Happy Mothers Day to every woman I've ever known. You women are special, in your own unique way. Men think they know you, we don't. Watch out for us that claim they do, except me of course.
As I walked up and down a long carpet between great townhouse layouts today, next to a fancy pool, I thought about Steph. We did Washington, Idaho and Tennessee together for decades. Steph was one of the Special Ones.
Now I'm hanging out with my current Special One, my grand-daughter, Shelby. I got a nice invite to an afternoon brunch today with her friends, lately becoming mine, but I'm just not recovered yet. So I stayed behind and wrote this Post.
I'm really not much of a social animal lately. I was for a while there on Lee St, entertained a few hot people along the way, and made some great friends.
Now it sits empty in Lawrenceburg, TN for an unknown length of time while I try to figure myself out down here. Shelby even cleaned the place as she grabbed up my critical things. I actually hadn't asked them but Daniel knows my life well there and a bunch of my personal items are here in my lap as I crash at Shelby's place on the beach.
Hey, I could sublet it for my landlord Steve. I leave my TV's, a bed, and a well connected internet. Add on an extra c-note for me at the end of the month!
I have a cyber security genius to my East, a baddass guy to my West, well armed. A new person coming into the neighborhood would be fun for these guys, for a month or more.
Saturday here in Tampa, Florida has been a blast. Hung out lovingly wth family and friends, yet I missed the whole other friend set living back in Tennennesse.
I often take advice from my favorite grand-daughter, Shelby. Her text voice is tough but soft. Now she just says, I'll be right up. with a voice that's real and here.
I have to figure out the answer to that question. Shelby is creating a new world for me here in the Tampa area if I chose to accept it. I am touched, honored and feel loved.
My boy Riley and his family have given me the grace of their family's love. As much as I'd love to live there and watch everything grow, my gift, is to give back space and grow along with them.
But I still have a world, that I call my life. I have to get back to it, resolve it with everyone that needs it, then say goodbye.
Where we landed yesterday at was Jimmy B's (yea Buffet). A very cool place, Rob and I hit the main spot on the beach while Shelby hooked up with a U.S. pilot and his dog.
Rob and I had to deal with an overflow of beautiful women while Shelby and her buddy shared their dogs on the beach. We all hooked up later and made plans to go out on a boat this afternoon.
It's tough hanging out down here, and I greatly appreciate the energy expended by Shelby and her friends.
I had a visual cell phone connection with my next door neighbor Daniel a while ago. I called him and he said he couldn't talk because he was on a roof doing his weekend Ice House job.
I pointed my Cell Phone at the pool here and told him I was working on an Ice Melt job. Turns out I was right as we hung up and I left the phone at the pool, where an older woman staying with her son here named Bella found it going off and dropped it off in the Office.
I now have a charging phone and laptop, a new friend named Bella, and Shelby's watching Mom on her big screen. Quite frankly I could use a drink and a joint. Happy Saturday.
My potential neurosurgeon is a friend of my grand-daughter here in Tampa. They enjoy fellow neurofriends on the beach.
I'm trying to soak in a 108° hottub for a while, followed by a massage from a scantily clad neurofriend, but all they want to do is perform medical procedures inside air-conditioned state-of-the-art buildings.
I'll keep this Post going for a while, we'll see how things go, drop on in when you can...
I still have family and friends that love me, despite myself. I'm a very lucky man, one who has survived a life he really didn't deserve.
But I'm failing on it now, loosing touch with my own reality, as people around me reach out to support a new life for me, away from Tennessee.
I've failed that last place a few times. I've also had complete freedom to sometimes succeed, and often did.
Now I have a hard decision to make. I established the fact that I no longer have the capability of maintaining the role of drunken stoned bachelor blogger at the end of Lee, ST. in Lawrenceburg, TN.
I really fucked it up bad this time and I'm trying to figure out my best smartest move.
Shelby has brought me into her life now, with love, compassion, and an opportunity to rebuild myself. My son Riley, Jess, and their babies are reaching out with visitation and support.
I have an appointment with my new Physical Therapist coming up within the next 20 or 30 minutes. She sounds young and hot, so I better get this Post off.
Update: I just finished my PT and it went well. She said my body was in good enough shape to transistion up to some beefy male therapist who can give me a real good workout! What an interesting business!
