Just the Truth Mam

A new day. I think I will live a while.I still feel lousy but better I think.  I've mentioned how these people who run these institutions lie to you. When the truth would do better.  The nurse came to administer med and check me over. She is one of the worst for fibbing.   I sleep on my recliner chair because if I lay down flat in bed I would cough much worse than sleeping on the incline.  You all know that.  I am not really cold in the apartment but it would be nice to have a little covering.  I could just get one off the bed but that leaves it unmade and I thought I could avoid that by just having them give me a light weight covering. So I asked her if they could provide me with a light blanket.  She said no because they don't have them.  Of course they have them. I heard this building has 105 rooms and they provide bedding for 105 rooms so they have blankets.  Why did she have to lie?  She could have just told me  tear up the bed and use one of them if she didn't want to bother with my request.  But  lie, that's the first thing they think off. Well, it certainly does  nothing to gain respect from me because if they lie in little things they certainly will lie in big things
I'll wait for the housekeeper and ask her.  Otherwise I will use a blanket from the bed.  I did that before. When the housekeeper came in she obligingly gave me the blanket I need.  So why did the nurse tell me they could not give a blanket?  What is wrong with the truth?
 
 I don't know when I can go see Kay.  Right now my cough is the most depressing problems.  You know how lousy you feel when you have to cough all the time. 

I have been trying for days to get the name of the antibiotic I am taking.  It seemed to be effecting my eyesight.  I asked a teck and he didn't tell  me the name but said he looked it up and coffee has lots of effects when using this pill.  I am blind enough now that  I dont need to be more blind than I am.  If permanent or not it would be nice to know.  I like coffee and want to know.  So I called the med room and asked for the spelling of the medicine.  I didn't catch the name right away as she laborously read it out letter by letter.  But when I hung up and looked at the name it was the hydro pill I take and not the antibiotic.  I think this is the teck who when I asked her a similar question when I first came here said she could not pronounce the name of a pill I had asked the name of.  I don't think she can read.  I've had two medical mistakes here in two days.  Omitting my antibiotics yesterday and giving me the wrong name today.  How many other mistakes do they make?  More later.
     
Google messed up and I lost about a hour of writing.  So what ever I said will be lost.  Mainly they are getting tired of having to bring my med and food. I don't know if this fits management way of doing things but it is the workers attitude.  If you have ever had pneumonia you know how weak you can get. I was trying to figure out how if I should take the effort to take a shower.  Finally I decided I should no matter how  listless I feel. I didn't want to jump for joy but I got through it ok.  I then decided that maybe if I forced myself to walk I could build up my strength even though  I feel so lousy.  I set the timer for 25 minutes and every 25 minutes  I will walk.  

I just missed a hilarious picture.  I found in the past if you are a photographer be ready.  On my walk I met two maintenance workers going to a  room to clean it as the former occupant had moved out (or died). There was the young husky guy and the director a 30ish blond. He was walking behind her hands free but she was carrying a ladder and considerable other equipment.  It would have been a great picture.

They won't like it but I intend to hold off going to the dining room until tomorrow morning. I have made three walks so far but I need more as it is about 500 feet to the dining room.