Mmmmm…. changes.

So, I have learned from the local Hospital that even though my volunteer services are just getting to be highly looked upon, I need to NOT be around everyday. Hmmm… (ha ha)

Not a Friday afternoon to begin with, where to just stick around all weekend. No. (They want to “learn” my ways of my ideas first.) Now, I have an email stating that they have thoroughly thought about me. (Maybe they’ve spent time on here and read these important entries? Who knows.)

Now, we have “NEW scheduling” to begin with. Ta-Da! Training to work at an Information Desk at 8:30am on Tuesday!?!? Opening my eyes is going to be complicated for such an EARLY HOUR… BUT! This is 100% what I have been waiting for and I will GLADLY do it!!!

So, looking at this email after it is magically printed onto a sheet of paper in front of me, the training on May 5th will start at 8:30am, while the May 12th and May 19th (Tuesdays the next weeks) days will be at 8:00am. THEN I’m coming in on Friday, May 22nd to begin the “Official Friday Workings”…. mess makings…. staying there to wear me out?

We’ll see….

Wait… Wait… Wait…

I can’t believe I had forgotten to put this on my “Monday” post. (Truthfully, it is still Monday while typing, I just don’t want to appear till Tuesday morning.)

Ah… That’s it…

Me and the local Hospital have connected! Ta-Da! Talked with them on Friday of last week…

Mr. Long, we have things here for you to do!

I think…. Woo Hoo! Hot Dang!

So I ask…Seven days a week? Twenty-four hours a day?

They say… Uh, no. One day a week (Fridays). Only eat lunch and work (volunteer) the afternoon.

Oh…. I say… But, I could then spend the night! And volunteer ALL WEEKEND.

Answer… “No.”

Hmmmm… Well, now I have to find stuff on other “nothing-to-do” days.

The Psych-Lady is “Set In Stone” for Mondays. Mondays at noon for an hour while we do lunch. Phew…. All-Day Monday is just GONE with that.

As a Hospital Volunteer, I am fed lunch and work in the afternoon on Fridays. Phew… All-Day Friday is GONE.

Where else can I do something to get a free lunch???  Hmmm…..

Umm.. Oh, yeah. It’s a Monday!

Yep. It is the… “Day of the week to go see the Psychologist” day.

What did we do today? Well, we had our utterly important Chipolte meal and spoke at the beginning of the entirely meaningful subjects that needed to be spoken about. Ideas are thrown out of our minds through the mouths on our faces completely. This act of sharing subjects is getting finished while eating. The thoughts and ideas are overflowing….

We are feeling better because of the thoughts shared, or maybe just the food, and it is time for me to leave. I place my hand back into my pocket…. Oh… Oh, wait…  I brought a paper of my thoughts that I had written to share with her, but had forgotten these thoughts were in my pocket and was unable to share my lost thoughts.

Oh… that’s where my thoughts actually were. (I knew I did bring something. My brain was more focused on the FOOD at the time.)

I’ll forget, but she has it to remember herself. She has the papers. Not my items to be forgetful of. Check that off my list. Cannot blame it on my brain anymore….  🙂

Ah… The Psych Again.

Monday. Went to the Psychologist and saw her again. Is the main comforting part of us meeting together the fact that we are walking to the local Chipolte for lunch to bring back to the office? Yes. This is a true statement. Worth it ALL RIGHT THERE. 🙂

Went back to the office. Discussed the stuff that a person and Psychologist discuss while having food dropping from their mouths. This is ALL GOOD, I tell you, ALL GOOD.

Can’t think of a better Monday (which I am told is going to be EVERY Monday) to have. Okay. That’s cool. 🙂

Visiting the Doc

On Friday, I visited my Neurologist. A doctor that I haven’t seen in 6 months. That is a good thing! <grin> Now he’s just checking on me to make sure he (and other docs) have done their job well.

One of the tests, which I am always given when I visit, is to check the short term memory. I am told three words to remember and asked several times throughout the meeting to repeat them back. This is the first time that I could repeat all three words successfully since after the surgery. Woo Hoo! Damn, that’s cool.  😉

In another 6 months, the consideration for cutting me back on one of my medications could be true. This is cool. Cutting back in medications (from my prospective) is less side effects. That’s all my life has been. A life of SIDE EFFECTS.

What else?

In the end of August, I will have another Cognitive Test with the Neuropsychologist. This test will be compared with the one done the year ago.

This had been a VERY POSITIVE VISIT. (he can pat himself on the back)