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good news, the hospital didn't admit me! imagine Kermit doing his best yay flail. we were all kinda expecting it. see, I've been having trouble breathing. I even wheeze now. so I went into sick call. they found that my oxygen input and output is good, and I have some sort of blockage or something, a big something, in the middle of my right lung. I had chest x-rays, and i'm waiting for the guys who do the other test they need to get hold of me.
so, again with the waiting. but it's free, and the VA has been veddy veddy good to me.
you know, when pat and I discussed, so many years ago, my need for a wheelchair, he was hesitant. he knows i'm a tender little soul, and I would react badly to people yelling at me, or ignoring me. well, obviously, I have a brand new VA provided (blingless) wheelchair. and when I go out with killi, people run to open doors to me, they talk to me, and generally seem happy to see me. and pat is always waiting for a hint of rudeness. see, my life experience is, that if you smile and have a happy demeanor people will smile back at you, and start up conversations. I adore killi, but she has problems talking with strangers. I quite cleverly decided that there were no strangers, just pals I hadn't met yet. which flummoxes pat, paul and killi. what can I say, I find most people just fascinating. you can learn something from anyone, and sometimes, I get all the people around me laughing as well.
I've been having good days and not so good days. but there is an air thief hanging about, stealing all the air that should be in my lungs. don't suppose any of you have spare air? (gasp, wheeze.)
so, again with the waiting. but it's free, and the VA has been veddy veddy good to me.
you know, when pat and I discussed, so many years ago, my need for a wheelchair, he was hesitant. he knows i'm a tender little soul, and I would react badly to people yelling at me, or ignoring me. well, obviously, I have a brand new VA provided (blingless) wheelchair. and when I go out with killi, people run to open doors to me, they talk to me, and generally seem happy to see me. and pat is always waiting for a hint of rudeness. see, my life experience is, that if you smile and have a happy demeanor people will smile back at you, and start up conversations. I adore killi, but she has problems talking with strangers. I quite cleverly decided that there were no strangers, just pals I hadn't met yet. which flummoxes pat, paul and killi. what can I say, I find most people just fascinating. you can learn something from anyone, and sometimes, I get all the people around me laughing as well.
I've been having good days and not so good days. but there is an air thief hanging about, stealing all the air that should be in my lungs. don't suppose any of you have spare air? (gasp, wheeze.)