Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Basically OFF TOPIC: Some TV Ramblings and Life Stuff
Yep, that's me - a fly on the leaf of life ... or something to that effect. I know I'm akin to a fly on the wall of the Big Brother 10 house, but ...! While this post contains some TV stuff, it's mostly off topic, so read on at your own risk. (Yes, I took this photo a while ago.)
I've been watching a lot of television since I'm around home so much this summer. I was a bit irked at a show I saw on truTV during the wee hours a few nights ago. It was something about psychics solving cases. Wow, did they skew the case. It happens that I'm familiar with the case on the show -- a killer up in Albany when I was still living there. Lemuel Smith killed two people in a religious shop, then murdered a woman in her car at the Colonie Center mall. I happened to catch a shoplifter at my workplace just when they discovered the body and the shoplifter ended up going free due to it. Psychics did not solve the murders -- police work and a police dog did. They also didn't mention that Smith went on to murder a female guard at Green Haven prison after being incarcerated. By that time I was living in that area! What a crock the show is!
On another truTV show, I think it was one of the Cold Cases or Forensic Files ones, I noticed the initial screen with text had police department spelled as "police deptartment." Who does these things? Maybe it was American Justice. It was a show with actor Brian Denehy (sp?) hosting. Whatever. Very unprofessional. If they need a proofreader, I'm available! Although I'm lenient with online stuff, it really bothers me to see stupid mistakes on professional broadcasts from the local news to shows like this to commercials.
In other TV stuff -- I saw an episode of I Want to Work for Diddy. Yikes! It's like The Apprentice on meth or something! I don't want to work for Diddy. I don't have the energy and I wouldn't put that much effort into working for anyone other than myself.
In personal stuff -- my across the hall neighbor was cooking something the other night (at 3:30 in the morning, mind you). For some reason he decided to go to the supermarket at that hour. When he returned home, he opened his door and smoke poured out setting off the apartment building's fire alarm. I went to my door and smelled smoke, but my door wasn't hot, so I opened it. He was in the hallway gasping for air, but told me there was no fire -- just food in the oven and he put it in the sink. I stuck towels under my door and was thankful I didn't have to pack up the cat and go outside in the middle of the night. Then I peeped out my peephole at cute firemen who came and set up big fans. Dang, if I burn food, I will NOT open my door and set off the main alarm! But I've never seen such smoke -- I couldn't even see across his living room. I hope he never does that again.
In health stuff -- I heard back from Blue Cross Blue Shield. Sigh. Even if it's deemed medically necessary (as it is in my case), they will not pay for any more physical therapy than the calendar limit of 20 visits a year no matter the situation or even if there's more than one surgery, etc. I haven't told my PT yet. I have an appointment on Wednesday, will tell him then, and pay him for my two uncovered visits. I guess I'll have to quit the PT even though my new knee needs it. My next follow-up with the orthopedic surgeon is this Thursday and I'll let him know it was denied. I still have some strength and balance issues, along with pain now and then. They increased my dosage of Coumadin/Warfarin this past week. I'm increasingly tired once again this past week. It has to be related.
With the exception of one teeny thing, I've been enjoying my Thursday outing routine of late. You see, that's my blood draw day for my Coumadin dosage. (That's the teeny thing I don't like.) In the beginning, I was depending on Union County Paratransit to take me to the next town over. But I found they really aren't all too dependable. So, for the last several weeks, I've been walking to the train station to catch the train there. It's a bit shy of a half-mile walk.
On the way, I first stop at the Jamaican store I used to frequent a lot in my travels. The counter man is always happy to see me and hear how I'm doing. But, no ... I don't buy any chicken feet or curried goat. Then I stop in at the corner store near the station and visit with the Indian couple who run it -- they were kind enough to deliver when I was housebound. I then stop quickly at the Greek donut shop next door to them, usually getting just a bottle of water and checking in because I know I have calories planned ahead. It's always great to see these business owners and they're very pleased with my progress. I love the diversity of the bunch and they think of me as a friend more than just a customer. It's a good feeling.
Then I go to the train station, looking for Roofus the cat as I get there. So far no sightings, but I noticed they recently tarred his main travel roof. That and the heat of the day might be why I'm not seeing him. Then, as I travel on the train, I visit with my conductor friends on NJ Transit who, like the shopkeepers, seem to be very happy to see me and make me feel good about my progress.
Once in town near LabCorp (my vampires), I usually sit and finish my bottle of water in a teensy park with a huge clock and shade trees. I sit on a "Fanny Wood Day Committee" bench. Then it's off to my quarter-mile walk for the blood draw. I have a standing order there and once they even sneaked me in when they had to close for lunch.
Then it's calorie time on the way back to the train station. I stop in each week for my treat at Dunkin' Donuts -- a small coffee Coolata with no whipped cream and either a breakfast sandwich or donut. I sit, sip, and leisurely read the paper. I never had time for that in my life during work days! From there I take the train further east one stop to Westfield where I do any banking I might have to do and stop in at Trader Joe's and/or Stop and Shop. From there I take the bus home which stops right in front of my apartment building. (No, that bus doesn't stop near my vampires -- it's the Dunellen/Manhattan bus.)
All in all, I look forward to my Thursday outings as of late. It's good exercise for my knee and, with the exception of the blood draw itself, I find it so pleasant and peaceful. Plus, I like coffee Coolatas!