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Apr 29, 2015 22:21

tonight is the first night that I have the what pat calls my boobie alert. heh. (I wear it on my neckline, which ....oh, you figure it out.)
it's the medicalert I've fallen but I can't get up thingie.

he's working wed - sunday, from 6 pm to 1am. yes, our sleep schedules are all fouled up. I stay up for him, to get the gossip and to bask in his happy to be home mode. when he wakes up, he's not in a good mood. so I made a slight shift in my sleep hours, and there I have it! happy pat! let's hope it's also less worried pat. I don't mean to fall! trust me, it's not something I would do for attention. it hurts, my friends. if I need attention, I simply ask for it. it works.

I can call him and all, but he's just so worried about me not having an easy landing. I've landed on everything from tile to concrete to stone. my fave? carpet.

this medic alert thing calls him first, then killi, then an ambulance. the VA has been veddy veddy good to me.

my legs and feet look so much better now. doc put me on a pill. a diuretic. my hair is falling out again, though. I am was very vain about my hair. like I've said before, old age isn't for weenies.
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