Yesterday was not Friday but I still had to make my way up to Harrison. I had an appointment with Loran to help me with my Medicaid recertification. The paperwork is not simple, they make you jump through hoops. I was very glad for the help, it was well worth the trip up there.
I made a mistake which involves an idiot story and something more nuanced. I have to take three eyedrops, one every two hours and two every four hours. I didn’t bring my drops with me which meant missing two courses, the 2 o’clock and 4 o’clock. Leaving the drops at home is an idiot story. What I feel worse about is that I didn’t prepare for that. I know I forget things like that and need to take precautions. I set alarms on my phone for every two hours and they tell me which drops to take. I don’t depend on myself remembering each time. I know better. I should also know better than to trust that I’ll remember to bring them with me. What I should have done is put them in my bag as soon as I took the noon course. Last night before I went to bed I took an even better precaution. I have extra bottles of two of the meds, I put them in my bag. The one I don’t have an extra for is the least important. Until I run out of the first bottles I’ll be safe and by then I’ll be taking them every four hours or maybe even just twice a day. I laugh at myself for making mistakes. What upsets me is not preparing for the eventuality.
I had to just get up because last night I forgot to prepare for an eventuality. I’m home today and decided to make something nice for dinner, country style spare ribs. That means taking them out of the freezer to defrost. I meant to do that when I got home last night and didn’t. Now I have to let it defrost on the counter instead of more safely in the refrigerator. Somewhere in my freezer I have a good cut of steak. I have to find that and cook it on a day I have the time to do it right.
My original plan was to go shopping right after therapy but I couldn’t do that as I had to race home to take eyedrops. I did that and then made a separate trip. I made a once-a-year purchase, pesach matzoh. I love that I pay $5 for 5 lbs and that lasts me for at least half a year. Guess what I’m having for breakfast. That’s right, matzoh brei.
My therapist says I shouldn’t use my phone or computer before I go to sleep. I have seen the studies showing how the blue from the screens upsets the sleep cycle but the effect is small or nonexistent in me. I just fell asleep while typing. Last night I fell asleep with a phone in my hand and my glasses on. I woke up an hour later and put my reading glasses back in their tube and took the phone off my chest. This morning when I got home I couldn’t find my glasses. Then I needed my glasses to find my glasses. I had my old pair of reading glasses next to my bed and put them on but still didn’t see them. When I went to get up I felt something under my hand. It was the glasses. I had the presence of mind to take them off last night but not to put them on my night table. I slept on them. Good thing they come in that tube.
Back in the day I often posted poetry I wrote. I should go back to writing. I might not be any good but it’s good for me. My friend Hank, a wine professional, challenged friends to write a poem about wine. The prize is a bottle of wine. I don’t drink but I enjoy the challenge. Even if I don’t practice I have not lost my ability to write haikus quickly. This is what I came up with.
The fruit of the vine
Is fermented with great care
Till Bacchus rejoices
I’m going to write another poem now. A poem on writing poetry.
Writing poems is good for the soul.
It is a workout for your mind,
An outlet for your emotions.
The constraints of form force you to focus
And perversely give you freedom.
Its time to write sonnets again.
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Wise Madness 