Archive for September, 2017

A Contrarian

September 30, 2017

As others referred to the late and great Jimmy Breslin as a contrarian secretly I am the same way in doing what my heart tells me regardless of how others view me. I mainly have to answer to myself and no one else.  I’ve received a lot of opposition in the past and still do however again what I think matters. What is more I think things out methodically and logically. This is throughout my entire life as if to plan every move I make. It’s worked for me and I’ve lived a three fourths of a century so I must be doing something right. I’ve always had the tendency to think of others first before myself which most of the time serves me correctly.  I naturally get on others nerves though I’ve not had the intention, yet if it would be known precisely. On the subject of asking questions to others it never is one question. It’s a series of questions one after another because my mind is in quick concession.  In addition I find the more comfortable I’m with someone and it works both ways: only then I open up with expressive thoughts. If a person asks me a question one after another and I don’t really know them I become very quiet to a point of silence. That also goes for others whom I known and don’t like though I don’t say it in speaking terms though they know it without a doubt. I don’t hurt others feelings as to saying terms in a jokingly way, yet others have done that to me and I’ve outwardly ignored them,  yet inwardly the comments have hurt and sometimes I feel that it doesn’t matter because they don’t know any better. I just chalk it up to ignorance. Then gradually shy myself away without them knowing why though that is the real reason. My mind is like a computer. It stores a lifetime of comments in a memory bank.

During And After The Ordeal

September 27, 2017

My love of reading  put my into a prime position of doing just that. As being an avid reader I discovered my well known precious authors of  books. I covered seven of them. After reading in my mind was wonderful as I could spam a great deal of knowledge and entertainment combined. The list goes as follows: ” The Book on Everything Irish” by Colin Murphy. ” Getting Haiti Right and this time, the US and the coup” by Amy Goodman. ” Roscoe” by William Kennedy. ” Angry Optimist by Jon Stewart. ” The Portable Library” by John Steinbeck, Edited by Pascal Covici Jr.  ” Subway Series Reader” Edited by Pete Hamill.  This was my second time reading this and found it great as was the first time, knowing that Pete Hamill is one of my favorite authors.” The Motorcycle Diaries; Notes of Latin American journeys by Enesto Che  Guevera. These were as intriguing and led an abundance of knowledge which was enjoyable. During and after this time I was fortunately connected with Weesie. Scott, and my two nieces. I mostly texted them and spoke to them by phone. How wonderfully glorious was this.

Another Ordeal

September 27, 2017

As the months settled into the summer and trying to take special care of my health another ordeal occurred. This one was and is very important. On July 13th and it was a Thursday and not a Friday, I finished brushing my teeth and saw a bright light in my eye and collapsed sideways toward the door. Thinking it was my angle I rose again and the for the second time collapsed. Andre said to me ” I’m calling 911. So the ambulance came and took me to Strong.  While in the ambulance I noticed that my foot was highly bruised and it hurt. Was in the x ray room and it shown a compound fracture of my foot. The people said that because of dehydration was Near Syncope which low blood pressure. I was more concerned with that more so that my foot. Knowing that over the years I’ve had compound fractures of different bones and they have fortunately healed eventually over time.  But this low blood pressure was my concern and still is. I has a splint on my foot which traveled to nearly my knee. I was most uncomfortable to say the least. I felt like the person that Daniel Day Lewis brilliantly portrayed in ” My Left Foot.” Had the original splint on then had a waterproof one. When I when to the orthopedic place I bombarded them with questions about low blood pressure which was to no avail. The months went into August then finally in September after two sets of x rays I was released from that place. Seemed like forever though of course it is my nature to make the best out of anything and just dealt with it. I carry around a blue pitcher of water and a red  cup and constantly hydrate myself. Being thin. small boned and  high strung puts a toll of me though trying to eat right things that have water in them: a list of fruits, salads,  and juices will aid in this process.

The Ordeal

September 27, 2017

This is my first time since April! So patiently waiting wasn’t a terrible long deal. I occupied myself with other ventures which was most entertaining to me and was most satisfying  and mainly didn’t think of it for the most part!  As the most went by I was good.  The months went by picking up on the international national local news as usual. Doing what I do best worrying about important things. Moving to a place nearly closed to where I was when I first came to Rochester. This place was horrendous, not safe, with all kinds of problems to put it mildly. I signed to  a one year lease unaware of the monumental issues ahead so as the short months came and gone I just stayed to myself. Then my son’s roommate moved out wanting a place of his own. That gave me prime opportunity to move back to my original place which I reside now. Told the landlord that I was moving , she said to put it in writing so I did just that. Told her I didn’t feel safe there. Told her why yet didn’t elaborate fully. With the unwanted noise the general vicinity of where it was located and on and on. Knowing I had an eye doctor’s appointment on the 15th, which was very important I moved on the 4th of June. She was a slum lord never repaired anything including washing machines and dryers. This put a great deal of stress on me. The bottom line was money in her eyes. This was a short version of what actually happened and just scripting this makes me stressed out. Told myself I must calm down, yet being high strung I have to make a real effort! I’m ok copacetic!