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Wednesday, September 26, 2018

26 September 2018.......

25 September 2018

So I have been resting the past couple of days. 

President Trump is speaking at the UN today. I understand people don’t like him. Why, is truly beyond me. Well that’s not true. If i could see things from his perspective, I might have a very different perspective. 

My knee jerk reaction, about many things, is it is not as correct as I would like it. Still, I have the perspective of a person in a wheelchair. 

What really gets me, is how so many people seem to have a low opinion of the president. That is fine. Keep your opinion to yourself. If you really want to make some change, run for public office. 

Opinions are like buttholes. Everyone has one. Most people think the other person’s stinks. 


26 September 2018

I don’t have any idea why but my insides are wanting to come out my butthole. I’m sure that is not a pleasant idea to think about, even less pleasant if you have to live through. So let’s think about something else. 

I want to go out today. That might have to wait until tomorrow. I will work on my budget, read,  who knows. 

I was hoping it would be cooler here. It’s going into spring. Nope. It’s hot. No air conditioner. Just fans. Some places are air conditioned. Not many. At church, fans on all the ceilings. At times it is cooler outside than inside. All I can say air conditioning is my friend. I can survive without it, but it definitely makes life more pleasant. 

I found some really cool flip-flops for my son. Now I will find the rest some and I will be great. 

The US is great but everything is so expensive. Still her things are not the most acceptable for a person in a wheelchair. What do you do?

Tuesday, September 25, 2018

25 September 2018........June 2017......can I please



4 June 2017

My children and I are celebrating the end of the school year. 

We went to the zoo yesterday with grandma and grandpa. Grandpa didn't do well in the heat. It was hot. Long story short he had to ride in the ambulance to the hospital. He was not doing well. I've never seen him act so old before. 

We got an annual pass. We will go back. 

We left and the children still wanted to go swimming, so we did. They are so funny watching what they do when they swim. 

My neighbor helped with dinner because grandpa was so sick. So nice of her. She's an angel. My daughter loves playing with her children, especially her daughter. 

Yesterday ended up being nothing as planned. Still it had its good moments. It had moments I just wanted to bawl over. It helped me to see how little emotional control I really have and how it needs to be kept it check. 


9 June 2017

So I've been and am sick. Not fun. It appears that toast is the only thing that doesn't make me want to throw up. So that's what I'll be eating the next few days. 

My nose is runny. I'm not as stiff and sore as yesterday. 

My mind is weighed down by many concerns. That is not normal for me, but everything I becoming heavy right now. 


10 June 2017

So I have been sick. Not fun. Eating toast and applesauce. The toast seems to be the best at not making me feel yucky. Water works at not making me feel yucky. In some ways I just don't know. 

One thing I hate, and will always hate, is the fact that there are many aspects of my life that are not "Normal". They never will be. For me they are normal. For everyone else it's very different. 

Yesterday was simple. Eat bread watch TV. Eat more bread. Watch more TV. Think about how depraved the world is becoming. Eat more bread. Watch more TV. Finally go to bed. Not a typical day. I've been sick. 


13 June 2017

So life ,for me, is so complicated that it is truly impossible for me to explain. I know that sounds like I think to much of myself. I am such an outlier that it is truly hard to explain someone like me. 

Yesterday I did nothing of any real consequence. I was more tired than I realized to begin with. I was watching TV some. What a day. 


14 June 2017 

Happy flag day. 

I am so tired recently I just don't know why. I want to just sit during the day. 

I got my mail yesterday and just doing that made me so tired. 

I've learned that most people really don't understand how tired I am or can become. The simple fact that I had a stroke I think should be explanation enough for people. It's not. One person had surgery and it wiped him out. Still, his problem was mainly muscular. My problem is neurological. I can walk on the treadmill for maybe 10 minutes and 1/4 mile if I'm lucky. I used to be able to run for 5 miles without stopping. 

Things are so different for me what I have written can't begin to explain the difference. 

That being said, I can do a lot, especially for someone who has had the kind of stroke I have had. I am extremely blessed and grateful. 

The Lord has watched out for me when I wasn't watching out for myself. He will tell us what we should do, but he won't tell us why. He knows how things will turn out depending on what we choose. He doesn't stop us from making foolish decisions. He doesn't jump in in the middle of things and force us to change our mind about something. Despite our efforts to do lots of things that are less than wise, he allows us to do what we want. 

