Well, my dentist appointment went well. Nothing new has appeared. Still, while going to the office, I saw a baby possum! It was near a wall. I was worried for it since it was in broad daylight, but my mom said I could do nothing for it. I told the dentist about it before we got started. The possum was no longer where I saw it though.
It seems there had been a mother possum who had a litter of about seven. Four were scooped up the first day and three others were found playing later. So, they will not be on the look out for the one I saw and hopefully look after it until it can go out into the wild.
It really reminded me of the few animals/creatures I have tried to save. It also reminded me of Peabody. Sigh.
The next day went pretty much the same way as usual. Since I got on MySpace, I looked up two people. I never knew them well, but I remember something good about them. I always wanted to thank them even though they likely never realized what they did would mean so much to me. They likely don’t remember me or what they did even.
Well, I sent them both messages to show my thanks. I rather hope to not get responses, but if it happens, it happens. Now there is only one other person under this category I’d like to write a thank you to. I just don’t know how to contact him. Sigh.
Friday was as normal a day as any other than that I was dead to the world most of it. I was tired. Why, I never know in this scenario. My body just said, “I don’t care if you slept last night, I want to sleep now.”
Saturday my dad forgot to wake me up at six to take my pill. I woke up on my own at 6:40. I wasn’t too pleased, but I was ready this time. I got up, got my pill and then got on the treadmill. ‘Took my shower after that and by then an hour has passed. I eat.
It seems that last time didn’t teach my dad a thing. He said, “Well, its Saturday. It’s okay. Just sleep in.”
Uh, no, Dad. This has nothing to do with sleep. This has to do with an ulcer in my stomach. I need that pill and I need to eat at seven. Just eating at seven means I haven’t eaten for eight hours. The longest I should really let “pass” is six. Eating at eight more or less means I haven’t eaten for nine hours. Damn it, I don’t want my ulcer acting up. I was screwed over due to blood tests and then because of the trip Mom and I took last weekend. I don’t need more things to screw me over. Jeez.
Well, I hit the bed again after that. I woke up around 11:30 and we left for the grocery store. We did that, got home, unpacked and I ate lunch by one. ‘Good thing I snacked on those crackers before we left. While it seems to have affected my stomach none, I did become freakishly dizzy from low blood sugar. Oi.
Later on my mom had some errands to run, so I went along since she wanted company. We stopped by a fabric store. We didn’t know it would be a circus in there – literally. Yes, we enter and circus music was playing. Some workers were dressed as clowns and a guy was dressed as a ring master.
My first thought was about those people with phobias. The clown one came to mind first. Then the crowd one came along. There was a lot of noise. I even thought of something I heard of about how restaurants don’t sing happy birthday or whatever their thing is to people unless asked to.
“They should have put a warning sign about there being clowns in here.” I concluded.
I wondered if anyone asked the workers to do tricks only to find they couldn’t. I also wondered if a hapless clown fearing person entered and suddenly turned white from fear. I shook my head. The music was annoying.
Well, despite the surroundings my mom tried to get what she needed. I mentioned my thoughts and I guess she feared I was getting anxious. She asked if I’d like to go back to the car. I declined. I actually do have a car phobia when it comes down to me turning one on. It was hot out, so for me to stay in the car to wait, I’d fry. I’d need to turn the A/C on or roll down the windows. Both required starting the car. I passed.
I was sent on some thread runs as my mom worked on looking for the right fabrics. How I made my way around reminded me of the hallways in school. I’d always be in a hurry. I don’t like crowds, I don’t like waiting in loud ones. So, like in my past, I darted, swerved, jumped and whatnot to get through it. I was happy to know I still have my touch.
I got the thread on my own, since the workers were too busy. It took me a while, but I found the evil thing. I returned to my mom. I think around that time I began to get a headache from the music. I followed my mother around since I already knew the place easily enough.
She sends me on another thread run. This one was annoying. She wanted cotton thread for machine quilting. It needed to go with certain purples because she intends to make a quilt for my sister. The signs weren’t as helpful. I finally find three different colors of thread, show it to her and find out it was polyester!
