Monday, March 30, 2009

Isn't it funny how things turn out? I spent a large portion of my adult life outdoors. I already mentioned my multiple trips cross country just me and my trusty thumb. I also learned to fly helicopters in Arizona while " visiting ". That was fun. Never went so far as getting a license though. Like my scuba diving, helicopters were way out of my income. Seems most of my interest/hobbies are well outside of my financial comfort zone.

Anyways, back to the working out subject. Now a days I spend the majority of my time in the house starring out the window. I've done a complete reversal in a very short time. Getting out really isn't the problem. It is more like what to do once I'm out. Being outside of town there is no place to " walk " to. Spring time wind doesn't help much and soon those summer triple digit temperatures will be a real killer. And I mean that literally.

My wife is constantly telling me to drink more water when it is hot. Now that makes sense, but where do I put the water when I'm full? I can't drink that much. I quit drinking somewhere back in the 80's. Now back than I had capacity! But that like so many other about me are now things of the past.

Ever wish you could take a little pill and selectively erase memories. On one hand I think all those memories and experiences good or bad is what makes a person who he or she is. But than on the other hand, do those same memories and experiences that created the person mess them up later in life? And if you could selectively erase memories what happens to the person?

Maybe erasing memories wouldn't be cool after all. Getting rid of the " bad " or unwanted memories would surely leave holes in a persons personality. After all, we learn quickly not to pick up hot pans without some kind of insulator between our hands and that hot pot. If you erased the memory of hot pots and burns than you would be burning yourself again.

I must be bored!

Anyways, I need to raise around $6000. Obama said I don't qualify for a stimulus package. Got to be rich for that kind of help. I found the outdoor chair I want on closeout for about $6000. Which is a sizable slash in price. Actually really big slash! Although I am up for a new chair through Medicare/Medicaid these outdoor chairs will not get qualified except in extreme situations. Originally my plan was the Medicare/Medicaid route and use my old chair for indoor only use. Extending its usefulness plus getting out. However, the motors on my chair are at the point where the provider would like to replace them. Plus I'm having " issues " with the controller. All in all the cost of repairs puts the current chair into the probable replace catagory. But if I replace it with an outdoor chair with the idea of keeping the old chair for indoor only use and the old chair quite working than I'd be stuck with an outside chair that does not fit indoors very well.

So the better option is to try to raise the $6000 for the outdoor chair and purchase straight out and have Medicare/Medicaid buy a new indoor chair, or repair the old one. So if anyone actually reads this stuff anymore, I'm looking for donations. The more folks that donate the better. Spread the word so to speak. Tell friends, co-workers, anyone. Even if its a little donation it all adds up in the end.

Let me know if you can help, Thanks

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Sorry I've not had anything to say. I've been dealing with a bit of pain all month from the constant pressure of sitting in my wheelchair. 14-16 hours a day takes its toll. Think about it, you guys get up constantly walk around go out to the kitchen for a drink, stretch the old legs. I don't. Its day after day of pretty much sitting in one position.

Some may say go lay down. And this sounds like it should be the appropriate response. But my life has become so sedimentary now, spending time laying down just doesn't seem like the best plan. I get anymore sedimentary I might as well stop breathing and be done with it.

Prior to the big mistake of 1994, I was actually very active. But than I destroyed my shoulder started using wheelchairs and it was downhill from there. I once visited my old Doctor, Dr. Lambert in his home back in Chicago. He had retired by then. But he warned me even back then that what I had if I stopped using it would take its toll on me. Apparently he was right.

So Thursday I get to go see my current Doctor for a prescription of anti-depressants. Just lovely I think. Now I get mood altering drugs. The real problem are the idiots that I have to deal with. The stupid Medicare rules that do not consider any activity outside the home as being medically important. The providers of equipment who are more concerned about the bottom line than my bottom. I just fired the last group. Thats number 5 in 4 years. I'm more concerned about the pain in my butt and lower back than how much profit they were making.

Enough about me.

Its going to be a very long 4 years if every time I turn around some black person is going to inform me that I'm either a racist or a coward. Since when is it the governments job to tell me who I should associate with? I'm thinking that the real racist are those who keep prying a wedge between the rest of us. My black neighbor and I get along just fine without the need to discuss racism. He calls me whitey, or honky I call him Joe. I would not dare call him anything else for fear that would be intolerable. So maybe that was the AG's point. We white folk do not stand up to the racial slurs like we should. Personally I see no real reason to stand up to these racial remarks. I'm not insulted by them.

Funny when I go to Smokey Joe's BBQ I'm not going there because the guy running the show and cooking is black. I go because the BBQ is good. Does Smokey Joe come to my home, or hang out at the local tavern with me ( if I drank that id ), no he does not. But not because he is black, no except for some mighty fine tasting BBQ Smokey Joe and I have nothing else in command. I like his BBQ he likes my money.

My suggestion to any group who feels racially picked on. Try fitting in.