Am Healing but Bored! Bored! Bored!~~~

Hello again Sweet Things,

I am getting better, but I have to say that I have developed a strong craving for War Wong Ton Soup, so much so that my poor Mother is learning how to make it and doing a remarkable job as well.

I worry that because she is taking care of me that it’s boring for her, so I’ve asked Lillian to take her to some of those cute vintage shops that she likes to keep Mom occupied

I’ve had a chance to talk to Dad and baby sis on the phone and they are doing well, baby sis said it’s been fun testing her culinary abilities. I can understand, it’s been so easy to let Mom do the cooking, that one can get lazy.

I’ve been to the Doctor and things are progressing the way they should, and my friends at work have been taking care of things for me and keeping me in the loop. They now regard Ralph as a bit of a hero, taking charge the way he did, I know he has a weakness for Starbucks, so I sent him a $100 dollar Starbucks card to him saying “Coffee is on me.” If it wasn’t for his quick action recognizing the symptoms there might have been a delay which would not have been good for me.

I’m finally catching up with the news and I can’t believe it! A fire at Tiffany’s in Union Square! Well not in the store itself, but they did get smoke. What happened is some sort of electrical fire occurred in the basement utility closet, and the smoke raced up one of the elevator shafts, not the one that connects Tiffany’s to the rest of the building, but to business offices that are located above Tiffany’s. I have no idea if it’s open again since the store itself was not involved, but the smoke.

My friend Frank checked in with one of his buddies in the fire department and told me that 9 firemen went to the hospital as a precaution for smoke inhalation, but they are fine. I’m glad, the buildings in San Francisco and in Oakland especially the older ones are so dangerous, it takes a special kind of person to be a Firefighter. I know I don’t have that type of strength of will.

And the former BART police officer that allegedly killed Oscar Grant, his trial is going to be moved to another county and I’m glad, I knew that police officer would not get a fair verdict from anyone in Alameda County, they have already judged and condemned him and I say unless you can prove it was pre-meditated, unless you can show that he was not in danger, he is not guilty. And I also have to look at Oscar Grant, he certainly was no angel or innocent, and may have acerbated the situation.

My greatest fear is that no matter what the outcome there will be rioting in the streets of Oakland, I wish that they were going to hold the trial in Sacramento instead, far enough away yet close enough to get there. This is one trial that is going to have to be closely watched

The Govenator vetoed the bill banning gun shows at the Cow Palace---Yea! BUT he passed the law limiting Ammunition sales---Booo! A few years ago the Federal Government tried that system and found that it didn’t work and discontinued it. The NRA is working with Assemblyman Hager (?) I can’t remember his name, on a bill that he is proposing to streamline the handgun process and include on banning or rescinding the previously passed limited ammo sales----YEA!! As soon as I look up who is the right assemblyperson I’m writing a letter supporting his efforts.

And then we had an unexpected down pour of RAIN and winds that were so bad that it flooded the Streets of San Francisco, with gushers pushing up through the storm drains and manholes like they were fountains under Niagara Falls pressure, with waterfalls of water flowing down the steps into Bart Stations.

On one city block it was so bad that there was something like 3 to 4 feet of water, which flooded businesses and homes, and to make it worst, the city claims they fixed the drains to handle heavy down pours, but they still had a sewage problem. Oh someone is going to be in trouble with that

And as a topper, Joe and Frank told me that there is one S.F. police sergeant that is going to have a hard time living down the fact that he flooded his police cruiser. It seems that a Mother took her PT cruiser down Moss Alley, and thought that the water was only a few inches deep----try 3 feet. The Alley dips down about 3 feet, in a panic she opened the car door, more water came in but she managed to get herself and her children out. She called 911 for help. The Sergeant showed up, saw a truck parked to one side in what appeared to be two inches of water, didn’t think anything about it, whoops up to his waist in water coming into His cruiser.

I saw it on the news, and I have to say, I heard the rain coming down so hard it woke me up from my nap yesterday afternoon, unbelievable! But then Lillian told me that from season to season there are times when there are extremely heavy rain ‘cells’

I saw my Doctor today and she was please with how I’m healing up, I should be able to go back to work, right after Halloween. And I have to say that each day I’m feeling better and stronger, it’s just that the stitches itch, and every now and then I feel a sort of ‘ping’. She told me that they were dissolving naturally but to not stress them, ‘let the flesh heal’. I’m trying to do that but I am not a very good patient.

Mother says I’ve reached that “healing but bored” stage where the mind is active and wants to do things, but the body says “not today, Girlie”.

And yes, Dear Sweet Fram I am taking care of myself, but I am getting restless. I can read only so much; I’m bored with T.V. except for “Perry Mason”, “Streets of San Francisco” and “The Wild, Wild West”. Fortunately Mom LOVES the cooking shows, so she is writing down the recipes. She loves “Cooks Country TV” and has done some of foods from it, and everyone is getting well fed. I watch them too, not that I have time to do all the things they do but there are some that are simple that I can eventually employ into my busy schedule when I’m well.

I am getting so restless being confined at home but Lillian is proposing that Joe take me for an afternoon drive tomorrow, with Mom ‘chaperoning’, perhaps up to Redwood Regional Park or some place. Joe said he’s going to surprise me, so we shall see.