I growled and went back. I was directed to a certain brand. I picked out three kinds of colors since my mom wanted two. She looked through them and picked one. She wanted another one like it. She had said she wanted two. Not two that were of the same color! I growled again and went back to replace the others and grab one more.
My mom asked again about going to the car. I shook my head. I had my iPod with me, but that wouldn’t help. I’d have to turn it up loud to drown out the rest of the noise and that would just make my headache worse. So I stayed.
We finally get everything and go to checkout. It was around the end did my mom remember something else. Luckily for me she was tired of the place as well. We left.
My mother didn’t like it, I didn’t like it and I learned first hand on what the figurative phrase of “It was a circus in there!” meant. Now, sure, it was themed as one, but it was a costumed workplace and thus was like one. I figure a real circus would make me have a nervous breakdown.
Well, after that we went to a calmer place: Walgreen’s. My mom needed to pick up my ulcer medicine and something of hers. I meandered as she did such. In the end they screwed up my stuff again. She had to pay for it. She was very annoying. Later that night she said she suffered from “Walgreen’s PTSD”.
Well, we were both thirsty by then, so we stopped for drinks. We then headed to a different store that is only partially fabrics. She went in there to get the item she forgot and I rested in the car as I drank a strawberry smoothie. When that was done, we went home by five.
I settled myself on the outside porch and sang while swinging. Yeah, we have a bench swing. when I was very little I had a tendency to sing while swinging on a swing set during recess at school. I found it very relaxing and still do. I cannot sing that well anymore. I think it is due to my dry throat and who knows what else. Still, it is soothing. Fifteen to thirty minutes may have passed. After that I went into my room and my mom had gone to the gym.
She returned and we settled down to watch TV. Dad brought home some Chinese and I was very happy. I was craving fried rice since Thursday. The night ended as usual after that. I stayed up longer than usual though. I was fiddling with one of my pictures. I finished it earlier this month, but went back to it. I like it more now.
Sunday was pretty much the same. I did sleep ten minutes past the time my dad woke me up to eat my first meal of the day, but it was okay since I did take my Nexium on time. I eventually fell back to sleep sometime later and woke once more around twelve. I spent my day mainly in my room, left to eat lunch and do a few chores. Though yeah, mainly I was just in my room.
Around five thirty I meandered out due to hunger. By six, dinner was ready. I was grateful. I had garlic mash potatoes since I can’t have lasagna. Man, I miss tomato sauces. Sigh. After that the night went on as usual.
While Mom and I got ready to retreat to our rooms for the night, I saw how ratty her dog looked. Yeah, he was given a bath that afternoon, but it dried terribly. I grabbed a brush and began working on it. I managed to tame one side of his body down and my mom got in a few brushes before I mentioned she should go to bed.
I stayed and worked on him longer. I am not a dog person, but I don’t hate dogs. It must have been pretty strange for him to have me “pampering” him. I found it pretty odd myself. Ah, my issues with certain “untidy” things. He looked like a mess, I had to fix it. Heh.
By 9:30 I decided to quit. Now I am here finishing this. Next month I have the “haircut expedition” coming up on the 8th and a doctor’s appointment on the 19th.

Well, there was something I didn’t learn about until a day before, so Thursday was busy. Those blood tests mentioned a while ago for the physical… yeah, I went in for that around eight in the morning with my mom. We were there for about an hour. Since I hadn’t eaten for over Twelve hours my chest was starting to bother me, so yeah, my ulcer is still healing.
We stopped at IHOP to my delight. Their hash browns are good. After we ate it was time to do errands. Something was up with insurance coverage, so my mom was having an issue over losing around eighty bucks that shouldn’t have been charged. We were there for almost two hours. The bright sun outside and the fluorescent lights of the store left me very out of it.
When that was finally over we stopped at a consignment shop my mom takes her old clothes to. The ones that weren’t taken went to the Salvation Army. After that, Mom stopped by the small mall-thing and got some mascara. Then we finally went home. It was around twelve-thirty then.
Mom ate lunch and we watched some television until our second winds came along. Around one-twenty we then left to a bank. My mom made an account and we got to sit there for a gloriously long time as well.
