Trying out dictation

So day, one of my post eye surgery and I’m trying to figure out what to do with myself since I’m not supposed to watch TV or read or be on the computer or be on the phone stop. So I’m trying out dictation to see if I can dictate to myself a journal entry. Which is really weird because I’ve never really used dictation before because I usually mumble and so doesn’t actually going pretty good so far and as I said that it messed up some things so I’m just gonna leave it. Lots to get used to. Anyway, the eye is doing OK. I was able to put my drops in yeah I can’t think of that. I’m dictating. I can’t think of anything to say so. I think I will end this and we’ll see if I continue using dictation or not.

One eye Joe

Surgery when well. On my way to a Post Op appointment. Biggest issue so far is keeping my head down and laying/sleeping on my stomach.

**insert witty & insightful quote here**

Surgery in a few hours. A long night of deep sleep, trying to sleep on my back, and keeping the depressive negative thoughts at bay. Watching the sun come up; wondering if I should have went to the beach and watched the sunset.

The thoughts are in full Hollywood mode in my head.

If nothing else, this has forced me to end this failed project of mine to be “self sufficient” and pull the alarm to get help. Hoping after this I’ll be able to see clearly with my eyes and my mind.

I can’t see you

Really, I can’t see much out of my left eye right now.

**update** detached retina. That’s probably a bad thing but feeling oddly nonchalant about it right now.

Saturday Breakfast

New TESBI pen for my birthday. Thanks Dan!
Saturday breakfast journaling with the new pen and J Herbin Emerald du Chivôir. So smooth 🧑🏾‍🍳👨🏾‍🍳👩🏾‍🍳

What letter do you see?

P…B…maybe R?

A different point of view.

Another six weeks, another eye appointment.

Comfortably Numb

So decided to goto the Giants game by myself tonight. Would have been the perfect opportunity to invite…anyone with me, but decided to go alone.

It was SF State night so I got my hooded long sleeve shirt (I could have sworn it said sweatshirt). I was going to save it as a gift but I was cold and always underdress for the ballpark. So we’ll see; I guess I could wash it/dry clean it and gift it.

Well I had my hotdog, had my Irish coffee, and got my pin for my jacket. I survived the game without a panic attack or running into anyone (I did see someone from my SFSU days but they didn’t see me). I did seat next to a couple from Vacaville (small world) and was able to small talk.

But the big question my therapist will/would ask if I enjoyed myself. And the truth is I think I was numb to the whole experience. I clapped when I needed to clap; I boo’d when I needed to boo; and cheered when I needed to cheer. I think there might have been a spark of true emotion when the guy proposed on the Jumbotron. But I probably would have felt the same inside next to the bar or watching at home. I am pretty numb right now. I am…grateful that all of the couples or groups of friends and families didn’t affect me. But is this a victory or a failure? Maybe it is was it is and nothing more.

At least it was a quick game since I have to host a meeting at work tomorrow.

Go Giants🌁⚾️🌉

Oprah Quiz update

I just realized that I had already taken this quiz three months ago

Looks like I went from being stuck in one way to being stuck in another way.