SoCS: my big day

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “my.” Start your post with the word “My.” Bonus points if you end your post with “yours.”

My First Aid/CPR certification expired during Covid. They gave everyone an extension because classes couldn’t be held and this cannot be done on Zoom. But classes have resumed and I had to go. I need it to teach exercise to seniors.

I had to be in Sarnia, a city about 40-50 minutes away, at 8:30 in the damn morning. This is a major ordeal for me as I am a retired senior who has been home, like many others, A LOT the last year and half. I get up when I wake up.

I need to have two coffees to be able to drive. Then I need an hour to pee and poo so I can make it to town.

The program I volunteer in is a mental health program. I am not only a volunteer, I am a member. They sent me to a course teaching exercise because I deal with depression and anxiety and have found exercise to be essential. But I do have bouts of anxiety. I spent the days before this class anxious about having to go so early and drive in downtown traffic. OK, you can laugh, its only Sarnia but I live a very rural life.

My sleep was so bad I woke up a few times before 5:30. I was tired and anxious when I left at 7:35.

But I did it! It was not easy. She did not provide coffee; it was 8 hours of constant rushing through a usually two day course. Dry as dust. The only break a 40 minute lunch. Anyone who has taken a First Aid/CPR course will know its very physical. On the floor pumping dummy’s chests furiously for two minutes imagining what it would be like actually waiting for an ambulance. We did the choking and Heimlich maneuvers. I don’t know my own strength: I whacked my partner’s back too hard and really did the Heimlich moves instead of pretending. She said, “I wouldn’t want to get in a fight with you!” You got that right, sister! No didn’t say that, I apologized and really did feel bad because she was older than me.

I’m going to interject here and do my duty as an exercise coach. There were 4 women in the class, 3 were exercise instructors and one was a volunteer driver, all retired. The driver had a hard time getting down on and up from the floor. She is a very hardy farmer, probably does a lot of outside work, but when you get older you need a different kind of exercise. You need range of motion for your joints and strength in muscles not used when just walking. You want to able to get up if you fall down. And you need balance training because when you get older its hard to catch yourself and you do fall down. Then you have an exercise in humility. Our coach says things like, “you want to be able to get up off the toilet by yourself” You wouldn’t hear that in a Peleton work out.

Ok that’s my spiel. Its my job.

This morning I woke up at 5:30 again without the alarm. I got up to pee but went back to bed and slept in until 8:30! And I’m feeling so good that I did it! I got through that day and I had only one answer wrong on the test. I got 99%! That surprised me because by around 3:00 my brain was shutting down.

SoC: I just got a text that my sister is at the beach at the end of my road. I’m going down.

Yesterday I left early so I left a mess and dishes. Of course last night I didn’t do dishes or clean up I was so tired. But I am going to leave this mess and go to the beach.

I’m going to have to give up on the bonus point.

SoCS: ode

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ode.” Find a one- or two-syllable word that rhymes with “ode,” or use the word “ode.”

Darn it. I’m sitting here thinking up words; mode, code, flowed, mowed, explode but nothing to write a post about.

I’m sitting in my abode, looking at my lawn, unmowed. But its way too hot to work outside and I’m in ‘getting ready’ mode. Hey; that sounds like a poem!

My sister is getting married today. I have lots of time to get ready but I don’t have time to sit here and think up a post that rhymes with ‘ode’.

It doesn’t bode . . . . . nope, no can do. I’m in getting ready mode.

SoCS: lucky

Hey! I’m here on this hot and sticky Friday the 13th with your Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Bit of SoCS trivia for you–I have a Word document with a list of all the prompts I’ve used that’s now 13 pages long! Here’s your prompt for this week:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “luck.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

Yes, when Linda posted this yesterday it was hot and steamy. and the day before that and the day before that. . all week. But what LUCK: today is cool!

I had company this week. I’m so glad this nice weather didn’t happen while she was here because I’ve been looking out at the work I want to do from the cool dark inside. Once a day I run out to water what needs to be watered and run back in muttering, “Holy Moly! Its so freaking hot!”

Lucky to have air conditioning. I didn’t have it my last house because we didn’t need it. Sure, there was a ‘heat-wave’ sometime in the summer but you got through it.

But we all know what is happening now. We’ve all been yacking about climate change but not changing our habits enough to turn it around. Now they are saying its irreversible.

I am so lucky to find the Parkhill Women’s Cannabis Club. What a relief and joy it is to be with regular women like myself who love pot! Women my age who have had to hide something that is beneficial to their lives. Yes, I said beneficial and now I have back-up with my peers. Just regular women trying to make their lives more enjoyable and tired of being made to feel guilty about it.

However I fully admit, being retired makes that so much easier! If I had to go to work on this beautiful day I would be so pissed off!!! And pot is legal now . . . so LUCKY!!!!

OK; trying to think about luck and the songs start;

“If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all” That one started right away at the first read. Now it has moved on to “Luck, be a lady toniiiight!” because I’m an old movie buff meaning both; I’m old and I like old movies.

That’s a better one; I’m up and I’m feeling lucky! I’ve had two coffees, finished my post (almost) and its cool enough to work outside! And I am SO LUCKY I can!

And have I can have the windows open today! I’m very happy. I guess I’m very LUCKY!

SoCS: wee

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wee.” Use the word “wee” or find a word that contains it and use it in your post. 

There may be a wee problem today linking this to the SoCS site as the URL doesn’t seem to be linking. I have to look how to fix that but it will taint my SoC.

I’m a wee bit stumped. . . .

Today I am going to be at the beach with some wee ones: my grandnephew who isn’t that wee anymore but some friends are bringing their wee ones. I have a wee bit of trepidation because its Saturday, its stinking hot and the beach will be crowded. Not a big fan of crowds to begin with and now I’ve been isolated for so long its even worse.

I got my hair cut on Tuesday and couldn’t believe how noisy it was with the hair dryers and music.

Yesterday I went to an optometrist that is in the big SuperStore. They had a bench set outside of it to keep physical distance. The detention bench, it felt like. I sat out there to fill out my forms then got the first test with the air puff. Sat out again to wait for the optometrist who did the second test and put the drops in. Sat out on the bench for another 25 minutes waiting for the rest of the test.

I started to go a wee bit crazy with the last wait which was supposed to be 10-15 minutes but they were juggling 4 patients. The fluorescent lights, the noise, the people walking back and forth in front of me; it really hit home how isolated and quiet my life has been. I got dizzy at one point and my eyes were reacting to the drops. I couldn’t wait to get home again.

During the whole thing I had to go wee twice which was OK because the bench was practically beside the washroom which was hot, damp and smelled like wee-wee.

Finally I got to pick out some glasses. Can’t wait to get them!

I had two pairs of sunglasses that go over regular glasses and a hat for the drive home. Not very good vision for the drive and could feel a wee headache coming on. Oh, to be in my cool, dark, quiet living room once again.

Now . . how do I link the link?

Yay, did it? It only took a wee bit of looking around.