We finally got back home and I ate a small lunch at two-fifteen. Mom got ready to go to the gym and I stayed up for an hour until I could finally collapse, since I didn’t sleep much the night before.
So, from about three-thirty to seven-forty I was dead to the world. Mom woke me up, wanted to watch some shows and so I rose. I had a bowl of cereal and joined her. She told me the rest of her day and I asked about our plans for Friday. By ten, we called it a day. She got ready for bed and I got on here to type all this.
Well, Friday was pretty busy. I woke up at five to take the Nexium and then ate around six. At seven I hit the treadmill and got my shower in at eight. Around nine-thirty my mom and I left for our trip. She stopped to fill up the car and we were off.
We got into town around twelve-thirty. It took a while for us to find my sister’s apartment because my mom completely forgot she moved to a different area in the complex and then had no idea where to find her area. After a while I took lead and we found my sister.
We stopped in, talked and finally hit the road again. We headed to where my great aunt lives and stopped by the cemetery to place flowers down. It was April tenth, the same day my grandfather died. Sadly, I really don’t remember him.
Well, we piled back in and then ate lunch. I really needed it because I hadn’t eaten since six. That is about seven or so hours of not eating. We stopped at a small shop. I had a club sandwich, my mom a veggie burger and my sister pork loins. We ate, we became full and then we left.
Then we visited my great aunt. We hugged and caught up. My mom talked about my Dad’s eye surgery and the whole thing about her phone. My sister and I looked through a photo album and eventually Karin arrived. She’s my mother’s cousin.  More talking commenced.
Eventually we rose and went to the dining area. My great aunt made some peach cobbler and fixed up some tea. I avoided due to my ulcer, but I have never liked cobbler anyways, so it was fine. There was more talk and I got around to mentioning family some.
Well, my mom and I needed to hit the road again, so we said out goodbyes and looked outside to see a pig had gotten loose in my great aunt’s property. We left then and headed back for my sister’s apartment. On our way back something happened that caused traffic to pick up and the access road was in a very interesting condition.
We got to my sister’s place, relaxed some and they looked up on the net to see what happened. It was relayed to me and then my sister showed a bride’s maid dress she’d be wearing in a week or two to a friend’s wedding.
We soon left after that. I fell asleep the rest of the trip. We got home around seven and I worked on making myself something to eat since it had been over the time I’m supposed to eat. I told my mom the past two days really screwed me over and that she was out to ruin all my progress in fighting this ulcer I have.
Well, the rest of the night is a blur to me. I checked some places and decided to join Myspace of all things. Yeah, it is pretty bizarre for me to do such a thing, but after talking to my sister, I thought it wouldn’t hurt. It is the only way I’d be able to contact a few of my old friends to see how they are doing.
Another thing happened. I have recently gone to a site where people can meet. I made my profile and was apparently winked. I had no idea what a wink was and so looked it up. The concept made me uncomfortable, but I answered anyway.
Saturday came up and my dad helped screw my schedule up even more. I hadn’t eaten since seven the night before. I didn’t wake up until eleven the next morning! He said he didn’t want to wake me up since I was so exhausted. I was fretting in my mind, “So you’d rather my ulcer to start hurting me again!?”
I ate some cereal, took a shower and talked with my mom.
Around twelve my dad comes around and wants to go to the grocery store. When I told him how long I went without eating, he looked at me and gave that “Aww, why’d you do such a thing” voice and look. That annoyed me. If he had woken me up like he was supposed to I would have gotten my medicine in me and would have eaten. Screw my exhaustion. I would have simply gone back to sleep after the pill and eating.
Sigh.
Well, we went to the store, got groceries, I put them up and eventually collapsed again due to the past two days catching up on me. I woke again around five-thirty, which was lucky since that was only six hours since I last ate. I fixed up a peanut butter sandwich and ate.
I’ve been up since then, reading, sorting crystals and ultimately getting to know that guy who winked me. Pretty much he just wanted to get to know me a bit and that made me feel more at ease. Yeah, he read my response and we started talking around six-thirty. So far he is nice and we have simply exchanged emails. He lives up in the central area of the east coast. He is eight years older than me and lives in a town smaller than mine!
