and so it begins
the roommate is home from the hospital…I’m thinking of a song–the waiting (on her hand and foot) is the hardest part…my original plans for Thursday have likely gone out the window…but I’ve still got a gig on Saturday, the “homework” for which I haven’t EVEN started yet…Hopefully I’ll get to it on Friday, and change the strings on my acoustic too…actually I haven’t been all that busy; and she seems to be doing quite well…and so far she hasn’t been very demanding at all…for which I’m grateful…
except I really want to go out tonight and play at the Thursday night O.M. at Hershey’s…that’s usually fun; the gig on Saturday is, well, “fun” is not the word I use…it can be artistically satisfying, for me SLR and/or the audience, but I have to think too much to call it fun…the roommate is right now telling a friend that she can do pretty much anything she wants and she doesn’t want her parents to come here and sit and stare at her when she’s feeling fairly normal…maybe MAYBE she’ll let me out tonight, who knows? I will try to be optimistic, but I’m not (yet)…
ADDENDUM–so I stayed in tonight, it’s not THAT big a deal–I AM tired…whatever I missed might show up on Facebook tomorrow, if not sooner…
Been there, done that, on the nursing the roommate back to health thing. It’s surprisingly not bad at first to care for someone else that’s needs help. Just be sure to leave subtle hints that you are glad to help, because they would do the same for you were the shoe on the other foot…(right?)
Help once and receive back double.
Marigv