Monday, December 8

A Monday in December



Once again I know that it has been quite a while since I wrote a post, also knowing that I said I would do it more frequently than I had been. I suppose one could say that this being done only 2 and a half weeks since the last time is more often than in the past. Actually thought it had been longer.

In the last one I mentioned that I had sent in the application to the hospice place to become a volunteer. I did get an email stating that they had received it and would be contacting me to set-up the time for doing a little training before I do whatever (most likely visiting with those who don’t get visitors or are unable to go out to visit). Anyway, that was the last communication from them that I’ve had. That was last week. I swear I thought it had been longer than that. Does that mean time is going by slower than thought? I need to get some volunteering happening cause of two things I’ve noticed just in this writing. 1) That there’s a lot of the use of the word “I” and 2) that time is seemingly going by slow.

Today I went to an exercise class. O.K, that’s significant because I only went to one class, last Monday, since only going to 1 class the week before. The week before there was only one because it was Thanksgiving week, but last week there were 3 that could’ve been attended. The reason for not going as often as I should could be a sign that the new anti-depressant I started last month aren’t working well or need to be increased again. A conversation will be had with my doctor during the appointment this Wednesday. One thing that I’ve been doing to try and combat the down feeling that’s been, is that for the last 4 days I’ve been taking a daily morning shower (as opposed to the every other day I had been showering, [sometimes longer]). On the way home from class today I wanted to do something other than come home and watch television like usual. 
(taken at the 1st park I visited)
 
So, what I did was stop by the grocery store and spend 50 cents on a soda, I then decided that I would go to the park. Not the one that is usually visited by me, but another one. Why? Because I’ve been thinking about doing it for a while, finally did. I even took a couple of pictures. Then I went to ‘the usual’ place and watched the resident ducks swim back and forth. 






(taken at the 2nd, and last, park visited today)

After coming home I got sleepy and rather than lying on the sofa to take a nap I went and laid down on my bed, but couldn’t sleep. I then got up and watched TV for a little while, got bore and my son and I took a quick drive to the grocery store to buy a few things. Came home and I watched more TV while he read on this computer. I told him I wanted a turn on the computer and this is the result.

Thursday, November 20

People-pleasing-and-hospice-volunteering



Well, I was scrolling through Facebook posts and decided that I’d rather be doing something else. Thought, “I haven’t written a blog post in a while, I’ll do that.” Here it is.
          I have not been up to anything that would change the world. Though I suppose just existing and doing anything could change it for someone (or me if something unexpected occurred). Because you never know, things sometimes just happen. There in-lays an issue that I have… that something important has to occur for life to be exciting or fun. Why does life *have* to be exciting or fun or? Good question. One thing I also worry about is that my son has a ‘good’ life, that I am responsible for providing fun things for him, which I often think I’m failing at doing. There’s this underlying current in me that thinks that I am not all that interesting because nothing news worthy ever happens. Then again, would I want things like that to happen? I guess that depends on what I consider “news worthy”, huh? I guess when I think of things that may be like that that I think of what might make it onto a newscast on any type of media. I was going to say ‘TV or Radio’, but then it occurred to me that there are magazines, the Internet, newspapers, people talking, etc. So there’s really no way to know for certain who would think something worth letting into their life. Plus, the people who broadcast ‘whatever’ are basing ‘it’ on what they think others may consider important or enjoyable. What I’m saying is that I need to just stop worrying/thinking about what others think, and just live life without the burden of pleasing somebody else. A people pleaser I am, and always have been. *sigh*
          Well, I did get the application to become a volunteer at/for a hospice filled out and mailed in. I don’t know exactly what they’ll ask me to do. It could be just visiting with people who ordinarily don’t get very many visitors, or playing board games and stuff like that, for an hour a couple of times a week. If my application is approved I’ll have to do some sort of training, at which time my activities will be talked about. I’m kind of nervous. Never done anything like this. I may have to spend time with people who’re sick, dying, mentally or physically disabled. The important thing is that I’ll be helping other people deal with life/death/whatever. It should be interesting.