So far, I really haven’t much to say to this. It is really the first time I’ve ever done such a thing, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt. I need to socialize more and I really have no way to do such other than on the Internet.
Anyway, we stopped around ten-thirty. I then made my midnight meal and resumed my reading. I went to bed around one, I believe.
I woke briefly to take my Nexium around six and then woke up at seven. I ate my usual oatmeal and an hour later I hit the treadmill. After taking a shower, the day has been pretty slow. Come ten or so my father and I went to the grocery store to pick up a few items.
We got back, I snacked on some grapes and crackers and then organized some more. I have a ton of tumbled crystals and it is now getting hard to keep them in order. After spending an hour or so on that, I finished what I could and got to reading.
I just now finished lunch and have finished writing this. The rest of the day will likely be spent reading. My eldest brother and his girlfriend should be dropping by for dinner. Other than that nothing much comes up other than that I will have a dentist appointment on the fifteenth.

Well, as mentioned in my last entry my mom had her urinary issues, well while she was in the middle of that allergies, a cold or something started up. So, like in year 2007, she was hacking away. Pretty much my poor mom was miserable for an extra week.
She eventually got a new phone recently. Apparently I got my lack of updating my technology from my mom. When she went to get a new phone, the person laughed when she told him she had it since 2003. Basically it was like when Shred learned I had a computer with only 9 GB of storage back in 2005. Heh.
Other than that things have been as usual, I suppose. My chest is starting to feel better and we’ve been able to eat out again. Rice is my friend. I still have a few twinges here and there, but it might be due to sleeping on my left side at night.
Sunday I did goof on my medicine though. I was missing one of my pills and grabbed the bottles in sight. I didn’t realize they were my mom’s pill bottles and not my own, however. Her sleep meds are the same size, shape and have a slit through the middle. I took the sleeping pill with my others. I was out. I didn’t realize this until later that night when I was refilling my pill holder.
Monday was the usual other than that I had four full loads of laundry when I usually have two at most. Then there was the two loads of dishes to clean from the night before and this morning. Also, I did 4.4 mph for 1/4 a mile. With such an add-on I walk 2.25 miles in forty-two minutes. At most my weak ankle is a bit off and my throat was very dry on the 4.4… Yosh.
Anyway, this Easter holiday my mom and I will leave to see my great aunt and leave flowers on my grandparents’ graves. I’ll likely see my sister as well. After all that, I will have my appointment with the dentist on the fifteenth if I have the date right.
Yep, that is it.

Well, I went for my physical on Saint Patrick’s Day. I’m overall fine. I’m going to be on Nexium for two months to see if my ulcer/whatever clears up. If not, I’ll see a gastroenterologist? I think that is the word. Anyway, they ran an EKG just in case and I’m doing just fine. Everything has checked out so far. During Easter I’ll go in later for the blood work and such.
My mom went with me, as we always have our appointments on the same day. She had a clean bill of health minus some ear wax build up. Well, that didn’t last long. Friday night something started. She went to the ER to have it checked out Sunday and is now on some meds. She thinks it is a urinary thing.
To add on to all of this, my brother came by for dinner and later asks about my dad’s eye. Apparently he has complained to my brother during his visit about his eye bothering him – so much for letting the members of the family he lives with know. Well, be it by my mom or someone else in the family, my dad will get his eye checked on. Last thing needed is some sort of infection and all that.
Monday I went to the dentist for my usual check up. I seem to be doing well. She says I am taking care of my teeth just fine. I spoke about my change of diet and asked questions. If anything, I’ll likely add in some fluoride mouthwash. It seems all my teeth issues were from my time of drinking so much soda due to dry mouth. Yeah, I’ll be paying for that the rest of my life I guess.
I have a lot of weak places and my gum line needs to be focused on a lot. I’ll have to go back on April 15th for two cavities to be filled. Despite my good job, I still have all of those weak points and various cavities that aren’t so bad that they need to be fixed right away. Joy.

