This may be the last page in this saga and chronicle. I may have to
think of something else to write about or just shut up for a while.

Today was my second solo day, meaning no houseguests, since Mary
passed on 19 March over 3 weeks ago. I had evening meals and visits
with friends and family both days, and will for at least the next
couple of days.

Both solo days went better than I dared expect. There were still
rough spots in the afternoons but they were less deep and of shorter
duration than even a very few days ago. Maybe the acupuncture is
helping or maybe I'm just finally getting my **** together. Whatever,
I'll take it!

I went in for a routine quarterly "device check" of my ICD this
afternoon. The nurse I always see for that greeted me, asked about
Mary since Mary and I always accompanied each other to our various
appointments. That blindsided me: I lost it, melted down -- but I
got it back together in a few seconds. The rest of the afternoon was
mostly OK. The knot in my stomach was a figure 8 thread terminator
rather than a monkey fist line heaving knot. I think I now have a
good start on my journey to happier days. There are already happy
times, smiles and laughs, in my days. I intend to make daily
encounters with friends or family a priority for the forseeable future
and I now don't see that as being any problem to accomplish.

I have projects I want to get going on: small easy "get well" projects
that I can accomplish fairly quickly, most for others. There's still
estate stuff to sort out but my brain is starting to resemble oatmeal
more than loon****. Short-term memory is now slightly longer than a
lightning bolt if I take careful notes.

Had dinner with son Dave tonight and then we plotted an electrical
wiring project in his house and played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. Kids and animals tend to like me.

Tomorrow, dinner with good friends. Bob was a respected colleague and
friend who also knew and worked with Mary, Jan 'n Mary were thick as
sisters in recent years. I wouldn't be at all surprised if there
wasn't some email or conversation about "I was quite upset with
Foreman when he..."

Thank y'all for bearing with me, letting me know that y'all were
reading the journal I found so cathartic to write. Support from this
group has been very helpful to me.

Don, you've come a long way in the last 26 days. Now, I'm an engineer.
If I plot emotional condition vs. time for the last 26 days and then
extrapolate to the future you will soon be among the happiest people
on the planet. And, that's exactly what Mary would want for you.

Karl

Don - Your ramblings have been a rare glimpse into the heart of a real
person struggling to cope in the real world. Peace and love be with you.
Peter DiVergilio
"A bumblebee flies faster than a Kubota tractor"

"Don Foreman" skrev i en meddelelse
...

This may be the last page in this saga and chronicle. I may have to
think of something else to write about or just shut up for a while.

If you feel like writing then go for it (almost) no matter the subject.


I have projects I want to get going on: small easy "get well" projects
that I can accomplish fairly quickly, most for others. There's still
estate stuff to sort out but my brain is starting to resemble oatmeal
more than loon****. Short-term memory is now slightly longer than a
lightning bolt if I take careful notes.

Had dinner with son Dave tonight and then we plotted an electrical
wiring project in his house and played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. Kids and animals tend to like me.

Kids and animals seems to know people just in a glimpse.


Tomorrow, dinner with good friends. Bob was a respected colleague and
friend who also knew and worked with Mary, Jan 'n Mary were thick as
sisters in recent years. I wouldn't be at all surprised if there
wasn't some email or conversation about "I was quite upset with
Foreman when he..."

Nothing new under the sun ;-)


Thank y'all for bearing with me, letting me know that y'all were
reading the journal I found so cathartic to write. Support from this
group has been very helpful to me.

Any time :-)




--
Uffe Bærentsen

Don Foreman wrote:

(...)

Thank y'all for bearing with me, letting me know that y'all were
reading the journal I found so cathartic to write. Support from this
group has been very helpful to me.

The bumps get shallower from here on, as you probably know.

Keep your stick on the ice. We're rootin' for ya.

--Winston

"Don Foreman" wrote in message
...
This may be the last page in this saga and chronicle. I may have
to
think of something else to write about or just shut up for a while.

