JUL 30, 17 .. STUPID PILLS? .. AM I TAKING STUPID PILLS?
Patti, you do NOT NEED TO WORRY. You KNOW I had a safe day today. So you can relax as you read the first part of this Post. In this first part you will learn THE REST OF THE STORY about my day.
God gives us what we need. Spirituality. Doctors. Nurses. Medicine. Friends.
Best of all : God gives to us all the Power to Choose and then God gives us Brains to make good choices.
Does God give us Stupid Pills too?
Sad to say.. Yes.
So?
Use the brains God has given you Captain and choose NOT to take Stupid Pills!
BUT God isn’t going to do it all for us. Bad Things Do Happen To Good People.
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Today’s Rhetorical Question :
“Captain! Are you taking Stupid Pills?”
WOW. DID I REALLY DO THIS. OH MY OH MY.
What does this short story tell you about how I am really feeling?
After just over 8-hours of good sleep, I got up early at 6:30am to be sure to catch the 8:30am ferry to Discovery Bay in time. I did all of my morning things (food bar, water, minerals, etc et all). I calmly left my room at the YMCA walking to the Star Ferry to cross Victoria Harbor and walk to the Discovery Bay Ferry Terminal. In short I was early and I was NOT rushing. I got to the ferry terminal 25-minutes early.
SUDDENLY, halfway to the Star Ferry Terminal, IT HIT ME LIKE A BRICK-BAT
1. I did NOT take my cane with a seat to steady myself and to sit upon if necessary.
2. I did NOT wear my bicycle helmet to protect my head from a fall.
How I am really feeling?
I must be feeling really 100% normal.
I do NOT PLAN to do this again!
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NO SPORTS FANS! You are NOT imagining that you have read the above words before! To be precise, in my Post dated JUL 15, 17, you read the above words. I just did a copy / paste to move them here to refresh my memory and yours too.
“Captain, you are in the very late-innings of this game (baseball), you are late in the 4th quarter (football / basketball), you are late in the 3rd period (ice hockey), there are only 5 laps to go in this 500-mile race, you are on hole 16 of the 4th day (golf)..
Yes! You are ahead. Yes! You have the slimmest of leads BUT!
THIS GAME / THE RACE .. IS NOT OVER YET CAPTAIN!
We know that it is easy for you to let up on your program of safe action so you do not fall again. But get a grip.
The goal that you have been striving for now lies a mere 3 / 4 days away.
Captain? Are you taking STUPID PILLS?”
/sign me/ GOD! I am rooting for you BUT .. Get a grip..
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Pregnant Woman Syndrome : IF a woman could really remember what birthing her first child was like, there would be many more one-child families!
I fell in Dubai. It hurt. Broken hip. I flew to Hong Kong. That hurt. I flew to Seattle. I nearly picked up a drink of alcohol on the 12-hour flight to get some relief, any small just one-drink-relief from the pain in my still broken hip. I did not pick-up. I lived-with-that-hellish pain! 3-hour painful layover in Seattle with the pain. Flew to Phoenix. THAT hurt. Patti and the Mayo Clinic. Surgery. Recovery. Blood thinner. Depressive Episode. Late April, finally, I began to have glimmers of once again feeling-like-me. Patti flies home. I pull-off an amazing, great, positive, 2+ months of being on-my-own. Somehow I got on the plane to Hong Kong. Pulled that off. Somehow I got on the plane here to Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia. Pulled that off. It took me hell-and-high-water to get a visa to enter Russia. I now am a mere 3-4 days away from entry into Russia.
“And Captain?”
Yesterday, Sunday the 30th of July, I got up at 6:30am to meet Changer at 9:30am to speak at two meetings.
The Point Captain?
After over 10-hours (TEN count-them hours) of good sleep, I got up early at 6:30am to be sure to meet Changer, on-time, three hours later at 9:30am.
I did all of my morning things, I washed-up, I ate a good breakfast, I drank water, I took minerals, I drank more water now mixed with Vitamin C / Lemon. I was super-relaxed, I was calm-cool-collected, I was NOT rushing. I was NOT in a hurry. I was NOT frazzled.
“And Captain?”
Mister Cool, Mister At the Top-Of-His-Game Captain, feeling 1000% wonderful, feeling better-than-better.. FORGOT.
Pregnant Woman Syndrome : How did THIS happen again? I am pregnant. Morning sickness. Bloated. STOP kicking me in the stomach. Children please be good. Mommy is not feeling well. GOD what was THAT pain. It is time. Pant like a puppy. Push. Aaarrrrggggggg.
My just-born, is already after and looking for food! Later in life : What on earth do I do with this teenager?
As with a multiple-child female, our Captain did not remember last November 25th and risked getting-himself-pregnant.
