Hello again
Well this last week, on transit, has been a week of racism. I have seen and heard allot of white people speak badly about several different races. Very derogatory, and extremely rude. Stating things as If they can't read the sign I am not going to tell them. And, on the bus, you go and sit at the back of the bus. Then telling the driver, I don't like them.
I could not believe it. I am white, but I like the multiculturalism of Vancouver. Personally, I have dated many different races. I have friends of all colours, shapes and sizes. I don't care if your skin is purple, green, blue or whatever. And my dating. If you are attractive, I could care less what your race is. Beauty is beauty, no matter what colour one is.
Mom now
I have enough money to get mom a nice TV. A 19" TV. So I put the funds in my drawer today. So it is safe and I don't loose it. Then tonight I go to the superstore, a box grocery store. I decided to check the electronics department. Oh yea, it was no tax day. I did not even know this until I got their.
Well I saw a perfect TV and on sale. Cheaper than what I saw at London Drugs, and a better make. Of course I did not bring the funds, and there was no way I could talk them into holding it for me and me not paying the tax. But it is still on sale. I would of saved $15.00 in tax.
And tonight was a night I could of used my roommates to be up when I got home. At 9:30 pm, they were both asleep. Well passed out. So I could of got a ride or used one of their cars. I could not carry it back, to far with the other things I had.
So mom's room, is just to small. And the fact that it is right besides a power sub station. Which can cause serious health hazards.
I think I might of mentioned this already.
They still are not taking her to the toilet. I told them she goes to the washroom, not in the bed pan. How embarrassing for her. And mom lets me know she is not happy about it. Yet she does not want me to take her to the bathroom. She let me know this very clearly.
The room is to small, or the corner mom is forced to live in. I can't even move around without fear of falling on mom. It has almost happened twice now. I caught myself before it happened.
Other than mom needs to be moved to the other side of the ward. Because of the substation. And needing to take mom to the washroom, instead of the bed pan. And the space is to small for us to do what is needed every night. Her spa treatment being the main issue.
So it is 1:22 am and I need to get to bed now.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris
