Another Pazartesi (Turkish)

What is done on a Monday…? Uh….  Okay.

  1. Visit the Psych Lady.
  2. It’s HER turn to choose the lunch place.
  3. She INSISTS that we need to go back to our Natural Grocery Store (whatever it is called)
  4. Eat, Drink and Talk there

Then we went back to the office. Finished…

Ah, wait! Here’s a good part to yawn about. Afterwards, I was outside and waiting for the taxi to pick me up, like he is scheduled to do. I wait. And wait. And wait…. I txt him on my cell phone to see where he is.

Me: Yo, are we running late today?
Taxi Guy: No, I am sitting in the parking lot.

Ok, this is a tiny parking lot and I can see everyone from where I stand.

Me: Uh, no. I’m standing outside the psych building and viewing the parking lot. Don’t see you.
Taxi Guy: Hold on. I’ll be there in a minute.

He txt me earlier that he was “ALREADY HERE”. Found out from him that he was waiting at the hospital parking lot, not where I was at.

He had forgotten what day it was and where he just dropped me off an hour ago…. Eh, no big deal.

ha ha…

Two Hundredth Blog Entry??? (English)

Really? Two Hundred (200) entries have been done within this blog? Really? Really? Really?

Wow… That’s a few. Yes, I would like to thank that between-my-ears thing that has taken hours to put this together. To tell those items what to do. A Brain. That’s correct, I’m typing about MY BRAIN and that is what this blog was started for, if you didn’t know.

You “newer follower people” out there (I actually know there is), I run this for my brain surgery. Check the very beginning of last year. You’ll see me… before the surgery and then… well… after the surgery….

Just go read the dang thing!

Today it is just this thankful life that I live. Have a house. Volunteer at a hospital. Have money from the government.

Life is good.

Qo’noS friday malja’Daq! (Klingon)

Ah, it’s Friday again boys and girls and whatever else is reading/complaining about what is being referred to as words on a screen. OK! Lets move forward!

This Friday was a good one. WHY? Are we really this confused as to what day this is and to what happens on this day? I am OFFICIALLY at my new placement within the hospital. Removed from the doorway to wave, and in an office to file papers. LOVE IT! Doesn’t get much better. Well…. hasn’t been this good for a long time.

People may come into to the office and ask the lady up front for some help, and then there are chairs in the “tiny waiting area”. Behind the check-in area, that’s where I’m at. Surrounded by my many (not MINI) giant metal file cabinets. That’s what I do…. keeps me more entertained rather than sitting at home doing nothing!

File stuff. Sit in a chair to take a break. File more stuff…. Very Complicated.

Ah, today I saw my actual lady that is IN CHARGE of all the volunteer people. Hadn’t seen or spoken with her in quite awhile. She had brought in two people to get their pictures taken. They are volunteers themselves! Ah! That’s cool!

So, what is this one volunteer going to be doing? He is taking my spot at the location I used to be at! What? What? I asked her what was going to happen if I changed my mind and decided that I wanted my old spot back?

She told me, basically…. “Too bad, so sad. You have been moved, and now you are stuck. Period. The End.”

Oh. I guess if that’s it, then that’s it.

OK, different subject…  Today at lunch I sat at the usual table for volunteers. What did I eat today? Anyone want to guess on that one? Just my usual Large Salad plus a piece of pie. So, I ate my salad and while I did this I had this girl sitting next to me with “fruit pie that comes in a bag”. I kept trying to snatch it from her since she had commented that I got the WRONG dessert. Hmmm… She ate her’s and said she didn’t like that flavor.

What did I DO? I just walked back into the area to get one of those at a different flavor and made sure I went through the “other side” of the line. Different check-out lady.

Thus I got mine and went back to the table. Girl sitting next to me was like…

“Uh…. You can’t get TWO desserts! You’re not supposed to be able to do that!”
“Yea, you can’t if you visit the SAME check-out lady TWICE. Duh!”

hahaha…. But it was just funny. I assured her that my fruit pie was MUCH BETTER. (eh, it was okay)  😉

Hmmm…. I guess it’s time to escribe en español? (Spanish)

My Brain: <yawn> I did not sleep well last night.

A Different Part of My Brain: Why not?

My Brain: I don’t know…. I forget….


Got up this morning and had something on my list that I needed to do… Monday…

What do I do on Mondays….? …uh…oh, I gotta go see my Psych Lady.
Mmmmmm…. oh, yeah.

Psych Lady: OK! Today we are going to go to “blah blah blah” to eat. (I don’t remember what she said)

Already-thought-about-the-subject Self: I believe we should go to that Smashburger and eat inside of THEIR building, just like we did last time.

Psych Lady: Uh… ugh. I am not appreciative to enjoy Smashburger, but I guess I can lower my expectations and allow you to make the decision because you are the master in command.

Happy-for-the-understanding Self: Yes. And you know the directions to the location. Lets go.

Climbed into the vehicle… Eeeeeerrrrrrrr……. Skidded away and around the corner from the beginning location. We arrived successfully at SMASHBURGER. Hmmm…

So, we ordered… And talked… And spoke… And ate… And drank… And…. na, that’s about it.

I’m pretty sure, but maybe not 100% sure, that I’ve posted on here about the Evaluation I’m having.

Yes. One of those Neuropsychological Evaluation things. Had one of those things last year. Now, to compare, I will do it again in a couple of weeks.

What do I personally think? I think I’ve gotten “better in the brain” since then. We’ll have to just wait and see…

Ahh … Die hospitaal Vrydag (Afrikaans)

Yes, I made it to the hospital again on a Friday. What is happening on THIS Friday?? I typed about it last Friday!

Ta-Da! 

I started my NEW POSITION upstairs over in the other building. Ah, I was wondering what it was that I would be doing over there… (actually, I remembered after arriving at that location, I had been to this office once before. At that time, they were just “interviewing” me.) What can a lucky person, as myself, be doing in a “new job“? Well, I am literally just filing a stack of papers. That’s all. That’s it. Nothing else.

I guess it’s better than sitting all day. I’m moving around. Eh, pretty easy and just to have the opportunity to “work in an office“, which I haven’t done for years. That is just an excellent thing to me.

Another excellent thing is just to be in an office with a few other ladies at their desks and yack with them all morning. That was awesome!

NOW, the next thing! When working downstairs in the entrance area, I was given the hours of 8-12. These people in this office leave for lunch at 11. They all eat together and “have to leave” at 11 for lunch… together. This is a secure office of hospital employee files. They can’t leave the office unlocked. I was going to leave at 10:30, but put it off till I finished my filing at 11:00.

Office: “Oh! It’s time for lunch! We all have to go!”
Me: “Uh, okay. I’ll see you guys next Friday…”

Sooo.. That was that. I went back downstairs and sat with the lady watching the DOORS and WAVING where I was originally was in the past and earlier this morning.

“Good Morning!”
“Good Morning!”

Can’t seem to think of anything else to do for the next hour after the rest of the office left. Mmmm… Just needed to stay busy before feeling like I earned my mealtime at lunch. So, after going down to where I originally worked, I greeted along with the other lady there at the desk. Waited and chatted with her for the hour till 12:00 and went off to lunch.

Hmmm… Might be able to work “all day” and/or “more days” at this new job?? When starting this position, it was a good change. Check on the rest soon…