Living On Oxygen for Life
Sorry! I started writing this on November 8th and I’m just now finishing it up for y’all. Enjoy!
Yesterday was amazing! I got up early. No, I am talking EARLY, like, before the worms wake up to be eaten by the birds kind of early. K and I are complete opposites. He calls us ying and yang. We are opposites but we fit together in a weird way. He’s OCD and I’m ADD which can cause some problems if you can well imagine but we have this special quirkiness that makes us work.
You see, the day before yesterday (Thursday), I had to take K to his eye exam where he had his eyes dilated so he needed a ride home. I spent the time (boring time) waiting in the lobby of the optometrist wondering just how long it takes to do an eye exam. That’s when a little boy walks over to me and ask what was in my nose (referring to my tubing). I told him simply that I have this tubing that gives me oxygen from this tank. It helps me breathe better. I then, of course, complimented him on getting some Superman stickers on his shirt. Later, I overheard one of the receptionist talking about her son having respiratory problems. She didn’t get her son a flu shot last year and she was planning on getting him one this year and the pertussis vaccine. She was telling the other receptionist that her son can get a simple sore throat and then overnight she’s having to take him into the emergency room with something so much worse. I told her that I was the same way especially as a child. (I know… I butted in and it’s probably a rude thing to do.) I have to catch a sore throat early to prevent getting worse since I also have respiratory problems. We talked about 20 minutes and then K came out ready to check out. That’s when we saw one other receptionist’s nifty watch which we oooh’d and ahhh’d over. The optometrist told him that he needed progressive bifocals. He feels old now. Poor guy.
Anyway, before I get way off subject, let me steer back to what I’m trying to tell you. Ok, let me regroup my thoughts for a second…. Oh yes! I woke up early on Friday, took K to work because his car was left at his mom’s house and I needed my van to go get my monthly labs done. Oh the joys of taking Tracleer. Just before he got out of the van at work, he said, Chris (that’s what he calls me), let’s have a great day. And I was like…. Okaaaay… In my mind, I was thinking of all the things I had to do that day but then he did something fun. He raised his fist and told me to fist bump to seal the deal but I went one step further… haha! It makes me laugh just thinking about it. I said we have to “Wonder Twin activate or it won’t count with the explosion sound and fingers spread out afterwards. You know what? He did it and that made the beginning of my day SO awesome!
I drove all the way to get my labs done and found out that my standing orders were NOT in their system. They were NOT faxed according to their computer. I had emailed my nurse just 2 days prior to confirm that they were faxed and she said yes they were and that I didn’t need to take the paper orders in. Just go get my labs done. Big, big mistake. Next time I will take my paper orders. Phone calls had to be made from the lab and I ended up sitting around there for over an hour. However, I rewarded myself with a Egg McMuffin and a hash brown from McDonalds and all was much better afterwards. I went home watched a Netflix movie, ate lunch and took a power nap because I still had to go pick K up from work. By the time I was ready to go at 2:30 o’clock, K texted me saying start heading his way and, of course, there was a major traffic jam. Typical! Once I got through the traffic, I burned rubber down the highway, but safely! I arrived right on time! Wheww! Then, he informed me that the place we were ordering his glasses was located in the mall. UGH! The mall???? I really wanted to stomp my foot but remembered that were suppose to have a Wonder Twin power good day. So, I put on my happy face and said, “Love to! Let’s go!”
K was pretty sure the Lens Crafters store was located near Dillard’s. So, that’s where we parked my van. We decided to not use my wheelchair because, hey, the store is just right there, right? Oh heck no. We breeze through Dillard’s to only find out from the directory that the store is on the other side of the freaking mall. I told him that I could do this but we may have to stop here and there. As we’re walking through the mall, we were looking in each store and I pointing out the boots and outfits I like or thought would look good on me. I’m not a shopper. I don’t like buying clothes for myself until I’m in clothes buying mood which is not very often and then on top of that, I’m pretty frugal. K hates that. hehe! We were walking and walking and walking… *sigh* I would stop to look at the clothes in the window of a stop to give myself a break from walking. I get short of breath while walking the mall. I was saying in my head that this outfit looks good and that one over there was awesome but then we get to a store that made us both ask each other if we were getting old… I mean, what were those designers thinking or smoking? Ugh!
Finally, we get to Lens Crafters and it took forever for K to pick some frames. We sit down with a sweet young lady and we got to talking. I don’t know what it is about us that brings out the fun side of people but this woman was telling us that she just adopted a stray kitten that she named Ms. Tickles who happens to be a boy kitty. The poor thing is going to grow up having some sort of complex. We had a good laugh in that store. That is until the sticker shock freaked me out. Yikes! We took so long in the store that I darn near ran out of oxygen in my portable but I made it back to the van. It would have taken K longer to go get the van and drive it around the mall to pick me up than for me to just walk back.
It was a good day but busy. Home Depot was our next stop and I think we scared a woman at first because we were in the “self checkout” lane because nothing else was open. Typical! Anyway, there was a security camera screen right there where you scan your purchases. I pointed it out to K and I was waving and smiling at it like a looney person, I’m sure! That’s when K stepped behind me and strangled me like Homer does with Bart Simpson. I was playing it up good too. I should’ve gotten an Oscar! It was so funny. Well, until we realized we had an audience. The poor lady. I looked at her laughing and then pointed at her saying, “Witness! I have a witness!” Of course, she realized that we were playing and so she told us that she didn’t see a thing. haha! We are a strange couple. I mean, K lets me stand on the end of the shopping cart to push me around the store so I won’t get overly tired. The only thing that could have been better was if my portable wouldn’t have frozen up when K refilled it from the reservoir that I keep in my van just before we went to eat dinner. Life sure is crazy. Isn’t it?