Well, things are going okay it seems. My diet is still the same, but I have the joys of bacon. Bacon sandwiches and bacon on potatoes are wonderful things. I also seem to be able to have Nilla Wafers. I am happy.
Other changes are the added vitamins… I take a multivitamin and an extra pill of vitamin E. I have this tiny bump beneath my skin on the far side of my pectoral. I figure it is scar tissue, since it feels like it to me. My mom couldn’t feel it but thinks the E should be taken as a precaution. She says it doesn’t make sense for me to have scar tissue there. I in turn think of how cats have clawed me in various areas in my life, including the time a cat climbed up my bare skin to get to my shoulders.
Another thing I do as of late is walk on the treadmill two miles every other day. I figure, I’m not a kid anymore so I might as well try to be more active now. Yeah, I’m a sloth. All I do really is chores as a physical activity each day. I always prefer working my mind than my body. Still, I’m doing well. I walk, I sweat, I listen to music and I zone out for about forty-five minutes. It does nothing in regards to my metabolism though and my sleeping is still screwed up as usual.
Mentally I’ve gone back to my story. I fear it is a part of me now. It will not leave me alone until I die – not that I mind. I just had the urge to read it again. I’ve edited some things, changed a few scenes just a tad and wrote an introduction. My files are updated and so are the changes on the page.
Languidly I’ve been drawing as well. Since my wrist issue, I never care so much to draw like I used to. Instead I tend to pick up a pencil and draw characters from shows, movies, books or whatever. There is the term “fan art”… I rarely do actual fan art. Usually when I draw a character, it is to see something.
Can I make her prettier? I wonder what happened to [a picture]… perhaps I’ll draw my own version of it since I can’t find it. I want a better version of this; it is grainy and small!
I watched children videos from the early nineties recently. One was a craptaculiar version of Beauty and the Beast. The voices bothered me, the character design was inconsistent and the animation lacked graceful flow. Well, all I could do was redraw the main character. Basically he looks the same, just better. Yeah, I do these “fan arts” as a form of experimentation.
Sigh…
Other than that not much is going on. My dad can see better. My mom is really getting into quilting and sewing clothes as of late. My cat rocks and I adore him as usual. My siblings are as they are. Dad is interested in paying me back though… Heh. He should do that when he has a lot of money. Ah, the economy.
Anyway, those dates mentioned earlier were the seventeenth and the twenty-third. They are physicals and a dentist.

Well, Friday my mom and I left for our haircut expedition. I packed something of a lunch for myself for once. Since my diet is “strict” I needed to eat around twelve instead of waiting until two to three.
Usually we leave around eight arrive around ten-thirty to eleven. We stay there until around one thirty to two-thirty and then leave, eat, and head home to arrive back around five. That is a lot of time to not eat and I am supposed to eat at least four small meals a day and have snacks in between those times. So, three water bottles, a small container with some peanut butter, a wheat bagel and some cheese sticks were packed.
As usual, we left at eight. Around nine-thirty, I tried a cheese stick of a different brand than usual. I hated it. I ate it sure, but I hated it. I decided to skip my afternoon cheese stick later in the day.
We arrived around ten-thirty; my mom decides to shop around since her appointment doesn’t start until eleven. I of course forgot my jacket and already suffered from goose bumps after being in the mall for five minutes at most. My mom thought of having me buy a jacket there, but when I found a hoodie it was thirty freaking bucks and that was on sale. Hell, no!
Well, we went to the second level, my mom checked in and I waited with her until her hair colorist arrived. I left, wandered around the mall and looked to see if there were any book stores. Now, I’ve been to this mall since I was a freaking infant so I knew my way around when it came to places there I liked. That is no more. A lot of stores have closed, moved or went out of business. I was just seeing if there was any hope of something else being around.
Nope. Even more stores were gone. Some old stores worked as displays for some stores that still existed. The bookstore I’d go into was gone back in 2008 and there is still nothing there in place of it. The Fye store is gone this time around. Earthbound moved to the bottom floor but was still in the process of moving, so it was out of the question. Pretty much even more stores were gone and much of the time I saw empty lots.