Well Sweet Things, I’m getting tired again and Mom insists that I take a nap, being the good nurse that she is. Yoshi is coming by this evening, she’s been busy the last week or so with her work, it will be good to see her and we can catch up.

And yes Fram I will take good care of myself, I promise you and Thank you.

Until later Sweet Things, Kisses

Am Laid up for a while~~~~~Pooh!!

Well Sweet Things,

I landed in the ER of our hospital thanks to an appendix that had to be removed.

Long story short, I was at work, and not feeling my usual self, and then I felt pains and ingloriously vomited into my wastebasket. One of my co-workers who was a medic in a previous incarnation, quickly called for paramedics and I was rushed to the nearest ER with acute appendicitis. Into surgery and out with a moderately painful incision on my right side.

Good news no infection, bad news---well there is none except I’m out of work for 4 weeks and I won’t be able to wear a bikini anytime soon.

Fortunately Ralph, the co-worker who use to be a medic, quickly took charge and called my friends Yoshi and Lillian, and he found my parents phone number, and with all three kept in touch with them.

Lillian called Frank and Joe and with her and Yoshi brought me home after 3 lovely days at the hospital. I can’t complain, I received excellent and gentle care while there. Mom and Dad made arrangements for Mom to come up by train to stay with me while I got better, Joe picked her up at the station and with all of them plus others helping me, I am in good hands, I still have another 2 weeks to go, but each day the pain is less and I’m getting stronger, and have weaned myself off of vicodin and am on extra strength Tydonol

I am able to sit up and keep in touch at work on those accounts that need monitoring. But I have to admit this is a rough way to get a vacation.

And right now it has been pouring cold rain outside, heavy cold rain with winds, they have passed but it’s still gray, cold and damp. But I am one of those fortunate people that have a fireplace, which on a cold autumn night makes things cozy. Mom has been taking excellent care of me, fussing over me like all loving Mothers do. But I told her that if Lillian wants to take her out to go, all I’m doing is just sleeping and eating right now and walking around to not be stiff.

And everyone comes around so I won’t be bored, amazing how heated a game of Scrabble can become.

So if you don’t hear from me for a while, I’m recuperating.

All of you have a Happy and Safe Octoberfest.

Until Later, Kisses.

The Diary continues---slowly getting better

March 12, 2009 10 p.m.

Dear Sweet Fram, Chic Geek, Mean Kitty and others, I know that you are right. It’s possible that my Father has had an epiphany or wake up call. For him to sit down with Mother and baby sis and listen, really listen to what they had to say, to work with them and do compromises is a major concession on his part. Baby sis sounded so happy and not guarded either, that was a revelation.

But as several of you have said it would be best for me to ‘go slow’ when I visit them during Easter, just take it a moment at a time that would be wise.

Well Sweet Things, I spent all of Wednesday and most of Thursday in bed, sleeping, sweating, and only getting up for food and liquids, Lillian has been so good making sure I have something to eat.

Joe called me Wednesday night to ask what I would need food wise and Lillian took the call, so the two of them put together a grocery list, while I just feebly nodded yes or no and explained some of my preferences, it was so hard to concentrate with that awful headache.

Today (Thursday) he and Frank came by and Lillian was fiercely guarding the door, trying to prevent them from coming in but I asked Lillian to give way and they saw me at my worst, red nose, red eyes and no makeup, I’m thankful that I managed to get into the shower this morning and at least make myself presentable in a velour workout suit, (not that I work out in it, its just nice and comfortable on cold evenings around the house), of course they teased me about my pink fuzzy-wuzzy slippers. Well even Divas have to have something fuzzy-wuzzy.

Fortunately they could see I was not much for long visits but they took Lillian grocery shopping for her and for me. And once again my shelves are stocked. They stayed for just a little while and said they were going to the practice range in South San Francisco, a special fund raising competition was coming up and they needed to practice, even in my feeble state I could sense a friendly rivalry.

I told them about my purchase of a hammerless Smith and Weston .38 special “air light” they knew right away I was buying it for my eventual CCW permit. Frank told me that some of the detectives sometimes use it as a back up weapon, mixed opinions on it. I’d told them I’d let them know my opinion on it when I’m up and feeling better. I found myself getting drowsy and Lillian shooed them out, but with promises to call.

I hate getting sick, it’s a miserable feeling, the headaches, the runny nose, the chills, then the feverish sweats, the achy body, the lack of appetite and if you do eat something it decides to not stay down, earlier this evening the fever finally broke, and I found myself just drenched, but it was a good thing, and so far the fever has not come back and I felt like more soup, now my body is pulling me to either sleep or stay awake. Sleep is best.

Lillian managed to get a friend of hers to take her to see “Singing in the Rain” with Gene Kelly, I had never seen that film in its entirety, only that segment of Kelly dancing in the rain, I’ll have to rent it. But before Lillian left to go to the movies, she reminded me that I have to get better because the Art Deco Society of San Francisco is having their vintage show in two weeks and she’s hinted that she wants to go, (chuckle) I was planning to go anyway but it will be nice to go with someone.

And now my bed with fresh clean sheets is giving the siren call of sleeeeep, sleeeeep and I cannot resist.

So all of you Sweet Things stay well and be healthy, more later.