Today was my second solo day, meaning no houseguests, since Mary
passed on 19 March over 3 weeks ago. I had evening meals and
visits
with friends and family both days, and will for at least the next
couple of days.

Both solo days went better than I dared expect. There were still
rough spots in the afternoons but they were less deep and of shorter
duration than even a very few days ago. Maybe the acupuncture is
helping or maybe I'm just finally getting my **** together.
Whatever,
I'll take it!

I went in for a routine quarterly "device check" of my ICD this
afternoon. The nurse I always see for that greeted me, asked about
Mary since Mary and I always accompanied each other to our various
appointments. That blindsided me: I lost it, melted down -- but I
got it back together in a few seconds. The rest of the afternoon
was
mostly OK. The knot in my stomach was a figure 8 thread terminator
rather than a monkey fist line heaving knot. I think I now have a
good start on my journey to happier days. There are already happy
times, smiles and laughs, in my days. I intend to make daily
encounters with friends or family a priority for the forseeable
future
and I now don't see that as being any problem to accomplish.

I have projects I want to get going on: small easy "get well"
projects
that I can accomplish fairly quickly, most for others. There's still
estate stuff to sort out but my brain is starting to resemble
oatmeal
more than loon****. Short-term memory is now slightly longer than
a
lightning bolt if I take careful notes.

Had dinner with son Dave tonight and then we plotted an electrical
wiring project in his house and played with his cat guest who
decided
instantly that she liked me. Kids and animals tend to like me.

Tomorrow, dinner with good friends. Bob was a respected colleague
and
friend who also knew and worked with Mary, Jan 'n Mary were thick
as
sisters in recent years. I wouldn't be at all surprised if there
wasn't some email or conversation about "I was quite upset with
Foreman when he..."

Thank y'all for bearing with me, letting me know that y'all were
reading the journal I found so cathartic to write. Support from
this
group has been very helpful to me.

It's therapeutic for most of us here too. The human condition has so
many parallels that resonate our commonalities.

On Apr 15, 4:20*am, Don Foreman wrote:

played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. *Kids and animals tend to like me. *


And a lot of those that post and read on RCM also like you.

Dan

Don Foreman wrote:

This may be the last page in this saga and chronicle. I may have to
think of something else to write about or just shut up for a while.

You are making progress but don't be afraid to write if it helps. Your friends sure don't
mind reading this.


Today was my second solo day, meaning no houseguests, since Mary
passed on 19 March over 3 weeks ago. I had evening meals and visits
with friends and family both days, and will for at least the next
couple of days.

Meeting up with friends sounds healthy to me. You seem to be a social person as in not a
hermit type.


Both solo days went better than I dared expect. There were still
rough spots in the afternoons but they were less deep and of shorter
duration than even a very few days ago. Maybe the acupuncture is
helping or maybe I'm just finally getting my **** together. Whatever,
I'll take it!

Soon you will have your **** wired in tight little balls. Well that is what my DI called
having your **** together.


I went in for a routine quarterly "device check" of my ICD this
afternoon. The nurse I always see for that greeted me, asked about
Mary since Mary and I always accompanied each other to our various
appointments. That blindsided me: I lost it, melted down -- but I
got it back together in a few seconds. The rest of the afternoon was
mostly OK. The knot in my stomach was a figure 8 thread terminator
rather than a monkey fist line heaving knot. I think I now have a
good start on my journey to happier days. There are already happy
times, smiles and laughs, in my days. I intend to make daily
encounters with friends or family a priority for the forseeable future
and I now don't see that as being any problem to accomplish.

You have a great game plan. Some terrible day, my elderly mom is going to die and I bet I
spent a lot more time with my siblings than I currently spend. It is a natural and health
reaction.


I have projects I want to get going on: small easy "get well" projects
that I can accomplish fairly quickly, most for others. There's still
estate stuff to sort out but my brain is starting to resemble oatmeal
more than loon****. Short-term memory is now slightly longer than a
lightning bolt if I take careful notes.

