Thursday, September 17, 2015

Thoughts On Thursday


My first thought is that I'm glad I know it's thursday! 
When I wake up in the morning I often have to stop and think 'What day is it?' 
Someones I think about what hubby did the day before, it used to be did he golf? (twice a week), now I wonder if he bowled....that means it's friday. Kinda sad that I have to depend on his activities to determine what day it is. Never fear, I have plenty on my calendar...it's just that I don't have to get up for work so when I wake up I'm not sure what day it is. Is this weird or does anyone else suffer from this affliction????

I used to be a redhead and inside I still am!

I am so angry at myself. Tuesday afternoon I could have attended 2 different sporting events for grandchildren, and there was also a cancer support meeting that I really wanted to go to. I just had to find out what location it would be at, they switch meeting places every month. I totally forgot about it, I was thinking of it in the afternoon....but like often happens, if it's after supper I'll just forget...and I did. (sad face)
When I peruse the thrift stores I look at almost everything....that's why I prefer our small St Vinnie's in town. Anyway, I sometimes see turbans or hats that would work for chemo patients. As I look at those I get a sick feeling in my stomach....remembering, feeling bad for those people who owned the head covering and for those who will purchase it for future use. I get that same feeling when I walk in the back door of the medical building for an INR. It just smells so strongly of cancer drugs. It's hard to handle. I have physical therapy in the same building and use the front door for that appointment. Unfortunately I still have to walk toward and look down the hallway leading to the cancer treatment area. 
Been there, done that, praying I don't have to do it again.
That's what I'm thinkin' about today.
Thanks for letting me share with you.


4 comments:

  1. I have a large monthly calendar on my refrigerator, and a rooster magnet that I move from day to day...that's what I need for my poor memory. Working I never had to ask...now retired I only know Sundays...HaHa cause it church.
    I was born a dark auburn redhead....and as I began to turn grey, it actually looks more strawberry blond. However now...it's pretty much gray...but I too am still a redhead on the inside. Nice blog...nice to hear your thoughts. Love and Hugs.

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  2. PI pray you don't have to either! My cousin's granddaughter is 30 years old and is getting chemo and such. We are all praying......

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  3. I have had a hard time knowing what day it is for many years.(since I was no longer working) I pray you don;'t get cancer again.

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  4. I still get queasy when I am near the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago as that is on the way to the University Hospital there! Strange, huh? I don't know if I think they are going to grab me and make me have more surgery? I cannot stand the smell of medicine either...so I can only try to imagine what you must feel like.
    Deb

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