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The other night was the fourth of July in America where I live, A holiday where people light off fireworks and firecrackers. Now where I live firecrackers are illegal, but people still light them off! So, as the fourth was winding to an end, a few minutes before midnight, I wasn’t terribly surprised to hear some booms. They were soft booms, but I assumed they were firecrackers being lit some distance away. Then I heard a loud crack! I knew that wasn’t a firecracker, it was something hitting my house!

I got up as quickly as I could, grabbed my crutches and hobbled outside to see what or who had just hit my house. Now, I admit that it did take me awhile because of my foot, so I wasn’t too surprised when I got outside and didn’t see anyone! I figured some local kids were up to shenanigans and must have thrown something at my house and taken off. It was too late and dark right then to try and find whatever it was that was thrown, so I figured I would just check around in the morning. I start to turn around to head back inside when I hear this female voice speak out. “Hello? Can you see me?”. Startled a bit I look around, and feeling kind of stupid answer with “No….where are you?”

“Hello? Can you see me?” the voice asked. Startled a bit I look around, and feeling kind of stupid answer with “No….where are you?”

“I’m hiding!” she says, “Right here! above you!”

I look above me, and sure enough! There’s a woman laying on my roof with a wrench in hand. Then it dawned on me, that the boom I heard actually came from the roof, and must have been her either hitting my roof with said wrench or dropping the wrench onto my roof. So, I ask her why she was hiding on my roof! I honestly couldn’t think of anything else to say or ask.

She claimed that she was running from someone. A person was chasing her with a knife and trying to kill her. She claimed that she got onto my roof in order to hide from this person. She then began asking questions like “Why are you on crutches?”, “Do you live alone?”, then followed up by asking if I could put my dog away in another room and let her come into my house to hide from this knife wielding maniac.

To clarify, a woman who I have never met in my life, who I met for the first time as she was banging on my roof with a wrench, wanted me to secure my guard dog and invite her into my home as I hobbled around on crutches. Yea, that wasn’t going to happen! Sure, if I felt she was genuinely in trouble I would have tried to help her out some, however, there was nobody around. The street was quiet as can be, and there was no indication that there was anyone chasing her. There weren’t even neighborhood dogs barking.

Clearly, the events she told me just weren’t actually happening. So, I called 911 and informed them there was a woman on my roof with a wrench claiming she was being stalked. The police arrived, and she told them what she had told me. Now, what all happened after that, I don’t know. I do know they arrested her, told me to stay away from her and if I ever see her anywhere near my house to call them right away and under no circumstances should I let her into my home.

So, I’m guessing she isn’t a nice person! I also assumed she was probably on some kind of drug or something. I am just guessing that, based on the fact that she was banging on my roof with a wrench though! Still, that seems like it has a high probability of being right!

And that kiddies, is how I ended my 4th of July!

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I’ve mentioned before (in passing) how I broke my foot before but never really gave any details. The break occurred when I slipped getting out of the shower. Showers are dangerous you guys! Seriously, you need to be careful in there! As much as my broken foot hurts, I would rather have had that broken than my neck!

Anyway, after slipping I was in denial a bit that it was broken. I told myself that it was prob some weird twist or sprain, and decided what I needed was to just have a nap and when I woke up it would all be better! So, that’s what I did, I went to sleep. When I woke up, I went to stand up expecting the pain to be just slightly sore, and it was even worse than before. It was at this time that I came to the conclusion that this was a break. I grabbed my phone and called for an ambulance, then made my way hobbling outside. I have a dog, which is part lab and part pit bull, so I figured it would be easier for me going out to meet them, than them coming in to meet me!

Getting outside nearly killed me! It was only a few steps, but each step was filled with pain! I managed to get outside, but only barely and collapse onto a bench I have sitting on the front porch, and there I waited. It wasn’t long before the ambulance came zooming in. The paramedics came walking up and asking what the problem was, and I told them pretty much what I just told you verbatim. They took a look at my foot and asked if I could move my toes. After extreme concentration and pain, I was able to get my toes to move. Then they looked over my foot and informed me there wasn’t any discoloration or swelling, so they didn’t think it was a break.

I decided that if it wasn’t a break, then I didn’t need to go to the hospital! The fact of the matter is, I hate hospitals! I’ve known MANY people who have gone to the hospital for the most mundane reason, and then they ended up dying there. It’s because of that, that I now equate hospitals with death. If possible, I will do everything in my power to avoid going to the hospital! So, I sent them on their way relieved that it didn’t seem to be a break. I stood up to go back inside and was immediately filled with so much pain that I literally collapsed! I knew, despite what they said that this was a break. I also knew that I wasn’t gonna call them back and tell them I changed my mind. So I called my aunt and asked her if she could take me to a hospital. She was in a different city, so it was going to take awhile to get to me.

