So…

i had a customer/friend call the other night asking if i could help him set his margins in the software he is using to write his book. no problem. we set it up for me to come to his place at 7 that evening, but when i got there he wasn’t there. seeing as i was just doors from the place i used to rent on Chartres, and still had a filing cabinet and a couple of boxes of things to get out of there, i went down there to get those loaded on the hand-cart that i had there. it was a struggle, as the filing cabinet was horrendously heavy, but i got it all loaded and headed back to my apartment about 8 blocks away.

so, off i go, dumping the load twice on the way and having to reload it and redistribute the weight. i finally get it home and lifted into the lobby. i was pretty wiped-out, so decided to leave it all for unloading the next day and headed up the stairs, when i fell and messed up my hip. i lived with it for a couple of days until Thursday night i couldn’t put weight on it at all and decided to go to university hospital’s emergency the next day. It was way out of alignment and made a crunching sound when it moved. i was certain it was broken. I went into the emergency room friday morning and 17 hours later they see me and do an x-ray. sprained, not broken. they give me some Motrin and some muscle relaxers and send me home last night.

this morning the hospital called and told me that the radiologist viewed the x-rays [apparently they be short-staffed and x-rays stack up until they can be read], and that it was dislocated, so they sent a car and i went in to have it put back in place. i just got home. needless to say, i don’t get to have jaden over this weekend, but there is no way i could deal with him at the moment.

i spoke with social services while i was there because my health problems are such that i’ve not been able to work and bring in any income. i’ve only been able to pay 500$ towards the rent since i moved in on january 20, which leaves me owing about 2800$ including april. there is no way of course, so the landlord has told me that i will have to make other arrangements as soon as possible. social services are no help at all, as about all they could do is give me a sheet of paper outlining what food banks are available – a list i already have and just this past tuesday hooked up with a food bank up on rampart to get a box of groceries once a month. it’s a help.

with the stroke last november my brain has not exactly worked right, the recent heart attack and now this latest, the doctors have told me and i pretty much determined anyhow that i am going to have to live somewhere where i have some kind of assisted living environment. so, i’ve been trying to figure out what friends i have that might be in a position to take me in for awhile. at least until i can fend for myself and make an income again. wherever i end up i will apply for food stamps and i’ll start the process of applying for ssi. so, we’ll see.

sooner or later i’m going to have to do something about this depression. it’s dogged me since The Thing, and it’s pulled me down to where i can hardly function through a day anymore.

I don’t feel great about posting this. It’s private, but i feel my friends are entitled to know what’s going on in my life.