Tuesday night…. There’s important stuff that should have been done around, as usual. The first fact is, a substitute nurse came yesterday, a sort of klutzy one, a sort of nice one but one that didn’t seem to grasp some things. Net result: patch job was needed by late this afternoon. It’s depressing because it means it’s just a matter of days before the business will be in a God-forsaken stew again. While it may help the spirit that the computer in some unfathomed way, given additional tinkering, started working okay again, that merely maintains a small measure of precarious status quo. Of course, that is something.
Wednesday night…. Nurse was unexpectedly early (at about 11:00 a.m.) before anyone else. That was okay, except none of the stuff needed to be ready for the homemaker aide was ready. The aide had to make out the lists. While the nurse was working, the aide started laundry. The mail hasn’t been picked up; there’s a something needs to be done about that. It was expected that the new keys might be brought by the homemaker aide. They weren’t. That service, however, went well. Regular friend didn’t come, so maybe he’ll get the mail on Saturday. A call to the doctor is due from the nurse regarding new medicine.
Thursday night…. The doctor didn’t call the drug store as of about 11:30 a.m. — conclusion: there won’t be a prescription, but it’s not sure until the nurse comes tomorrow. Word came from homemaker service that the post office box lock is changed. The supervisor will bring the keys tomorrow afternoon and agreeably offered to bring the mail. Tomorrow what’s due is lunch lady, food truck, nurse and the homemaker supervisor. That’s likely not all. As the day was not busy, a visit was made to the office about getting another apartment. The request made has probably been long lost in the staff changes. They may show up.
Friday night…. This is going too terribly well. Lunch lady and food truck driver dutifully came bringing their stuff. The lunch lady was an hour late — they gave her an extra chore. Nurse and drug store lady both came. The nurse came with good news: the doctor was going to try something different. A prescription was called in, the delivery of which the drug store got confused. That was, however, sorted out. The homemaker supervisor came with the new post office box keys and ten dollars to replace what was lost. No one came when expected. A lot got done. Even friend thought to come by but that was nixed.
Saturday night…. Indeed, this is going too good. Saturday is the only day that’s possible for a “sleep ’til noon” or such event. It happened. It was close to 11:00 a.m. when breakfast was downed. In part, that was because of being up much of the night. No money is laying around waiting to be tallied up. New prescription medicine sits here to be tried — as usual it’s a 50/50 chance it will do some good, which is at least different from the current stuff which works “somewhat.” That robbery incursion into life has been reversed. The missing keys are replaced. A better key chain is still needed. And, best of all, work got done on other blogs.
Sunday night…. This is getting to be unbelievable — six days in a row. It is 7:00 p.m and not quite actual black sky night, but it’ll be that almost immediately and well before this is done. This will be published when this day’s done, never mind Monday, lest the applecart get upset tomorrow night. Tomorrow the lunch lady and the nurse are what is expected and that’s all; but, it’s foolish to expect things to go well. There was the matter of checking things out in the office again. Cash (change) is sitting here to be put away – friend came by and went to get a supply of bandages for tomorrow. He also watered the plants.
It can be scary when things work well.