Stop Sign.

Stop Sign.

By Norm Seeley | January 14, 2010

This morning, it wasn’t one of the first things that I got to, but I did, finally,  just before noon take my walk to the end of the block and hit the Stop Sign.  Don’t tell any one in the Scottsdale Streets Department.  I’m sure there is an ordinance that prohibits Scottsdale Citizens from hitting City Property.   If you are from a foreign country like Mexico, it’s OK.

Today was a struggle.  Every other step sent a pain shooting up the center of my back.  It felt like my right leg was shorter than the left.  And both legs felt like they were working as hard as they could and there was nothing left.

But I made it, down to the sign and back.  I Made it.  I’m not trying to lose weight, just bring my energy level up.

I had gotten to a point several months ago, that the daily walk was a piece of cake.  Today it was one tough cut of steak.

January 14, 2010 · Filed Under Scottsdale Arizona, Uncategorized

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Forgot to Tell.

When we returned from California a couple weeks ago, before the end of 2009, on our way out of San Diego, thought that it would be a good idea to top off the gas tank of our van.

Pulled into a gas station, and as I normally do asked Karen if she wanted me to roll down her window.  She said no, as it was a little on the chilly side.  With that I opened my door and got out, closing the door behind me.

Went to the pump, put the hose into the fuel tank, and squeezed the control.  No sooner I did that it stopped pumping.  Squeezed again.  Shut itself off again.  With all of $3.97 worth of gas dispensed, I headed back into the van.

The drivers door was locked.  I reached in my paints pocket for the keys.  They weren’t there.  I looked in the window and saw them in the ignition.   Karen had no way to open the van from where she was sitting in her wheelchair.

I went to the office and asked for help.  The sole employee told me she could not leave the office.  I walked back to the van.

There I pulled out my cell phone and called 911.  I had the cross streets of where the station was and looked at the building itself and saw the address.  I told the 911 operator that I had locked my wife, who was in a wheelchair, inside our van and where we were.   I told her that she was all  right but that I needed help to open the van and get in, where the keys were.

In about 20 minutes up pulled a fire truck and three firemen got out.  For the next 25 minutes or so they used Slim Jim gear and attempted to open the door.  They finally got it open by prying the rubber around the driver’s window and forcing in a metal rod and pulling up the door lock in the door.

Karen was OK.  I, just a little embarrassed,  was fine.  Thanked the firemen, and off we went on our way home to Scottsdale.

January 11, 2010 · Filed Under Thoughts

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January 8, 2010

Started off the day by learning that this is the 75 Birthday of Elvis Presley.  I wasn’t a big fan of Elvis at first but I did over the years realize that he did have talent.   If you would like to hear some of his songs go to:   http:/www.normradio.com/2010/01/08/fridays-music-69/

There you will find some of his number one songs over the years.

I have gotten back into the habit of taking a walk to the end of the block, hitting the Stop Sign and returning home.  Today it was a little harder than normal.  Today is trash day in Scottsdale and the trash containers are left on the street for pick up.  Seems like every house along my route but the container on the sidewalk.    The city tells you to make sure the containers on in the street not the sidewalk but apparently that doesn’t happen in this block.   OH Well, I was able to navigate around each of the containers.

And yes I also was able to hit the Stop Sign.   Good Job Norm.

January 8, 2010 · Filed Under Arizona, Thoughts

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Today !

Been up since 7 AM this morning.  Did the everyday things I do as the caregiver for my wife along with getting back into the habit of walking to the end of the block, hitting the stop sign, and returning home.

How do I feel?  To be honest not that good.  It seems that since returning from California, pain has found a new home.  HERE, in ME.

But even though I have had the same injections as Rush, I have no thoughts of going to the hospital.

Grin and bare them.  That’s how I think about my situation.

It’s a little disappointing, following “Medical Instructions” and still have to put up with pain which seems to be growing.    That, I guess, is life.

January 7, 2010 · Filed Under Thoughts

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