As changer pulled away from my building in his automobile, and we two headed out to participate in our two meetings today..
Suddenly, and I will admit with-a-jolt, I realized that I had left my apartment WITHOUT..
1. Taking my cane with a seat to steady myself and to sit upon if necessary.
2. Taking my bicycle helmet to protect my head from a fall.
At least the female of our species has an excuse. The female is genetically programmed (whether she likes it or not) to have children to propagate the human race. Then, isn’t two better than one?
Oh yes! Some rise above their genetics and (“Do I want, do I need the grief?”) or for many other very good reasons, don’t bear children. But you get the idea. Bearing and birthing a child is a monumental undertaking.
My excuse?
All I can offer is, at AGE 80, the feminine part of me has risen to the fore and (forgetting reality, THAT sounds like fun Mister Male .. Oh My I am pregnant again!) I too can NOT seemingly accurately remember the grief I went through last November 2016 to April 2017 to RIGHT NOW.
I survived. I did NOT fall. Perhaps because of then remembering, as Changer and I drove off to our meetings, November 2016 and mentally re-living my Hong Kong experience, I did not even come close to falling. And I had a full outing. In addition to starting the day with two meetings, after the meetings I went to the State Department Store to re-charge my cell phone and rode several buses and did some grocery shopping, all without my cane and protective helmet.
I DO NOT PLAN TO REPEAT THIS SCENARIO.
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Today, Sunday the 30th of July 2017, in spite of taking a ‘stupid pill’ to begin my day, I had One Great Day.
Two magnificent meetings. I gave back what I have been so freely given.
We have arrived at our 10am meeting location.
Our 10am meeting was in the basement of a building within a very large (and I mean very large) urban residential development.
Panning to the right from the above view, below we see the entrance to the meeting.
Down the stairs, slowly, and oh so very carefully, with no cane nor helmet or handrail, I walk / creep.
Some, actually I would say most, meetings are on the formal / organized / all-business side. After all, it is a life-and-death issue. We are here to help save both each other and those we could hurt .
I texted Patti and told Patti that this meeting venue has to be one of the grandest venues I have ever experienced here in Mongolia.
You want formal? Below, for Mongolia, you have..
B i g t i m e f o r m a l !
Changer and I sat together (as we always do) up front.
The attendees sat as you see below.
Nice, very VERY nice, Japanese Style overhead lighting.
Changer felt that the meeting went very well. Of course I don’t understand word-one of the Mongolian language but Changer certainly gets told directly / and also overhears, what the attendees think. Mongolians, it seems, are not overly-shy on their opinions!
So out and off Changer and I went after the meeting. We went to his home and relaxed while he ate a snack and then off we went to the afternoon meeting.
Above you saw what a formal meeting can look like.
Now we will go to a small, super-relaxed, cozy, chummy, yet extremely-intense at the same time, meeting where the members are all part of a home-group.
Our second meeting was also in the basement of a very large, urban residential development building.
Down at the very lower left below, you can see a small, light reddish-brown entry structure.
In we will go, down some steps..
And we have arrived at our second meeting venue today, Sunday the 30th of July 2017.
Woa!
From this..
To this!
Changer and I sat in the two black chairs (with backs! ) up front. Two or more hours (2-1/2 hours to be exact) with NO chair back is just a tad to much for yours truly BUT I can, and I have, done it.
Looking back at the entrance door into the meeting room.
“Yes ‘Zilla?” ..
“Yes ‘Zilla you are correct.”
“You can indeed see that there are some ‘munchies’ at this meeting. The Mongolians LOVE THEIR ‘MUNCHIES’. ”
There were also a LOT OF MUNCHIES at the larger, more formal meeting I showed first. I did not photograph them because I did not want to show members.
“Yes Patti?”
“Where are the members of the small meeting?”
“My Dear Patti. Your Captain ‘shooed them all outside the door’ so I could take the above photographs ‘Just-For-You’ my Dear One.”
For fun, during a break in the second, smaller meeting, I telephoned Patti and we (all 11 of us) said very loudly..
“HI PATTI.”
Wish you were here My Dear One to keep track of me and my cane and bicycle helmet.
Smiles .. Your Captain.
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I really had to concentrate to follow this one! However, am relieved to know that even without your sit-down cane and without your helmet, you avoided any falling drama and had a successful, meaningful, productive day. Love, Patti
Thanks for ‘staying-with-it’ My Dear One. Of course I wrote Part I for myself. I can NOT afford to fall and totally erase all of the effort that I put forth during the months of May and June into very early July to convince MYSELF, not the world, but to convince ME that I could do this. That I could indeed pace myself and not overdo it. Which I still am doing BUT, one small slip, leaving my cane and helmet in my room, poses the grave risk of losing it all. Love, Cap
Might I suggest that you are not taking pills but regaining your confidence?