Saturday, January 6, 2018

Staying inside during this bitterly, dangerously cold Northeast NY weather. But I have no cabin fever...because of the internet. I check in on friends and family on Facebook, check for interesting things on Twitter, share and view photos on Pinterest and Instagram. Send and receive emails and texts...all are routine now. But in 2000 when I got a job with a local company which required computer use, I was a terrified luddite. Fortunately for me, my interviewers told me they wanted my local knowledge of human services agencies and my contacts in those organizations. The owner's son, a kind young brainy tech guy, told me he could teach me the skills I'd need. And it began...I was truly terrified that I'd make devastating errors, I'd destroy necessary data, delete important files...and I did not know anything about searching, mail merge..nada. Day after day, that patient young man taught me. His best statement to me was that anything I did, anything...he could undo. That I could not destroy the company single-handedly. So little by little I did learn how to research, how to email, etc. I then wanted my very own computer at home, I got my first IMac. The Apple Store was like Disneyland! Next, at home, I discovered social media, in its' infancy then. I left that job in 2005. My next job required entering data on a federal site...more terror. But that turned out to be ok too. A new Assiatant Director made us text so I learned to do that with the help of young savvy coworkers.. If it had not been for these jobs, I would not be on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram...I'd not be in effortless communication with my son who lives in another state. I would not be researching at the drop of a hat. I'd not have wifi and stream lovely tv shows and podcasts. I am so very grateful to those who helped me overcome my terrors and opened up my world.

Monday, June 12, 2017

Adjusting to using a cane

About 2 years ago the Neuro PA I see told me that I am a "fall risk" due to a whole bunch of issues. But pride has held me back. I now started to walk with a cane, realized a fall and an ER visit would be a far bigger issue than a bit of imagined injured pride. Today the weather is gorgeous in upstate NY so I decided to try taking the bus to the "big" Walmart while using my cane and my little rolling cart. First time trying it for this trip. I am thrilled that I did ok, though I did drop the cane and it fell on a guy's leg...he was kind and understanding. I have a sense of victory because I accomplished this feat of navigation! Staying mobile and as independent as possible for a good long while is my goal.

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Well, we have a 45th President now. And he's unusual, to say the least. Safe to say my social and political worldviews are polar opposite from his. And I do have trepidations for sure. But because I'm "in this U.S.A. boat" with him, unless I wish to sink along with everyone else, I have to wish him success in governing our country. I'll keep watching and studying and writing Letters to the Editor and posting on social media as his term in office continues. I pray that he and his advisors and Cabinet will listen to and care about the needs of their fellow countrymen and women. Not just their fellow rich folks, but those of us on low incomes, SNAP, Medicaid, etc. We do matter, most of us have held jobs and contributed to the economy. But those who have not been able to do that matter too. We ALL matter, we ALL deserve good governance. Here's hoping and praying for it.

Friday, April 22, 2016

My dear senior diabetic cat Thelma went to The Rainbow Bridge on March 28, 2016. She had developed renal failure and anemia, her poor lungs were filling with fluid, she was so skinny by the end. I adored her, she was a great big gentle scaredy cat who was so patient twice a day every day while getting her insulin injections. I believe she and her dear sister Louise and Pinny Gig the guinea pig are together ATB, having a grand time. <3 They are all missed and still loved.

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Retirement Life

I'll soon be going into year 2 of retirement life. And I'm still very contented and happy. I suppose my life is "small" now. But I'm really okay with that. I have chronic health conditions that put some limits on my endurance and mobility. But I still get around as well as possible. And I am blessed to have my two beloved kitties, as mentioned in previous blog posts. Thelly made it through another year. Yayyy!! I get up early to her 5AM meows for breakfast. Sweetpea gets up too, along with me. So by 6:30 or 7 in the evening, I'm tired. I go to bed, watch PBS programs until I'm about to fall asleep. During the day if I don't have dr. appointments or plans with friends, I enjoy using my computer to learn, laugh, stay in touch with friends and family all over the place. I slowly do my household chores every morning, takes quite a while these days. But I have the time so it is all good. Occasionally friends who drive will invite me to go on a lovely day trip, very enjoyable. So this is my report on how I'm doing retirement life. Suits me just fine.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Senior citizen kitty Thelma, January 2015

Thelma is approximately 16 years old now. She walks very slowly, has a limp in her back legs, has diabetes. Some family members and friends say she is "too old", the Lantus insulin is "too expensive", she might be better off "put to sleep." But I see the Thelly kitty who still looks at me with love in her gorgeous green eyes, who still has all her functions, loves to take slow strolls through the apartment, sniffing and face marking things as she goes. She comes to the bedroom door and asks to be put up on the bed, and stays a few hours until she uses her homemade climbing system to get down and return to her beloved bed in the living room. She patiently accepts her morning and afternoon injections. She loves her morning and evening wet food and snacks on grain free crunchies. She and my young kitty Sweetpea tolerate one another. I see Thelma when she leaves her bed and looks for patches of bright sunshine to lay in. I tell the doubters that she is in hospice here with me, and it's basically true. My wonderful vet and his staff support me in whatever decisions I make, are willing to let her live out her life as long as she is comfortable and not in pain. Taking care of her is a spiritually enhancing gift from God, I believe. It takes patience, love, concern, observation and care. I like to hope that taking care of Thelma makes me better able to care for all other beings too.