Attempting an entry at least every other day

Istiqlál (Independence), 13 Rahmat (Mercy), 169 BE – Friday, July 6, 2012 about 7:30 PM Pacific Time

It is late Friday afternoon. I didn’t make an entry yesterday, so I have to make one today. I am attempting an entry every other day. I would like to make an entry everyday, but “life happens” and sometimes interferes with blog entries.

Yesterday, I went to the wound care hospital so that the doctor could check my left leg. The bandage was removed a couple of weeks ago and the doctor wanted to see how the leg was getting on. I don’t have to go back unless it weeps or another sore occurs. I do have to wear compression-stocking everyday, so I have to go to the medical supply store next week to get another pair. I need an extra pair because it takes several hours for one pair to dry.

Compression stockings

Interesting experiences

At age 65

Making an entry every other day may be better. The entries could be more exciting. The entries could be more interesting. I can plan the entries and that may make the difference between boring and exciting. There has to be another advantage to making entries every other day, but I can’t remember what it is.

Thursday Task: Another Thursday at the wound hospital in Las Vegas

Istijlál (Majesty), 1 ‘Azamat (Grandeur), 169 BE – Thursday, May 17, 2012 about 6:05 PM Pacific Time

I went to the wound hospital this morning to have the bandage on my left leg changed. The R.N. who changed the dressing thought it looked worse then it did on Tuesday, May 15, so he got the doctor to look at it. The doctor had the nurse put a different type of dressing on the wound, wrote me a prescription for antibiotics, and said I only had to have the dressing changed once a week. I will see the doctor again in two weeks.

The bandage that is on my leg now, is the type that I can’t get wet other wise it stinks. This means I have to get creative when it comes to taking a shower. The problem is that I can’t find anything to cover the leg with the bandage. If I use a plastic trash bag, which is the only thing tall enough to reach my knee, the bandage will still get wet. I found out, when I had another type of bandage on the leg, that those tall kitchen trash bags don’t work very well when it comes to keeping a knee high bandage dry.

Oh well, that’s life. I will be spending the next two or four Thursday mornings at the wound hospital either having the bandage changed or seeing a doctor. Whoever is reading this, please say healing prayers for me.

Worried Wednesday a good time to place everything in God’s hands

‘Idál (Justice), 5 Jamál (Beauty), 169 BE – Wednesday, May 2, 2012 about 10:40 AM Pacific Time

It’s Wednesday and I didn’t sleep well last night. My mattress caused my sleeplessness. It’s uncomfortable. It’s too hard. Every time I turned over the pain in my knees woke me up. I need a new mattress, so I will place this situation in God’s hands and go back to sleeping on the love seat or the couch.

Tomorrow I have an appointment with my mechanic about 8:30 AM to finish work on my car. I also have an appointment with the wound doctor at 10:00 AM because my left leg is weeping again.  The wound hospital is a block or so from my mechanic’s shop and I plan to walk to the wound hospital. All right, walking to the wound hospital may not be a good idea, but that’s how I’m doing it. I place this situation in God’s hands and continue with my plans because I know that it will turn out all right.

The only thing I can do with worries is to place everything in God’s hands, make my plans concerning a solution, and continue with life. If there is another solution that I haven’t found then it will be made available. Everyday place the day and the situation in God’s hands and continue living in the shadow of God’s Glory.

I miss my mother

Kamál (Perfection), 12 Jamál (Beauty), 168 BE – Monday, May 9, 2011 about 2:22 PM Pacific Time

Last Monday, May 2, I called an ambulance to take Mom to the hospital. I thought she was having a heart attack. I wasn’t a heart attack, the doctors at the hospital sent Mom to a Care and Rehabilitation center. Today is one week in the Care Center. Mom is seeing a physical and voice therapist. I don’t know when she will be released.

I spend the morning with Mom, but I still miss her here at home. I know she wants to come home. When she does come home, she will spend five days in an Adult Daycare Center. The Daycare Center has a nurse, so there is someone there to give Mom her medication and see that she gets the proper exercise. I know Mom isn’t going to like going to a daycare center, Mom doesn’t like being in the Rehab center because she would rather be home.

It’s good for her to get out of the house. At the Daycare, she will get exercise and participate in other activities. Mom will receive three meals a day and be with other people. Once she gets used to going to the Daycare, she will enjoy the experience.