I wish I had a great memory, didn't get it. Somethings I can remember forever and other
things, I can loose something in 30 seconds w/o 5 feet.


Had dinner with son Dave tonight and then we plotted an electrical
wiring project in his house and played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. Kids and animals tend to like me.

Cats often like me but not all cats. Dogs always like me and I can still remember being a
bright kid so I get along with the bright ones.


Tomorrow, dinner with good friends. Bob was a respected colleague and
friend who also knew and worked with Mary, Jan 'n Mary were thick as
sisters in recent years. I wouldn't be at all surprised if there
wasn't some email or conversation about "I was quite upset with
Foreman when he..."

Thank y'all for bearing with me, letting me know that y'all were
reading the journal I found so cathartic to write. Support from this
group has been very helpful to me.

We are still here and I am glad to hear that you believe you are rounding the bend. As I
may have mentioned, time is a healer but the wait is a bitch once upon a time.

Wes

On Fri, 15 Apr 2011 09:14:55 -0700 (PDT), "
wrote:

On Apr 15, 4:20*am, Don Foreman wrote:

played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. *Kids and animals tend to like me. *


And a lot of those that post and read on RCM also like you.

Dan

Indeed!!!

Gunner

--
"If I say two plus two is four and a Democrat says two plus two is eight,
it's not a partial victory for me when we agree that two plus two is
six. " Jonah Goldberg (modified)

On Sat, 16 Apr 2011 03:48:42 -0700, Gunner Asch
wrote:

On Fri, 15 Apr 2011 09:14:55 -0700 (PDT), "
wrote:

On Apr 15, 4:20*am, Don Foreman wrote:

played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. *Kids and animals tend to like me. *


And a lot of those that post and read on RCM also like you.

Dan

Indeed!!!

Gunner

Everybody likes Don. But only half the people like Gunner. At least
its the right half VBG

Karl

On Sat, 16 Apr 2011 08:33:35 -0500, Karl Townsend
wrote:

On Sat, 16 Apr 2011 03:48:42 -0700, Gunner Asch
wrote:

On Fri, 15 Apr 2011 09:14:55 -0700 (PDT), "
wrote:

On Apr 15, 4:20*am, Don Foreman wrote:

played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. *Kids and animals tend to like me. *


And a lot of those that post and read on RCM also like you.

Dan

Indeed!!!

Gunner

Everybody likes Don. But only half the people like Gunner. At least
its the right half VBG

Karl

VBG

Gunner

--
"If I say two plus two is four and a Democrat says two plus two is eight,
it's not a partial victory for me when we agree that two plus two is
six. " Jonah Goldberg (modified)

"Karl Townsend" wrote in message
...
On Sat, 16 Apr 2011 03:48:42 -0700, Gunner Asch
wrote:

On Fri, 15 Apr 2011 09:14:55 -0700 (PDT), "
wrote:

On Apr 15, 4:20 am, Don Foreman wrote:

played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. Kids and animals tend to like me.


And a lot of those that post and read on RCM also like you.

Dan

Indeed!!!

Gunner

Everybody likes Don. But only half the people like Gunner. At least
its the right half VBG

Karl

Count me in.

Harold

"Harold & Susan Vordos" wrote in message
...


"Karl Townsend" wrote in message
...
On Sat, 16 Apr 2011 03:48:42 -0700, Gunner Asch
wrote:

On Fri, 15 Apr 2011 09:14:55 -0700 (PDT), "
wrote:

On Apr 15, 4:20 am, Don Foreman wrote:

played with his cat guest who decided
instantly that she liked me. Kids and animals tend to like me.


And a lot of those that post and read on RCM also like you.

Dan

Indeed!!!

Gunner

Everybody likes Don. But only half the people like Gunner. At least
its the right half VBG

Karl

Count me in.

Harold

Yeah, I like your posts too, Don. I'm the token lurker, but count me in.

Garrett Fulton