JOURNAL ENTRY, FRIDAY MARCH 18, 2016.
I thought I would try a new layout for my Journal. I'm not sure I will make it a daily Journal, but I am going to try and write about the significant and some non-significant occurances in my life.
Today I woke up at about 8:30am needing to go to the bathroom.(What do you expect, I'm 80 years old.) But when I sat up, gravity kicked in and my back was killing me. The pain rocketed to a 10 in no time flat. I took a pain pill, but could no longer wait, so, bending over I staggered to the bathroom. When done, rather than crawl back in bed I staggered to the kitchen and took my morning meds. I also prepared the coffee pot, but did not turn it on, as I was determined to crawl back into my nice warm bed, and snuggle up to my body pillow. Which I did. I managed to sleep for another hour before getting back up. Now, when I sat up, the pain only registered 4 on the pain scale.
I staggered out to the kitchen, turned on the coffee, sliced a banana into my cereal bowl, added wheat puffs, and milk, and enjoyed my simple but delicious meal. Then pouring myself some coffee, I picked up my latest library book and sat down in front of the tv set to watch numbers.
Since it is still morning, I am going to quit writing for the moment and come back to this later in the day.
OK! it is now almost 7:00pm and a short while ago, I got a call from my friend David that he and most of the people in his wing have caught a virus, so no visiters are being allowed. That's a shame, because I was hoping to be able to visit him.
I went over to the Transmission shop that rebuilt the transmission in my Plymouth Voyager to see if they could take a look at the shift linkage, because every once in a while the shift lever wants to pop out of gear and I lose power. It is really scary when traveling at 75 to 80 miles an hour down the freeway. An inexperienced driver would panic and lose control and probably wreck the car. Fortunately I haven't allowed that to happen.
Well, that's all from the GA hillbilly.
God Bless.
OK! it is now almost 7:00pm and a short while ago, I got a call from my friend David that he and most of the people in his wing have caught a virus, so no visiters are being allowed. That's a shame, because I was hoping to be able to visit him.
I went over to the Transmission shop that rebuilt the transmission in my Plymouth Voyager to see if they could take a look at the shift linkage, because every once in a while the shift lever wants to pop out of gear and I lose power. It is really scary when traveling at 75 to 80 miles an hour down the freeway. An inexperienced driver would panic and lose control and probably wreck the car. Fortunately I haven't allowed that to happen.
Well, that's all from the GA hillbilly.
God Bless.
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