I wish I could go back in time to change my mistakes. That is not how life works. We have to learn, if we will, and move on. 

I like to think I'm smarter than average. Maybe I am. Still I am prone to mistakes like anyone. We all have our own mistakes. It doesn't mean we are always wrong. 


16 June 2017

Yesterday I just sat and did nothing. I have felt the need to recover and rest. From what? I don't know. The simple and sarcastic answer is I had a stroke. I will let you know if I recover. 

I want to let the world know how wonderful I am. The problem is I'm just a human. I'm no more wonderful than anyone else. There are people that do extraordinary things. I don't fit in that category. 

I've been watching a lot if TV lately. Netflix is fun. I have been watching a show called TURN: Washington’s spies. Very interesting take one the American Revolution, looking at it from the point of view of people who may have been spies and intelligence gatherer’s. I would say it is a more unvarnished look at the Revolution. In general most Americans romanticize it a lot. It was a war. People died. In some ways it was like a civil war. Family against family. Part for one side, part for the other. The American side was in many ways treating it like a guerrilla war. Ignoring the conventions of traditional warfare in many ways. Still, I glad it turned out the way it did. And I someways it's a good show. 


17 June 2017

So, I have been putting forth extra effort not to get upset at “stuff”. In some ways that is not easy. People my think they are right. I know I'm right many times. I've decided it's easier to let someone think they are right. If it is not a big deal, and won't effect if the sun rises or sets, life goes on. 

Yesterday I went to the gym. In many ways I can't believe how little strength I have. 

After I came home I decided to sit because I was so tired. 

I sorted my clothes that had been washed. Rested again. 

Took a phone call. Rested again. 

I alway have something to do. But more often than not I get so tired I can't do a thing. In some ways I even get to tired to watch TV. Yesterday was one of those days. 


18 June 2017

Happy Father's Day.

My children got me stuff so we can make homemade ice cream. So we might be having ice cream for breakfast. 

We went to the water park yesterday. Very hot but very fun we will just need to take my electric wheelchair and not my manuel chair. And swim shoes because the ground I so hot. The children had lots of fun though. 


19 June 2017

I get tired with my children. They are so energetic. Just watching them can make me tired. 

My one son loves cooking. He made cinnamon rolls and ice cream. It was good. 

We watched a show about animals yesterday after church. I like that they like shows like that. They get so wrapped up in it. Some things are “so cute”. Then they hate how some things get eaten. That's life. They're learning. 


24 June 2017

I have been so up and down in the way I feel lately. I hate it, but that is how life goes. 

I ended up doing so many things I had to yesterday to make sure my son was ready for scout camp. 

I am very grateful that people were willing to help. It was still crazy. 

I have really found out the fact that I had a stroke has made me so very different than most other people. In many ways I'm just like other people. In many ways, for better or worse, I'm like other men. I still avoid sports. I get to caught up in the competition. But like most people I like to eat and I can probably eat most people under the table. Most of the time, I don't feel full or hungry. Eating has become an academic process. If I eat to much I will be in pain because my stomach expands so much. I still don't feel full it is just physical discomfort. 

If my blood sugar is low I can usually tell because my behavior becomes eradicate. It is hard for me to recognize at times, but I usually have to eat something. 

In many ways I am an outlier. At another time I would be dead. If I lived in some places I still might be. Our culture has a very weird concept of the value of life. That's all I will say right now. 

It is getting hot this year. I guess I shouldn't worry. It will get hotter.


26 June 2017

My son is off to his first camp. I hope he has fun. 


28 June 2017

I feel great in the morning and by lunch I'm feeling broken and tired. I have not wanted to do anything during most of the day. I went to the apartment office yesterday and I was so tired coming home I almost crashed. I'm tired I just don't know

Thursday, September 20, 2018

20 September 2018.......some days I just want to lay there.

20 September 2018


Traveling is not really a good thing for me. I knew that already but this trip has confirmed that for me. I get so tired that I cannot do anything for days sometimes. 

I had to go to the pharmacy yesterday. I was itching so badly my legs were getting sores. Not fun. So we went to the pharmacy. The medication they sold me worked great. 

