The brain is still malfunctioning. I’m going to be going to various Clinics for a couple of evaluations. I’m still having effects from the last concussion. This is longer lasting than prior head bumps. I fallen an additional 6 times since the August head bump.
The only good thing about the last 6 falls (4 in one day and 2 other separate falls) is that I didn’t hit my head again. The bad thing was that I fell again more than once in the same hour. My appointment is for Oct. 4th. I’ve made a list of everything that is going wrong with this aging sack of flesh. What this means is probably more physical therapy, a hearing assessment, a more in depth look at my eyes, and probably another look inside the half-empty box that holds the gelatinous wad of brain cells.
The damned boomerang returned. He called in sick to work yesterday. I hope this isn’t the prelude to another firing. He has medical insurance now. He needs to get his brain sorted. I’m too old for this drama. I’m tempted to sell my house and move into an old folks establishment and I hate old people in spite of being aged.
I screwed up my poll worker schedule. I missed my first ballot box assignment. I forgot to put it on the calendar. I may have confused it with the training date, which I did get to, but my first scheduled work day was two days after that. I also missed the phone call that would have gotten me to the site late. Brain fart alert! I did email and apologize to the supervisor but that was hours later.
The art exhibit coordinator asked me what I was planning to display at my art show in November. I told him I was bringing all my unfinished projects of the last 60 years. That will included a 58-year old unfinished baby sweater, if I can find it, that I started before my daughter was born. I also need to find the unfinished 46-year old sweater that I started when my son was born, as well as hand-knit single socks and mittens from when I was knitting on my commute by car, then bus, to and from work before I retired.
I can’t promise I’ll post more frequently, but I’ll try. Thank you to the few of you who read me.