I waited for hours. I tried to get up a few times, but I just couldn’t. Thankfully a friend of mine came by and she brought some water by. Which I really needed! It was a hot day, and I was sitting out in the sun for hours!

Finally, my aunt got back into town, picked me up and drove me to the hospital which is also in another city. I got in, and after waiting for awhile, they stuck me in a wheelchair and wheeled me down to get my foot x-rayed. They determined that it was, in fact, a break, but that I would still able to walk on it. I just needed a load bearing boot and some crutches. The doctor told me it would take about 6 to 7 weeks to heal up, then he sent me on my way. After I got home, I googled around on that type of break, and most people said theirs didn’t heal for 10 to 11 weeks, so that’s the time frame I am expecting.

So, that was 3 weeks ago. My foot is obviously still in a ton of pain. Some days are worse than others, but it’s always constant pain. Even now as I write this, I am in pain, and I’m not even standing on it! I haven’t been able to get to the store to buy groceries cause of the pain, and I can’t stand in the kitchen to cook either. So, because of that, I have been buying a lot of delivery. Which is expensive, and only serving to make me fatter. I don’t like ordering pizza and hamburgers every day! I would kill for some hamburger helper or some chicken! I would love some home cooked food, but until my foot eases up some, I just don’t see that happening. As it stands, I had planned to BBQ today(It’s Independence day in America), but can’t stand in front of a grill to cook for hours on end, let alone get up and down the front porch steps!

So, yea! I really hate my foot right now!

Lack of Entries

Posted: May 18, 2017 in All about ME!
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I haven’t written much lately because I have been dealing with another death in the family. This time my grandmother passed away. Her death was sudden and unexpected. Yes, she had Alzheimer’s. Yes, she had medical problems. However, there was no indication of her passing away when she did.

What happened was this: She was having a bout of confusion, so she went to the hospital. The doctor after examing her felt that it could have been due to some new medication she had been put on. He was going to keep her for a few days just to make sure everything was ok. On her 2nd day, she was having trouble swallowing and wasn’t being very responsive. She passed away that night.

It went from “It’s her medications”, to “I’m sorry. She didn’t pull through”. This upsets me on so many levels. My grandma and I had become very close in the last 3 years since my mother passed away. We were always close, but in the last 3 years we talked every day, and sometimes twice a day. She was like another mother to me. It hurt a lot when she passed away, and it still does. It’s like losing my mom all over again.

Since my grandma has passed away I haven’t had much interest in writing blog entries, playing games or even watching TV really. So, obviously, the blog has taken a backseat for awhile. Hopefully, soon I will be in a mood to write some entries soon.

I just wanted to let you all know the situation in case any of you noticed I had vanished from the blogosphere and assumed I had been abducted by the government.

So, the other day I was talking to a friend who happens to be a Trump supporter. He started talking about Muslims, and how we need to get them out of the country and keep them out. Then he went on to criticize Liberals and their “Tolerance” of Muslims, saying that if they love them so much that they (The Liberals) are traitors to the country and should leave and go to the middle east!

This whole discussion pissed me off, but I bit my tongue and kept quiet. Why? Because when it comes to friends and family I don’t talk politics or religion. I refuse to allow Trump to tear my world apart! Still, it pissed me off! He’s not the first person I have heard make that comment or one similar to it either. Where do Republicans/Conservatives get off telling us to leave the country?

You know what? You know why I’m not leaving the country to go to the middle east? Because I love America! I love everything about this country! Especially the rights and freedoms that this country was built on! Including the right to freedom of religion! This right allows for Christians, Muslims, Atheists or even Pastafarians to believe what they want! I love the country and the freedoms it gives! I love the country just the way it is, and the way it always has been! It’s the Republican Conservatives who are trying to change it into something it was never meant to be! It’s THEM who hates what the country stands for…So, maybe take a bit of your own damn advice…If you don’t like the country or the rights that it provides, then get the fuck out! There’s plenty of other countries out there that strip their citizens of religious rights!

Hell, North Korea has almost a non-existent Muslim community! So, get your bags packed and don’t let lady liberty’s foot kick your ass on the way out. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Islam_in_Korea

Did Ya Miss Me?!?!

Posted: February 16, 2017 in All about ME!

Surprise! I am back! Sorry about my long leave of absence. I have not been well, but I am a bit better now! I know, it’s been ages! A lot has changed too! Tons of video games came out! We had Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years. My house almost caught fire…..TWICE! I’ve gotten rid of Cable TV….and….I think that’s it! Still, that’s a lot of chan…oh! Wait, Trump became president and turned America into a crazy conspiracy filled dystopian based Science Fiction movie!

It’s crazy! I mean, I was against Trump from the start, but I didn’t think it would turn out this bad! Only Nixon had it worse, and it took him years to get there! Trump has succeeded in catching up in less than a month! I really don’t think Trump will finish out his term if he continues down the road he’s going down. He’s going to eventually have to start acting like a president, or get impeached.

