I thought I better provide an update before too much time passes. Not a whole heck of a lot has happened since my last post unless of course you consider excessive TV watching and cat petting something worth writing about. For Labor Day weekend, I found myself being a huge couch potato. I guess I was tired and not feeling 100% so I just went with it. The biggest thing I did all weekend was make some cards I needed and did a few loads of laundry! I didn't even cook. As you can tell, it was a "non-Mom" weekend.
Today I went to get my blood work done up at LDS Hospital. It is up in the Avenues part of town that is narrow streets and lots of cars on the street. There are also lots of trees. As I was driving down from the lab, I needed to turn left so I creeped up to the stop light, looked both ways and then went. Much to my surprise, there was an SUV coming up from the left. I pushed the gas to clear and all was good. Seriously it wasn't that close of call and I couldn't see him through the retaining wall and all the cars. This guy put his entire upper body out the window and shook his body and arms above his head while he told me what a dumb ass I was. I waved and mouthed "I couldn't see you". Aren't you proud? No Birdy finger!! I learned my lesson. It was just a fleeting moment but wow that is lots of anger coming out of the driver's side window. We were right by the hospital and across from a major medical office. Where is the compassion? What if I just learned some bad news. Or what if I was just released and making my way home? I have a general philosophy that around hospitals, you have to drive a little slower, look a little closer, and for god's sake, keep your torso and your cuss words inside your car! What a JACKWAGON!
Again, I am baffled by that level of anger. I was not that close. It is not like he was inches from my car and had to jam on his breaks and swerve to miss me. Maybe I am turning into a Ms. Magoo and driving poorly. That guys is another heart attack waiting to happen...I'm telling you.
Today Mom came into town. We are flying to Reno to go to a Myositis conference for the weekend. I hate Reno. But I am going to make the best of it. I have a group of friends we are meeting for dinner there tomorrow. I hope to learn some new things and hopefully come home recharges and ready to keep fighting this miserable muscle disease. It couldn't come at a better time because I've been having a pity party about my disability and just how fucking hard life is sometimes. I can't do one thing without planning and explaining and worrying about getting stuck somewhere unable to make it over a curb or unable to walk far. So I hope this conference gives me hope. And I hope Mom and I have some fun while there. Should be good.
I'll write more about it when we get home.
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