Still Here

I am still here. I am having trouble negotiating my own website. It might be just me since I keep falling and hitting my head. I fell twice last week in the same morning. I had to call 911 because my arms and legs are not strong enough  to get up by myself. The firemen always show up first and the second time they told me if I called them again they were taking me to hospital. They had a nurse with them and she checked me out and actually moved my coffee table so I had to go to the other side of it to get to the door to let Riley out. I made myself sit in my recliner all morning, until my meds took effect. I am still a bit dizzy, but doing much better. I even was able to walk Riley on his nighttime walk and his morning walk. I am on the mend, I guess.

Life other than that is pretty boring. I rarely see anyone - they call, even the friends living here. We all have pandemic blues and it looks like there is a light at the end of the tunnel. We have a newer resident who has decided we need to do game, night,, crafts night, and even a potluck night. She has appointed herself to organize it. When I feel less dizzy, I plan to attend. I might meet some of my new neighbors, in addition to seeing some "ole" friends.

We have exterminators (I call them bug men) who come every so often and spray for bugs. However not every apartment is done. After 7 years and living in Florida, the bug capital of the US, I am having to fight them like I did when I moved here. I actually caught one coming in through the electrical socket. I have taped all that are not used with strong tape. I am doing this because it appears some of my neighbors above me do not care if they have bugs and I want to discourage their visitors from entering my apartment. Now that I am feeling a little better, I will begin my search for orifices to block,

Hope you have a wonderful Sunday and week. Mine will be quiet.