It’s almost the end of May. Today the nursing home was abuzz with activity from the nursing staff. The residents who normally sit in the rotunda where the nurses station is located are a bit confused by what is happening. The painters are working on the walls and giving them a spit and shine.
Back in my room I lie in bed away from the buzz. I have a book by Bruce Lee titled “Striking Thoughts “. I’m slowly reading it and absorbing his philosophy. Another thing I have is my rosary which a priest gave me when I was in hospital going through rehab.
It’s relatively peaceful here. The housekeeper is cleaning the room with her trusty mop and cloth. She is very thorough. I like her.
My feelings are quietened after lunch was consumed. I have anxiety about my meals. But with the long wait for lunch (we eat at 2 pm) the suspense reaches a level that causes me to feel anxious. But it dissipates once I see that my choices that I picked are more or less present on my lunch tray.
I sigh with a prayer of gratitude. It will be better at dinner.
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