I managed to go all around the top and bottom floor before I headed back to the salon and told my mom what changes had occurred since our last visit. The mall really is becoming something of a ghost town. It saddens my mom. I don’t remember it well as a child, but it is a shame. Sure, I rarely found anything I’d buy at the few stores I visited while there, but they gave me something to do while waiting.
Well, I left again. I either sat outside the salon to read or I became cold and simply walked around the entire mall again to warm up. By around eleven-fifteen I stopped by again. I took out the bagel and peanut butter, sat down and ate my lunch. After that I believe I read until my appointment was up.
I left my book in my mom’s care, had my hair washed and then cut. I talked with my stylist, noted that my mom thought I might have a stomach ulcer and dramatized my lacking the ability to eat good food.
When it was over, I don’t really know. My hair was cut as usual though. I believe my mom was still having her coloring done… Anyway, I left and walked around the mall again since again I was cold. After that, I came back and read until maybe one or one-thirty.
I decide to check on my mom only to find her sitting at a waiting area. Her stylist squeezed someone in before her expecting to be able to get it done in a snap. Nope. The person she so kindly did such a favor for was problematic and was never satisfied with anything the stylist did. So, my mom had to wait. It had been probably forty five minutes of waiting until I got there.
I sat with mom and eventually she saw the lady who cut my hair was getting done with her current client. My mom got up and asked if she could cut her hair if she didn’t have a client coming in shortly. She didn’t, so my mom finally got her hair tended to. I left then because I was cold. I walked around the mall again. As I finished my round on the top and bottom floor I decided to check on my mom. She was on the bench waiting for me. She had been out there only five minutes.
Well, we were set. We left and headed for the small soup and salad shop we tend to eat lunch at after such outings. I couldn’t have any tortilla pizzas like usual so I replaced that with a backed potato. I was in utter luck with the soup this time around. They had a vegetable one that had no tomatoes in it. Mom got her usual… vegetables and beans galore.
Well, we ate. I was stuck with water… damn I miss tea and Diet Coke… We talked as usual. I noted some woman who had been behind me in the soup line used a snotty tone with me when saying excuse me. Such situations lead to me venting. In situations that are beyond my control where a person takes a tone with me over something that is logically explained just by looking… I get very irked.
There was a line. Sure, I got my soup, but the line lead to the breads and dammit I wanted my usual bread. Thus, due to there being a line, I took up the soup line, as did my mother who also had gotten her soup and was waiting on the bread line as well. How the hell was I supposed to move out of the woman’s way? Did she want me to push through the people in front of me? Oi. Well, the line moved after that. Mom got her blueberry muffin bread, I got some bread sticks.
I think that woman sat in the booth behind me with her friends or family actually. Rather irked me a bit then too. They were loud. I like quieter settings when eating or otherwise. I know that people tend to raise their voices when happy or excited… but damn… You are right in front of each other… you needn’t yell.
Sigh. Well, mom and I left and around that time I was beginning to dose. Mom still tried to find a book store, to look for a book that had recipes suited for an ulcer diet. There were two other places we knew of. My mom tried “The Book Stop” since it was the closest on our way out. Well, the place we tried was gone as well as the restaurant next to it. They were empty lots. There were still some stores in the area, but nothing of use to us. So, we left.
I slept the whole way back more or less. We got home, I’m placed some of my mom’s things away and saw my dad. My brother was home and they apparently ate Wendy’s. I was still rather tired and headed to my room.
Sometime later my mom was hungry and wanted to get some Chinese. I mainly thought, “What the heck do you think I can get from there other than steamed white rice?” Well, I said fine. To my sadness, my mom wanted me to watch TV with her, thus I dealt with eating flavorless rice while I smelt her Chinese food. It was relatively annoying. I got over it.
We watched some TV and after that I retired. Sure, I slept in the car and all that, but that is never really that restful. So, I slept. I woke around three, ate my fourth meal of the day which was the rest of the rice from dinner and went back to sleep a while later.
Mom woke me up around eight or nine I guess. I had my oatmeal, my meds, my vitamin and the heartburn/ulcer pill. I went back to sleep after that. Dad woke me up again close to noon time Saturday. I took my shower, snacked on some crackers and left to do grocery shopping.
