Friend Jennifer is coming to San Francisco next week and we are plotting our time together, deciding where we will meet and what we will do. We have not seen one another in months. Our excursion shall have a name: “Two Dirty Old Ladies Do the Town”. I shall share some of our emails so you get an idea of what will be happening.
She: So we can meet at the Ferry Building, have drinks and lunch. There will not be too much walking involved.
Me: Ok it sounds wonderful. I will get Personal Driver to get me there, so no complicated transportation issues. think perhaps Slanted Door as more privacy and Hog Island is usually so crowded, perhaps not these days as fewer stupid tourists, Cannot wait to laugh, joke and carry on with you. Some secrets never before revealed. Hahahaha
She: Such fun! Do you have any plans for the weekend?
Me: Yes, actually I do. My building is hosting a wine and cheese party on Friday evening and a brunch on Saturday morning. As I have mentioned my building is populated by young and handsome men. I have met a few of them, actually #76,#77 and #78. And I look incredibly sexy with my walker and all. It is actually rather sexy when used correctly. Hahaha
She: It’ll be so good to see you! As for the walker, if anyone can get a guy with one…it’s you! So how many ways can you use it?! No, no, don’t tell me yet. I’m having too much fun trying to visualize it
Me: Damn it you made me laugh! Laugh out loud (loudly). I will practice some moves – draping myself over and around it. Perhaps a threesome? One guy to hold the thing steady. I really should get a ballon for it. But what message??? I definitely am going to put this conversation on my blog.
So that was yesterday. My Care Giver had the day off. It was the last day of my home physiotherapy appointments. I learned how to do stairs with the cane and went on a huge walk to the entrance of this confused building. Took my physiotherapist up to the roof garden and then the long walk back. I was utterly exhausted and then in pain. It is so tempting to lay in bed with the ice machine. No pain with the Care Giver it is our heaven to be totally cared for, probably for the first time in my life. Any care dispensed by my family of origin was erratic. What does that mean? Erratic: Unpredictable, inconsistent, changeable, variable, inconstant, uncertain, irregular, unstable, turbulent, unsteady, unsettled, unreliable, undependable, changing, ever-changing, volatile, varying, shifting, fluctuating, fluid, mutable, protean, fitful, wavering, full of ups and downs; mercurial, capricious, whimsical, fickle, flighty, giddy, impulsive, wayward, temperamental, highly strung, excitable, moody;informalblowing hot and cold;technicallabile;rarefluctuant, changeful.ANTONYMSpredictable; consistent.
Believe me, that is no way to raise a child. Everything being volatile, shifting, fluctuating, mercurial, full of ups and downs. Moreover, it was capricious, fickle and temperamental. But somehow I survived, some might even say thrived. There is a happy ending because finally, at the ripe old age of 76, after much delayed knee replacement surgery, I get the best of all possible care. It is reliable and dependable and dispensed by a woman who has been called a gem. We have a great relationship. I will miss her so much when I grow up. I fear I have got to work at growing up. Gotta get out of the bed, turn off the ice machine, go walk and do more physical therapy. I can come back and ice after I have exerted myself but exertion is necessary. What is exertion? It is effort, strain, struggle, toil, endeavour, hard work, labour, industry, blood, sweat, and tears; pains, assiduity, assiduousness; exercise, activity;informalelbow grease,
So gotta get that elbow grease going.
I also have Personal Driver who is the most reliable man a woman ever had. He picks me up and drives me where I want to go, striving on time despite the stupid traffic that exists in this city. . He is absolutely great. A precious person said to me the other day:
He: I bet when you were in high school you never thought you would have a Personal Driver.
Me; (Laughing) No it never occurred to me. Even six months ago I never thought I would have a Personal Driver. But I got one and we have so much fun together.
I overheard these precious words spoken to Personal Driver.
He: Please take good care of her for me.
Personal Driver: I will.
I almost fainted and when told of this conversation Wise Man said:
He: It struck a personal chord for you.
Me: Did it ever!