Personally, I would rather have Pence has a president, so I am rooting for his impeachment. I mean, Trump doesn’t know what he’s doing! It’s not surprising, since he has zero experience! Government can’t be run like a business. If it could, Richard Branson would be the British Prime Minister! Bill Gates would have already ran for president.

If Trump was serious about running for president,  and actually cared about the country as opposed to only caring about the all mighty dollar and how it will affect his businesses, he would have first run for mayor of New York. Start somewhere, and get a feel for how Government works! Don’t just go; “Meh! I think I’ll paint my face orange today and try to run the whole country….how hard could it be?!?”

Don’t get me wrong! I was against Hillary Clinton as well, and if she had won, I would be complaining about her and wondering if Trump could have done a better job. However! After seeing the mess that is Trumps America? I am pretty confident that Clinton would have done less damage. She would have still done damage, but it could be easily fixed. The damage from Trump? I think most of that is going to scar!

Today while enjoying my weekend and catching up on episodes of Lucifer, I was startled when there came a pounding at my front door. Not a knock mind you, but an actual pounding. A pounding so loud, that I half expected the door to come flying off the hinge. I’m not sure who was startled more, me or my dog. Either way, she behaved as a dog does and went apeshit! I rushed to the door, about ready to bitch out some Jehovah witnesses or something, and find a police officer standing there staring at me.

I looked past the officer to the street, and there were not 1, not 2, but 3 squad cars. When I saw that, I had all kinds of thoughts race through my head. The first thought was that something terrible had happened in the family. However the officer quickly put that fear to rest, by informing me that a neighbor hadn’t seen me for a few days and was worried, so he/she called the police to check on me. He asked if I was ok, and if I was sure that I was ok. I informed him that I was in fact perfectly fine, and so he said goodbye and left.

The thing is, I am an antisocial person. I know my neighbors, but it’s not like I talk to them. We aren’t friends, it’s not like we hold annual block parties. If you asked me any of my neighbors names, I couldn’t tell you! I have nick names for them, so that if I have to mention them to friends for some reason, they know who I am talking about. So, there’s no reason for anyone to be particularly concerned about me.

Now, if it was a family member, or friend who called? I would understand that! Friends and family tend to either talk to me, see me, or see me post on Facebook on a daily basis. If I go 3 or so days and none of them have heard from me? Yea, odds are I am dead! But neighbors?

The thing is, I am outside all the time! I take my dog out several times a day, I go out and check my mail. I leave in the morning, and come home in the early evening. I am literally outside, more than I am inside. Apparently though I am not outside at the exact same moment as my neighbor I guess, and that’s a reason to call the cops? Seriously?

Look, if you are genuinely concerned, that’s great! I’m even a bit thankful I guess. However, if you are really concerned, come over and knock on my door, then ask if I am ok. No need to have the cops come kick my door down. I don’t have anything against the police, but I have a pit bull. If cops are coming in my yard, when I am not expecting it, for no reason what ever really, there’s a chance my dog might run out of the yard. Worse yet, with her being a pit bull she could startle the officer, and end up getting shot. For what? Cause a neighbor didn’t see me outside for a day or two and didn’t want to be bothered coming over themselves?

So, I guess from now on I need to go door to door every few days, and say “Hi! Still alive!” just to avoid having the local swat team kick my door down. It’s just stupid, and yes I am pissed off. Also, why the hell did they need to bring three squad cars down here to check on my safety? Did the neighbor tell them that I was being held hostage by Hans Gruber or something? I think three cars a a bit of an overkill if you ask me!

The other day the unthinkable occurred! My washing machine broke down! This is a horrible time of year for things to break down, yet it always seems like if somethings going to break, it happens around Christmas. Why? Because Christmas hates me, that’s why!

Anyway, as I was saying! My Washing machine broke down, and because I put things off to the very last minute, all my clothes were dirty. I couldn’t very well go to a laundromat wearing dirty stinky clothes! I was running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off! What was I going to do? I can’t go wash clothes without clean clothes…and I can’t get clean clothes without washing my clothes! It was quite a paradox!

After I calmed down a moment, a thought struck me from out of the blue(that totally just reminded me of that song “Believe it or not“)..Washing Machines are a relatively new invention! They were only invented in the 1850’s, what did people do BEFORE then?? They washed them by hand of course! I could do that! Of course, I wasn’t alive in the 1800’s, so I wasn’t sure what the proper way to do clothes washing by hand…you know, other than what I saw being done on the first season of Walking Dead, so I googled it!

After reading up on how it’s done PROPERLY I did it myself, and they came out smelling and looking nicer and cleaner than when I machine washed them. However, I am old and not in very good condition, so afterwards my arms, and back were killing me…they still are killing me actually. Still, at least I had clean clothes now! So, there’s that!