I overslept this morning. I woke up in the 4 AM hour thinking it was time to wake up. I looked at the clock and had to get myself back to sleep. I slept well and did not wake until 7:30. I usually wake up at 6 o’clock. I was groggy and wanted a cup of coffee for the first time since giving it up. The other disadvantage of getting up late is that my morning broth would soon come, the medical assistant would take my vitals, and the provider would check in on me. Housekeeping also usually comes by in the morning to clean and bring new towels. Somewhere in all this, I tried to shower and dress for the day.
It was an uneventful day. I spent the afternoon strolling around the block and finding a shady spot in the courtyard to read. I didn’t get far in my reading, as I chatted with some people. I spoke with a lovely Canadian woman. We discussed various subjects, and she asked about life in the U.S. A very annoying young man felt he needed to inject his opposing views. I wouldn’t mind having a discussion so much, but that was not his objective, and to top it off, we were not talking to him. Eventually, I just got up and went to my room as the woman I was talking with had left to speak with the doctor on daily rounds. We are here to relax and not have stress to achieve ultimate healing. I politely asked him to stop, and I left when that didn’t work. Advocating for ourselves is always the best course of action.
