very bad. Maybe it is just my CNA, but she doesn't do a bed bath. She will wash your Lemonpari area (genitals) well but that's it. When I was living on Maui, I got a bed bath that was a full substitute for a regular shower. That was a very different situation than this one. You get a lot more out of your CNA when you are their only patient.
Thursday, January 9th
My day to see Freddie! We spread out the red snowflake blanket on top of my bed and that is his boundary. He walked around the bed and settled in various places. One of the places was close to me! Yippee! I could work a little harder on connecting with him. My therapist definitely encourages that with him, but I am a little hesitant since I want to wait for a cat that is mine. I should probably talk to her about that.
Mom visited in the afternoon and we had a nice time hanging out.
Friday, January 10th
My mind is a blank about what I did today. I've been so good about Monday through Thursday. I feel like I am failing a class by missing today. Oh well.
Saturday, January 11th
I have not been following the news much this year so this is the first day I heard about the fires in LA. Now, of course, it is all I think about. Mom brought lunch and I got a local staple called Loco Moco, which is a hamburger on a bed of rice covered in gravy and topped with a sunny side up egg. Everybody has their own version of it. Some places ask how you would like the hamburger cooked and everyone has their own gravy. So I thought I would try Diamond Head Grill’s version.
They are obviously choosing quantity over quality, as the takeout container was overflowing with rice. The hamburger was also a ginormous preformed patty with no flavor. The gravy was tasty and the egg was perfectly cooked, so the yolk added to the gravy. Ultimately, it was fine, but I will not be reordering that at the grill.
Sunday, January 12th
S was my CNA this morning and when I told her I had a phone appointment at 10:30 a.m., she said I could eat breakfast or I could get a shower before 1030, but I couldn't do both. So I chose the shower. I really like getting that done early in the day. I hate getting undressed and showering in the afternoon. We just finished everything and got me back in bed when my sister arrived.
We had a good session over Zoom and, at the end, when we realized she had not been recording anything, she recorded a summary of everything we did. That made it stick in my mind a bit more because it can be cumbersome to playback the Zoom recording because it requires you to put in a passcode. Anyway, he got that done and then I had my time with my sister, although it was another quick visit.
We were able to buy the T-shirt I wanted from the UCLA Store. I first tried to buy it myself and it took me so long to enter everything that the session timed out by the end of it. Then I tried with my massage therapist, but it didn't accept my credit card. My sister used my bank card and that worked! So I have the shirt from my high school, three fun t-shirts, and the shirt from UCLA. A whole new wardrobe! And they are big t-shirts that will be very easy to put on me! We will get them labeled and I'm sure there will be photos of me in them you will see.
When my sister was gone, I worked on the essay about the fires and sent it to my guy so he could post it, which he did that day. I wanted to get it out of there early because I had made some predictions. I debated with myself about if I was even allowed to talk about a city I had not lived in for 20 years, but I realized I was current with people who lived in the city, so I still had a connection. I noticed how much I was seeking approval from the people who live there. I just really love LA and will defend it as long as I have breath.
The photo of this week is me with the Loco Moco I had for lunch yesterday. I am getting better about being aware that I need a photo for the blog every week, and I don't have a cat as my backup. So this is what you get! Have a great week and stay safe!
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