Yesterday was not a gravy day, not was today full of good gravy.

How did I deal with my two days?

Yesterday I went to see my patient. He wasn’t home, but his scooter was there. He uses his scooter to get around. I knew something was up.

I texted my supervisor who is awesome by the way. I got paid for two hours and she called the hospital.

That’s where he was.

On Friday he had been smoking meth for a couple days. He was hallucinating when I left.

Last Monday he had a guy staying with him for a couple days. The guy stole money from my patient, a disabled veteran.

He had a few bad days before the meth. From what I understand meth helps with aches and pains. I get why he did it. He has had a back surgery that left him a foot shorter.

My patient called me today.

He didn’t sound good. He had said they wanted to release him today, however they wanted him to go to a convalescent facility for two to three weeks.

This is how sweet of a dude my patient is, he also said he didn’t want to go because it screw my hours up. And I wouldn’t get paid for two to three weeks.

I told him he doesn’t have to worry about me. He needs to worry about healing himself. And if they think that he needs to be in a convalescent facility for two to three weeks, that’s what I want him to do.

I’m filing for unemployment tomorrow.

Other than that I start looking for a new job for tomorrow.

The thing is I can’t survive unless I get unemployment.

I know this and it’s why I’m doing it tomorrow.

Today, I have a patient I visit one day a week for three hours. Today he gave me a turkey.

I love my disabled veterans. They are my brothers.

Yesterday I was up way too early to take my brother, non veteran, not blood, to get shots in his back because of how much pain he’s in. I was at his place tonight and I will be every night to help him put his Alzheimer’s mother to bed.

She can’t walk and he uses a hoyer lift to move her from her bed to the living room back and forth.

His sister is a liar and a half and he knows it. After he dealt with her earlier today, he was happy to see me when I showed up today.

And my arm is still sprained and riding my scooter, every bump hurts.

However I won’t be riding it for a few days.

Am I happy with the ways things turned out?

Yes and no.

It was a great feeling to know that my patient was more worried about me then himself. It was great getting a turkey. It was as great as it always is hanging out with my brother, the non vet.

Is there anything I can do about anything?

Tomorrow. And it’s planned.

That’s the no, if that’s the no, I will be ok.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.