Thursday December 8

Nursing came this morning at the apartment to give me something for my shunt.

My shunt hurts and my stomach is upset..

Today I have been almost throwing out at the Mt  Vernon clinic.
I had a couple of  Milanta chewing tablets and at the apartment Tylenol..

Tylenol is just a Palliative for my shunt... apparently nobody at CNS is capable of figuring out what to do about it. It is said stress.. I said not being able to have a restoring sleep at the apartment.

I  have been told to sleep using hears plugs...
Yesterday I had the same symptoms



I came at the clinic to wonder around and  to figure out what I could have for my head.. they told me I have no right to go to the offices and to ask for my own medication.

I wondered around to try to get the thing that I am entitled to have.
Yes I have no right as at CNS I only have the right to shut up and pretend it is all right when actually  I feel in my body nothing is alright.


I have made the decision to take a few extra early day off

Yesterday evening I have been cooking as the chicken was due to expire.

I tend to cook for myself, I do every thing for myself...

Here is the cooking spree yesterday.. The chicken had to be used by yesterday


Celery, Carrot, Onion and chicken legs.

Gently boil everything in a large pot, add a chicken  bouillon cube and at the end Olive Oil and Parmesan cheese.

As a side Fast Cook Brown Basmati Rice.

It is fine.

While cooking I wrote a letter to the kids

In the local lingo it is called THP (Therapeutic Home Program) as I mentioned you already several times beforehand.

At CNS  am not doing anything at all.

The so called Mt Vernon clinic is overcrowded and there are no actual therapeutic activities  to do.

It is an old building where people that have nothing to do go on a regular basis.

The best activity is Bingo, followed by doing greeting card and similar compassionate things.

But as Jolanta told me I am a disabled person, Simona takes care of the financial aspects of life, I have to do nothing at all. I got the message loud and clear.

It is several years  that in my opinion I am not doing anything at all.

The fault of the situation is  ...let's see how high I am going today.

 I am stating that GOD is at fault,  I am looking at Your doing and honestly and above all wondering what You were thinking or whether You were thinking at all. I have and currently I am seeing  Hell very closely 

Let's review the patient at CNS, there is  person that likes to have his hairs colored red. another person that likes to drink a lot of coke and regularly get pissed off, another person that is a gentle old man, another person that wears Mexican attire and a few month ago bitten me in the face with a radio in front of the CNS driver (Alex).

 I could go on and on with all the different characters of this story.

I like  to snap picture of the flowers..

Yes it is a normal human thing to do. Rather than worrying about all the recycle items I can find around as many other patients at CNS do,

Oh by the way today I had money management completed as every Thursday of every week.

It is a flat amount: $24 plus $75

The latter is used for food the former for so called outing. Basically movie, snack and whatever else.

Park on December the 8th, large image sent using the local network otherwise my wife gets pissed and retaliate on me to tell me I am using too munch the data plan.

In today's world it is anachronistic to pay extra for data. 

It is a clear reason to switch provider or data plan, it is just a matter of searching for it.

For lunch today..let's see searching among my pictures.

It was my Parmesan Baked Tilapia day.

It is an Tilapia fish dipped in beaten eggs and then rolled in  Bread Crumb.

Here they told me Your wife is a good cook... Sure she is and she had made it with her own hand for me, as I am not able to cook by myself, in fact right now I do not cook for myself nor feed by  myself.

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I am most definitely not able to cook nor able to take care of myself

I feel to pissed today so much pissed because I am not sleeping well at the apartment of CNS.

During lunch I called my mother in Italy.

I complained to her that my head hurts and my stomach is ready to throw out all bad symptoms for my own health. Venting my sense of pain.

She asked whether my wife is taking good care.

I explained her she is busy taking care of things back at home.

She has a family, a demanding job and herself to take care.