Friday: Reject!

I’m writing this post in lieu of screaming, which would scare Boo. 😉

If days could be rejected for failure to meet acceptable standards, this one would surely be on my reject list. There are days when I wonder what I am doing living independently. Well, more or less independently. What I mean is I am not (yet) in a group home or assisted living facility. If I were to look at my situation objectively (as an outsider would), I don’t see how I could fail to conclude that is where I should be.

It is a beautiful, warm, sunny day; temperature nearly 40 degrees F, no breeze to speak of. Snow is melting. What a perfect day (weather wise) for a trip to town. I had a number of errands to do, some important. I woke up feeling tired and very anxious, which made for a slow start to the day. I became even more anxious, dreading what should be a routine trip to town. I have no explanation for this, other than it may be a side affect of an emotionally challenging week.

By the time I got calmed down enough to venture out, I had missed the window of opportunity on using the ATM (before opening hours). That creates some complications. Monday I have a rare opportunity to shop for items I can neither get in this small town nor order online (hazardous materials > shipping nightmares > no vendor wants to bother). If I don’t get to that ATM before Monday morning, I will have to forget about any such shopping. Not only that, but I lack sufficient funds for the co-payment at the appointment with the denturist Monday. I can pay it, if I pay a significant portion in change. I’m sure they will accept that, but it will raise the bar on stress very considerably. My options on getting to the ATM are not the best: today after closing, which means traversing five miles of icy roads in the dark; tomorrow in a snow storm; or Sunday in bitter cold and high winds. Hmm. I sense a small adventure in the making! Who’s up for skating in the dark? 🙂 Aw, come on… it’ll be fun. Never a dull moment, guaranteed!

On the way to town something happened which completely derailed me. I really don’t want to get into the details, other than to say it was the simplest of human interactions; something which wouldn’t in any way be a bump in the road to any healthy person.  Yet it completely put the brakes on my errand run. I continued on, walked up and down Main Street several times, very nervously; but was unable to enter any place of business or accomplish any of the tasks on my list. Eventually I just gave up and returned home.

As I write this (early afternoon) I am experiencing some digestive system distress due to today’s high anxiety. I’m hoping to get that under control in time to make an evening run to the ATM. That seems the best option, given the weather forecast.

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3 Responses to Friday: Reject!

  1. nadiasul says:

    Hi Paul,
    I finally have some internet time and it’s great to see so many new entries. I always appreciate you writing to share your experiences as I find them very helpful. And I’m sure Boo appreciates you sparing him a screaming-scare!:)
    Just a short comment before jumping to the next entry: Although things didn’t turn out as you planned in this trip to town, as always it is inspiring to see how hard you tried.
    Best wishes,
    Nadia

  2. Julesw2 says:

    If you went in assisted living you would have to deal with housemates & possibly roommates.
    You’d be stuck with whatever staff is already there.
    People would hear all of your conversations & you would hear theirs. You most likely end up eating what they offer – or don’t eat. And you can deal with a lot of people coming near your room. And while a single room may sound nice right now… you’d be living in like 1/5th of the space you live in now. And if you got bored & went to the hallway or lobby…there would be people there.
    ~Jules~

  3. Paul K says:

    Oh yes! I totally understand that assisted living would be a HORRIBLE place for me. My anxiety would go through the roof. Honestly I wonder if it would be the beginning of the end. I probably would be transferred to a psych ward within days or weeks because the place would totally freak me out.

    But if I step back and try to see it from an outside perspective… If there is a person who has repeatedly shown a tendency over many years to not be able to keep up with bare essentials of survival… food, clothing, heat, etc… should that person continue to live independently? What should we do with or about them?

    I have gone a full winter without heat…
    Many times I have gone weeks without proper food…
    And it has been mostly by LUCK that I have been able to (eventually) get crisis intervention services to bail me out.

    What if I get into trouble and am not able to get crisis services to bail me out?

    I don’t have any answers, just doubts and questions.

    I do NOT want to go into assisted living, because it would be so horrible for me. But I am VERY tired of the constant struggle to get by on my own. I feel worn out.

    Paul

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