Today's prompt is "What was the last restaurant you went to?" Hmm... I think it was the drive thru at Taco Bell. It was a special occasion as I actually had money to spend. The freezer was just cleaned out because it broke down, and I had no meat to cook for a dinner. It was later in the day, and even if I had bought meat, I would not have been able to cook in the crock pot, which is my favorite way to cook meals. It requires less time on my aching feet. We couldn't go in to eat because the dining area was closed due to the corona virus pandemic.
I have been struggling to get adequate rest lately. Yesterday I spent most of the day on the couch. I had one appointment for Caleb's IEP re-evaluation, that went extremely well. I left the meeting in a good mood. I also spent some time out in the yard. It couldn't have been more than 15 minutes. I went outside to check the mailbox for mail. On the way back inside, I decided to take a look at my gardenias I planted last year. Most of them are no longer there. I think the guy who mows the lawn must have weed-eated them, not being able to differentiate them from the tall weeds. I have maybe 3 or 4 gardenia bushes that survived. One bush was growing a predatory bush inside it. I decided to clip the predator down and remove it, to give my gardenia bush a better chance of survival. When I was done, I was overheating and sweating. I came inside, and was shaking a little bit and dying for ice cold water. Lots of ice water is what I was craving, and air conditioning. It's dangerous for me to work outside in the heat, and it was more than 80 degrees outside earlier in the day. There is no telling what the temperature was when I was out there. I am very sensitive to heat, and attempt to keep my home cold. I had to tell Caleb that I have to be careful going outside in the heat because I can get very sick, very quickly. I have suffered heat injuries before. It would not take a lot for me to stroke because of my history, my weight, and my medications that I take. It's very serious.
I spent the rest of the day napping. I just didn't feel like I could stay awake, I was so tired. I have been having a runny nose, sneezing, and nasal congestion. I hate it. I had plans to get more housework done. Nothing got done. So that makes day 2 of not being able to do my chores. I hope this feeling passes quickly.
I have been eating more lately, and I know I am gaining weight. I am eating more carbohydrate foods since quitting the keto diet. It's not good for me to eat like I have been. I see myself doing it, or look back after the fact, and know I have done wrong.
My feet aren't hurting much lately. I have been wearing my custom insoles with the lift since Tuesday afternoon. I haven't been walking around much, because there is no where to go. I need to use my incline trainer, and I know it.
Caleb found a turtle and a whole bunch of these tiny crabs out at the veterans' park nearby. He brought them home. He carried the crabs in his ACU pocket. He is so funny!
Totally unrelated. When I was a teenager, my brother, my dad, Sharon, and I went on a road trip one summer. It was designed to travel to as many states as possible, learning along the way. We drove in a RV towing a two-door Mazda. I don't remember a lot of the trip. I do remember going to Mammoth Cave. We also saw President Lincoln's family cabin where he was born. I remember we went to one of those steakhouses in Texas where they have the 72 oz. steak challenge. We went to Yellowstone National Park. We went on a hot air balloon ride. I collected memorabilia every where we went. At the time, I was interested in fossils. More than anything else, I remember when the RV burned down.
It happened in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, on a side road that was not paved. The RV cut off and restarted by itself. A fire started in the engine compartment. My dad pulled over, and yelled "Abandon Ship!", so without thinking, I woke Mathew up and got out of the RV as quickly as possible. I did not have on any shoes. My dad couldn't put the fire out with the fire extinguishers. The fire trucks never arrived on the scene. No police showed up. No ambulance either. There was nothing but open green fields to be seen around. I was in shock and was no help at all. All I could do was stand there. Later I would be cut down by my dad for not having shoes on, like that was the real problem. We lost everything in the RV. We had packed to be away from home for about 7 weeks, so you can imagine the losses. It was all very traumatic.
We were on our way to Chicago for Sharon's daughter's something or other and then to Canada for her wedding. That is what was important to Sharon. None of us recovered our losses as my dad did not have homeowner's insurance on the RV. We never went to therapy for the tragedy. We never talked about what happened as a family. Mathew and I were expected to live life like nothing happened. Not even my clothes were replaced.
I got yelled at for not having shoes on immediately after the fire. Here in the U.S., a person can go no where without having shoes on. We had to go to K-Mart for Sharon to buy some shoes for me. She bought a $5 pair of sandals. Problem solved, but they were still angry at me. I didn't talk back. I didn't talk at all. I felt worthless. I just wanted to get away from them, but I was stuck in the back seat of a 2-door Mazda instead. It was a long trip home to North Carolina.
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