We did out usual shopping and my dad decided to buy my groceries for me. I wondered if it was to slowly pay me back for buying his and mom’s groceries the week before. He said no. Well, I’m factoring it in anyway. Sigh… I really wanted buy a diet soda while there. Even a diet tea would do. Nope… I couldn’t. I got a freaking bottle of water.
We got home then, unpacked groceries and I worked on cleaning up the kitchen some.
During this my mom kept mentioning to me about going to her fabric store so she could get some more fabric. I inwardly cringed. I remembered the first and last time I was there. I was utterly bored. Well, eventually I answered that I still needed to eat lunch. She was willing to wait.
So, I toasted a wheat bagel, added cheese or peanut butter and ate. With that done I readied my pass down iPod, grabbed water and waited for her to get ready to go. Waiting on me she decided to clean her bathroom, so I waited longer than I expected.
We left, she browsed and I listened to music as I piddled about. She found, she bought and we finally left. We had one more errand to do before arriving home though. We stopped by Walgreen’s. She got some things while I just followed or pointed out where certain items were located and we headed home. We arrived around three or four. I don’t really remember the rest of the day.
I don’t remember Sunday that well either. I do know I ate lunch around one and around two I decided to try out my mom’s treadmill. That decision came about when I asked my mom how long a distance I likely walked the other day when in the mall. Her response surprised me.
Looking at how for about two weeks I have not been doing any crunches due to fear up causing ill side effects to my stomach, I decided I’d try walking instead. So, onto the machine I went. It only took me a minute or two to figure out how to start and set it. I even tried to keep in mind the whole “you must do a warm up and a cool down” thing.
So, with that I was on the thing for an hour and ten minutes, walked two miles and sweated enough to cause dizziness when through. I forgot to bring water. Oops.
Maybe around four I took a nap. My dad woke me for dinner. He made pancakes, eggs and bacon for dinner by my request. The pancakes were okay… mine were oatmeal kind. I skipped the syrup since I didn’t know if it would be okay. The bacon was wonderful… flavor! Flavor!
Dad was miffed by my not wanting any eggs. Meh. I think almost everyone in the family knows by now that I hate eggs. It has been a known fact since at least middle school. Heck, if I dislike fish, beef, pork and all that stuff, why would he expect me to like eggs? The only meat I ever eat is lean breaded chicken breast or strips. On rare occasions I’ll eat lean turkey, beef jerky or lean crispy bacon. That is it and usually it is when I am having a craving – likely for something with protein. Dad just has always shown he doesn’t remember particulars.
Well… Monday he had his eye surgery on his other eye. My mom woke me up after they got back so I’d eat breakfast and take all my lovely pills. It was the last of the heartburn/ulcer medicine. I stayed up to do my chores and some other things. My dad decided to stay home.
Some point I fell asleep that morning and woke again around twelve or so. I ate lunch, checked on Dad, did some more chores, read, vacuumed and eventually fell back to sleep. I woke once more around six. I boiled some water for noodles and dallied on the Internet. Mom came home from the gym; I prepared my noodles and then headed back for my room. She cooked her own supper and then called me out to watch TV with her. We ate our suppers, watched a show and eventually my brother popped in. My dad soon entered and all of us were watching TV together. Looking back one might consider it a surreal moment.
Well, around eight or eight-thirty my brother left for work, we sort of drifted out of the room. Dad eventually went to bed, I cleaned up the kitchen some and then my mom and I returned to watch the rest of the show.
I went to my room once it was over. I stayed up, worked on the computer some and tried to sleep around eleven. That did not happen. So, two hours later I decided to get up and write this.
It is now 1:37… Maybe I’ll sleep now. Anyway, I’m still stuck with my sucky diet. The pills for it are over with, but I’m sticking to the bland foods and must survive with only water and milk. If things keep going well, I shall be lucky. If it goes downhill again due to lack of medicine… well… that will be utterly evil. Anyway, I’ll be undergoing yearly checkups this month and on. This month I’ll see the family doctor and later on the dentist. I’ll get the dates down later.