After we decided to stay out for a while. Sidewalks here are made for walking. Wheelchairs are an afterthought if they are even a thought at all. Cobblestone streets are not fun in a wheelchair. They look beautiful. Riding on them in a wheelchair, not fun. 

We went to a supermarket. That was fun. Still I had to ride along the street and at times that made me afraid for my life. Still, if someone were to hit a person in a wheelchair, whether or not it’s my fault, the person that hit the guy in the wheelchair, would never be able to live it down. 

I love going places here but I get so tired and it is not easy. 

We went to Salvador the other day. I’ve never seen so many things like the US. Walmart, Sam’s Club, Burger King. All kinds of things I would never expect to see here. It has been 23 years since I was here. A lot can change over time. I was in a different part of the country. 

Maybe I will have to come home 100 pounds heavier and just let my fiancĂ©e cook all the different foods here. I am not sure how much I like going out and I don’t know if my body can take it. 

Monday, September 17, 2018

17 September 2018.......I’m going to be a fat boy when I grow up

17 September 2018

We had to do some cement work the other day, so I was stuck I’m the house for the day. Not my idea of a good time. Still it gave me a chance to rest. Some people may say, “why don’t you get out more?” I want to push myself and go see more than is reasonable. I make people that walk tired at times. But we went to the mall the other day. Towards the end of our time there I was ready to bawl. My fiancĂ©e doesn’t like it when I cry and I try not to. I can get very easily overwhelmed. It’s just life with a brain injury. 

Anyway, now I have a more easy time getting in and out of the house. I still have a very hard time with cobblestone streets and ramps that are very steep. We were at church yesterday. Some outside ramps, but all the doors into the church building have a step up. Not my idea of a good time. Once I was in the building, everything was great. That is something I have noticed about a lot of church buildings I’m general, handicap accessibility is an afterthought. Temples, and churches, a lot of money is spent to retrofit something that could have been more easily done in the first place. 

The Temple I go to most was built in 2005. Still after it was built a ramp was built and an elevator installed outside so persons, like myself can even get inside the Temple. At the time of the open house I could walk so I didn’t have to worry about things like ramps. I very much have to worry about things like that now. 

Being in Brazil has opened my eyes even more to things like handicap access. In the US I never realized how accessible things are. Some things in the US are nominal at best. Things in Brazil, even more so. 

Still I love it here. If I’m not careful I am going to get so fat I don’t fit in my wheelchair. I love the food. If I could eat all day I would.  At the moment I’m ok. 

Thursday, September 13, 2018

13 September 2018.......so, here I am

8 September 2018

Traveling is exhausting for me. 24 hours of travel time for me. Now 3 days later I am still tired, but I am not exhausted like I was two days ago. 


13 September 2018

So, I am in Brazil, Bahia. I like it. Bahia is the butt of a lot of jokes here, kind of like Alabama or Kentucky in the USA. I’ve been to Kentucky and I lived in Alabama for a time. I like them. But now I live in Texas. I like it a lot more. But I digress. 

Brazil is very different from the USA. First and most obvious, they speak Portuguese. I can. I can understand better than I can speak.  

The bathrooms here drive me nuts. I won’t say much besides I don’t like them. Not at all like the US. If you want to ask me sometime, send me a message. I will tell you.  

I love the food here. It’s ripping my digestive system apart. Still I want to eat more and more. 

We were out the other night and I wanted to refill my drink like in the US. It’s not the same here. You refill you pay again and the cups are a lot smaller. 

We were visiting the city center. Handicap access is an afterthought, if it’s a thought at all. So many cobblestone streets, steps, Etc., the busses have the handicap symbols so maybe I will try them in a few days. 

The biggest supermarket I have been to is nothing compared to what I’ve used in the US. Still there are things you would never find in the US and things you pay big bucks for. 

The roads have horse drawn carts along with the cars. Not the cute romantic kind like some places I’ve been. Horses that draw carts for everything. 

Motorcycles are everywhere. When we have used Uber. I get really nervous about how close all the people on the road get to one another. Still, I haven’t seen an accident yet and I hope I don’t. 

This is a world of extremes. The US is very homogeneous, slight differences regionally. 

I love it here. Sure, there are some things I don’t like but that’s life.