I hooked up with an acquaintance yesterday afternoon, his name is Rob and I met him my last time I was down here in Tampa. He and I have technology adventures that we've both known over the decades.
We hung out last evening at a bar/ health club he's a member of, that has a great Steam Room. He and his family are coming over for dinner tonight.
This morning Shelby got me over to Advantage for a big blood draw out of my left arm. I slept great on a new memory foam last night, over the new bed Shelby recently bought. At noon, an in-home health care nurse dropped by to check me out.
Staying at Shelby's place here in Tampa is truly amazing and I'm very grateful. She has me back on my meds with a new organized monthly pill dispenser, along with seeing the proper medical people.
It was my inability to take my meds that caused my brain to fail. Maybe my life will come back, please wish me well.
It's been an interesting day. I sat down by the pool under a shaded canopy and worked on brain recovery, when finally we walked to the dog park with Zinny. I noticed that my head and leg issues were improving from the new drugs, but now my lower back hurts. I just can't win lately.
I now understand what happened about a month ago. I was giving up on life, looking for a way out, and I was succeeding.
My motivation to continue has improved now, a bit. I know that people care about and want me to survive. I can't give up now, I have to find a way to win this job called life.
Shelby is whipping up some Italian meatballs and Pasta with her special red sauce, then we're watching a NetFlix movie together.
It's Monday morning, May 6, 2024. I'm 77 years old, still alive, typing from a lounge chair down by a fancy pool in a very nice apartment place in Tampa, FL. I'm staying here with my grand-daughter Shelby Hamilton, and we just got back from an appointment with a medical facility here.
It's a very state of the art place called Advantge and has become my Primary facility. I have been truly rescued from the disaster that happened to me up in Lawrenceburg, TN.
About a month ago I lost my mind and my memories. I was living in my small duplex along Shoal Creek, Parkinsons was kicking my ass, my mind was going blank and my legs and body were in full vibration mode. I was drinking a liter of vodka a day, barely eating, and taking no medication.
One morning my neighbor Daniel came to my house, concerned that he hadn't seen me for a couple of days. Fortunately he knows my door number, and he found me down and out, with a big black eye. He called an ambulance and got me to the hospital. I also was in a couple of clinics I barely remember. I had a couple of seizures and was waiting to die.
Daniel called my grand-daughter Shelby here in Tampa and she rescued me from Tennessee. I owe Daniel and Shelby my life.
Shelby sacrificed her life and work to rescue me. I don't remember most of it, but she got me back on meds, in and out of a couple places, and drove me down here to Tampa. Last night I hung out with her friends, had dinner and a hot tub, then slept on a new fold down bed with a memory foam topper coming today or tomorrow.
We went to the new clinic called Advantage this morning and I'm back on meds and making appointments. The meds that Shelby got me back on have saved my life. The vibrations in my legs and head that I considered my death verdict, have subsided.
My long term memory is coming back, short term is still shot. I can't remember how to put photos on this blog, but I remember how to post, and I'm doing that now. If you notice an error or a misquote, please text me with a correction.
Thank you for being a friend.
Hung out with Shelby and friends yesterday at her place and in and around Tampa, FL. We wandered into town for supplies, played around, and enjoyed the sun.
In the evening we had a wonderful dinner out, followed by a hot hottub back at her other close friends house. It reminded me of great hottub adventures of the sixties and seventies.
My brain is still in trouble but it's getting a bit better every day. Wish me recovery help as the day moves forward, thank you.
I have photos from last nights hottub, of Shelby, Josie and Dan, that I have completely lost the ability of posting here. I don't know what to do anymore, so I am stopping now.
It's been a real tough morming and I just remember half of of it. My roommate Jerry has busted out of here, I have theraphy scheduled for later, and my wondeful grand-daughter is sitting next to me in this hospital room and working remotely.
My brain is confussed badly, and I don't remember what's real and what ain't. At one point I thought I was talking to my brother and my mom last night, but I'm afraid i'm the oldest and that didn't happen.
Shelby was watching a Jerrybreak from this Facility and getting me down to her residence in Tampa, FL shortly. This amazing lady is saving my life once again, and I have my family and limited friends to thank for everything.
NHC Is the name of the facility and they have been wonderful.
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