Boys and Girls… Today is: Ockorkananiwon (Atikamekw)

Back to see the Psych on this usual day.

Psych Lady: “Where are we eating today? The usual?”
Me in a slightly louder voice: “No! We are going somewhere else!
Psych Lady in a Surprised Voice: “You mean… We are really…? Having the opportunity of filling the stomachs within our bodies with abnormal foods arriving from a different location? Please! Please! Tell me where we are going!”

By the time I had listened to her speak all those words, I had nearly forgotten what to say as to where we were going….

Me after remembering: “Smashburger. This time we will TRY to go, and STAY THERE for the meeting.”

So, that is where we went, and that is what we did.

Good Meeting. Good Burgers. Good Sweet Potato Fries.

It was Good.


The ride “away from” and “back to” my house, using the special van, wasn’t too exciting this time. Eh, maybe next time I’ll have something adventurous to write.

Ah, Fredag… (Norwegian)

Ahhh…
Another Friday…
Another Friday…
Another Friday…

How did we work through another Friday this time? Yep. Hospital Volunteer!

This was just the normal & busy Friday morning while greeting people.

“Good Morning.”
“Good Morning.”

Can’t say I had to do much of anything differently than I had before. It was a good day of mainly just greeting people.

Now, the one thing I CAN say that was better is an email I received. The typed characters are telling me when/where to go for my “training” next Friday. Training? Training for what?…. hopefully you are thinking…

Ok. Let me type into the truth of a feeling. Since this is my one and only day of actual “work” that I have to get up for after spending days off, so I have started to believe that a Friday would be Monday! Understand what I’m typing? I want to think to myself that I am starting a new week by going to work.

Mr. Self, lets go to the beginning of the week’s work!

Buddy, it IS the workday. You are correct there. But I feel the confusion that you may have is falling into the fact that you have forgotten today is a FRIDAY. That means your work week is beginning and ending all on the same day. So, it is just a single Workday and the Workweek.

Oh…. Is there some way that we can fix this, Mr. Self?

Buddy, I feeel and understand what you want. I understand why you would think you need a full job, just because you’re bored. But is it going to get fixed? No.” 

So, for me, a Friday (sniff, sniff) is the only day I got… Oh, don’t forget, it’s only half-a-day.

Okay. Okay. Okay. I honestly have to say that I would love it to be a “Monday” instead of just a “Friday”. Understand? I want to work! Enough… Enough… Enough… Let me get off my “chair for whining” and type something different!


So, that NEW JOB THING is starting NEXT WEEK! 

Supposed to come for the “training” at 8:30 till 10:30. Then after that, I’ll just go back down to my entrance and stay there till it’s time to eat. Hey! Do whatever needs to be done to be able to EAT! That’s the most important thing. Right?

I’ll learn more about something new next week. I’ll have more then to share.

Hanko Psikolog (Albanian)

Okay… Okay… Okay…….
What is it that we discuss on this day of the week?

No…. It’s not Friday…?

On Friday, (in case you were not aware…) I actually had my son with me when I was “working” at the hospital. 

Today is Monday!

So, lets go to the Psych Lady today.

Psych Lady: “Where do you want to eat…..?”
Myself: “Where do we always eat? We don’t need to change that…. today….”
Psych Lady: “It’s back to that place over there next to Starbucks…?”
Myself: “Yes, you cannot forget the name and location of STARBUCKS. Everything else in this world is Not As Important.”

What did I choose to eat at the chosen place along with the Psych Lady’s unchanging salad? Well, that’s a good question…. Usually I have to take pictures of my food…. and… I forgot to do that within the discussions between The Psych Lady and myself. My fault? Her fault? I don’t know.

I left the Psych Lady after the usual “eating” and “discussing” of life adventures. It was a good day.

I am in the Taxi on the way home, and talking with THE BLIND LADY. You know, that one I’ve shared a ride with before. I ask her what she is going to do tomorrow for the weekend. She INFORMS me that TODAY is actually MONDAY.

Oh yeah…. I guess it IS. I was just picked up from that Psych location. Huh… I guess that’s how that works…

So, it’s like this:

  • The Blind Lady can’t see.
  • I have problems with… a list of things.
  • Yet, we are both EXCELLENT singers with the radio and force our taxi driver to turn the music up while we are riding together.

Quite the concept… 

Okay, okay…
Got home. That’s about it….

ok… ok… OK!

OK, I’m back to blogging-ing again…

“Oh… I am feeling so much better that he is back to his blogging. I can feel my days going by better and better…”

Uh-huh… sure…..

So, it’s another Friday. Can we tell what happens on a Fri-o-Day? Well, it is time for…

anybody… anybody…

Yes! Hospital Volunteering!

Today was a bit more “exciting than normal”. I was expecting less with the heat and “chance of” rain, but the people just showed up normally. I’m getting used to pointing people around the corner for serious questions. Others, I can handle…

“How do I get to the other building?”
“Go outside and walk to that building, or go over there and walk the hallway to the main building.”

NOW, what did I learn today?  “DING! DING! DING!”  THIS is what we have ALL been waiting for! Spoke with the Main Lady of Volunteering. She told me that next week she will give me a call about my NEW POSITION. She explained the whole thing to me, but I’ve already forgotten the…. whatever that thing I’ll be doing is.

“I’ll call you next week. Is there a good day?”
“Monday is bad. (you readers know… it’s psych lady…) But any other day is cool.”
“OK. I’ll call you next week and we’ll set something up.”

Sweet!


Wait…. Wait…. Wait… I forgot to explain the best part of the volunteerism today!

I had my son with me today because he wanted to come. Kind of didn’t explain last Friday (the 17th) just because I had my son helping me. He was”learning” a few things along the way and we didn’t do too much for 4 HOURS…

This Friday was…

“Dad, I want to help.” 

Throughout a day, I have people ask where places are. All I could ever do is just point the direction or kinda start them by telling where to go and asking from there. My son, on the other hand, was wanting to walk people to where they needed to go.

“Go for it. Knock yourself out. I’ll be right here whenever you get back.”

I pointed on the map where to go, but he never took one with him.

He’d come back… Said he made it all the way there (and obviously all the way back between two buildings).

“ooooooook, if you say so…..”

Later I had a lady roll by and going out the door. She told me that my son was so nice and helpful with what he did for her.

So, I guess he could watch that door next time and I’ll take a nap. Hahaha….

I know… I know… I KNOW!

I know how you are thinking…

“Why (sniff) am I feeling that the creator of this incredible blog is not going to be sharing with us about his experience with the Psych today? Why? Why??”

Look, it’s like this… I have other plans for today and throughout the week. I just don’t have the opportunity to visit with the lunch-sharing lady today.

Take a chill-pill for now. We will be at “full speed” next week. I promise.

Today, I have other more important things that need to be done throughout the day. NEXT WEEK, I will have everything back to normal.

Today….. just…… R-E-L-A-X….