Anne N. Mouse: Blog

That word probably more defines me more than any other word. Thus I know why I don't succeed at most anything I try. Why? Because I don't believe it's possible for me. I look and honestly don't have any faith that anything I try will work. I don't set goals, what use are they to me. The universe doesn't care? Oh heck yes it does, I swear the universe has painted a bullseye on me, not for death, just for the laughter of watching pratfalls happen to me.
Heck of a solipsist, ain't I?

Once more, for the umpteenth time, I've reread lazlong's classic, Millionaire Next Door if you haven't read it, I can't recommend it highly enough. As usual the story has me thinking. I have an older, but still functional laptop. Sure I'd like to figure out how to move it to a Linux system, 'cause the version of Windows that it's running isn't supported any longer so far as I can tell.
Why am I considering trying to resurrect that machine? Limited finance, and everything in my price range, even used appears terribly shoddy. I really do want to take another run at moving to where I gain my income from proofreading. I've an idea or two, but to actualize them it's my belief that I'll require a laptop, not a tablet of any sort.
Considering my recent reading forray, I've evaluated my relationships, or lack thereof. Unfortunately that lack, is entirely my fault..... And again unfortunately I'm not apt to change that.

I suspect I may have suffered a minor stroke while in the hospital. Why? Because I seem a good deal more muddled than usual. I have other worries as well. What if I'm experiencing the onset of Alzheimer's? I've lost my wallet twice in as many days. Both times because I had it out and set it down then forgot to pick it up. Such a happenings surely makes me concerned about short term memory loss, which could be from Alzheimer's or due to a minor stroke muddling my brain.....

The doctor says I should be able to get out of the hospital by Monday. I'm hoping early, 'cause I expect I've got a lot to do to coordinate my continued care with the VA.
Any way that means I'm mostly out of the woods. Of course there will be the whole getting from the civilian hospital to the vamc.
Then there will be the whole finding a new job thing, 'cause on my feet for eight hours will not do!

I've been moved from ICU to a surgical ward. I assume this means I'm on my way out of the hospital. I've been saying that walking even a few tens of feet is exciting. I don't think anyone is catching the irony, even when I clarify by saying it is like preparing for a marathon, except if I don't prepare, and run said marathon I possibly die.
Here's a question for the medically minded out there, have any of you heard of using leaches for clot (bruise) reduction? It seems to me in my past reading that they (leaches) were being used in amputation, and certain reconstructive surgery. It seems to me that if such uses are in fact in operation I might find someone who would know if the remaining clot in my leg can be reduced by that method.