Daily Ponderings

I have so many things I'm trying to save up for, and so little funds, that every time I do get a tiny bit of extra cash, I have a hard time deciding which "fund" to put it in. There's the pulmonary rehab fund, which has been deemed the most important one. I will need to start dipping into that fund by November, so I'm trying to add most of my money there. I also have a TV fund. It's not a huge necessity, but it might be if the little fuzzies and sometimes white lines get any worse within the next year or so. I've had my tv since I moved here 11 years ago, and it would be nice to get a new one, but that fund is going to take awhile to grow. I'm also trying to save up for contacts and a new pair of glasses by the fall. I refuse to spend a fortune on glasses because the most I wear mine now is maybe 15 minutes a week if I'm lucky. But the prescription in them is so old that I can't wear them during the day unless I feel like puking every 3 seconds

I've spent this week feeling rather cruddy. Monday I was fine, and Tuesday morning before rehab I felt ok. But after getting off the elevator at the hospital to get to the rehab gym, and still feeling like I was on it for the rest of the day, the remainder of my week didn't go so well. In fact, I felt dizzy and nauseous for most of the week. I could be up for awhile, but then I'd have to go lay down and hope that later when I got back up, I'd feel a bit more decent. Thursday was especially bad. I decided not go to to rehab, and tried to walk on my treadmill. I didn't last too long, and then I tried to vacuum. I got it done, but it took awhile. I felt a few times that I might pass out, and glad that I never did. While I felt all this for several days, I knew the reason why. At least, I was pretty sure. That time of the month is never a fun ride, but this time it just made me wonder if that was completely the reason for my crappy days, or if I was getting pulmonary hy

My aunt, uncle, and 2 cousins came up today so that my uncle could play in a poker tournament at the casino. I wanted to know what they were doing for dinner, and they said they were going to meet my uncle at the casino for dinner at the buffet. It's been several years since I've been inside the casino, so I wanted to go, too. While I had fun at dinner, and the food was extremely good, the worst thing was the smoke in the entire building. It was disgusting! The casino is run by the Seneca Indians, and the land is considered theirs. So, being they it's Indian property, they do not have to follow NY state No Smoking laws in restaurants and public places. It's so disheartening to know that I'll probably never go there again because my lungs just couldn't tolerate it. I also can't believe that smoke didn't bother me that much way back in the day when I used to frequent the local bars every weekend. Being that I've been on oxygen for almost 10 years, my l

It's been so long since I've done a puzzle. I did many of them years ago when I changed my computer room into an ocean-themed sanctuary for myself. Five of the pictures hanging on the walls are actually puzzles! I find putting them together to be relaxing. So before the holidays, as I was shopping in Ollie's, a discount store that carries items that might never be seen again, I found a Christian Lassen 3D spherical puzzle. It was only $6, so I got it! I hadn't had much time to put it together until now, and it was fun to do! I guess I spent maybe a week working on it. There were two ways of putting it together. One was the traditional way of doing a puzzle, using the images on the pieces. The other way was by using the numbers on the back of each piece, which was supposed to be the "easy way out," but I did it that way, and it was still rather difficult! Ever the Virgo, I sorted pieces by numbers: 1-99, then the 100s, 200s, etc. There were 540 pieces to the pu