So now I'm really feeling down in the dumps. I should have known it was this bad. After all I was hit by a huge bus. These buses in Portland have been known to kill people. I'm suffering but I'm alive.
Here I am living in a city where pedestrians have the right of way. If you see a person at a crosswalk, it's mandatory that the cars stop. Who would have thought that the city buses are exempt from this law? My bus didn't even stop for a stop sign.
I'll be in the "home" for a few more weeks. I'm not sure what I should do about the apartment I'm renting. I guess I'll get a moving company to put everything in a storage unit. I'll have to fight the apartment management to not make me pay a penalty for getting out of my lease early. I've spent only 3 nights in the apartment. My poor kitty cat is in there all alone amidst piles of unopened boxes. No one has seen her. Tomoko goes every other day to feed her. So we know Stella is alive and eating. She must be so scared and lonely there.
My Sweetsie is okay living with Kevin but she's not all that happy. The kids chase her around and their big shepherd dominates her.
I feel like I abandoned my babies (pets). It makes me so sad. I'm responsible for them and I can't take care of them.
I'll get past this. I'm working as hard as I can at physical and occupational therapy. Eventually I will graduate from the wheelchair. I can already walk a short distance with a walker.
Wouldn't it be lovely if life were fair? I've already had more than my fair share of horrible crap happen to me. The rest of my life should be a breeze. No more pain, no worry of dementia would be my future in a equitable world.