I'm not so scared anymore being alone. I still miss my nursing home buddies and the staff. It's difficult to go from being woken up at 6 AM to have my vitals checked to no one popping in at all.
Today I woke up hungry and ate my leftover cold oatmeal. It had thickened up in the refrigerator. I've found that when I take a pain pill I stop feeling nauseated and want to eat. I only wish I didn't have to ration myself so much. I understand lots of people misuse oxycodone. But, I really need them so I can move around and heal. But, that's the way doctors treat major injuries these days. I wish someone would invent a safe alternative medicine.
A new home health worker came this morning. I had her cleaning and organizing what stuff I have in my new place. My furniture etc will be delivered next Monday. It will be nice but more work to do. I will have to hire more help. I feel like I'm bleeding money. Being injured is very costly.
I don't know what has been moved to my storage unit. Hopefully, some of the essentials will make it over to my new apartment. I've had to buy things on Amazon that I know I packed but I have no idea where they are now.
I decided to walk outside with my home health worker today. It was a lovely 61 degrees so I sat out in the courtyard. I met my next door neighbor out there. I walked over to the east building and took an art class. It took my mind off the pain for a while.
I was returning to my apartment and someone told me I should attend the residents' meeting. I met a couple more women from my floor there. I met one for dinner in the restaurant.
Residents are given a $300 credit towards food every month to spend in the restaurants. I ordered oriental chicken with vegetables and rice. It was okay. I could only eat half of it. No appetite again. My meal cost about $9.00. $300 will cover about one month of dinners. Not too bad, I guess.
There were a variety of activities today but it seemed like all started at 2 PM - the art class, mah jongg, some other game, bridge. Tomorrow's schedule has a lot fewer activities. If it's nice, I can sit in the courtyard again.