Archive for February, 2015
~~February 27, 2015~~
Leonard Nimoy, 1931–2015
A cultural icon like no other
Leonard Nimoy, the sonorous, gaunt-faced actor who won a worshipful global following as Mr. Spock, the resolutely logical human-alien first officer of the Starship Enterprise in the television and movie juggernaut “Star Trek,” died on Friday morning (February 27, 2015) at his home in the Bel Air section of Los Angeles.
He was 83.
His wife, Susan Bay Nimoy, confirmed his death, saying the cause was end-stage chronic obstructive pulmonary disease.
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Love is all about meeting someone else’s needs where they need it, not where we think they need it based on our own desires and experiences. ~ Cherokee Billie
I was doing my normal thing last night working quietly on my computer at 8:00 PM when I heard my front door open and the alarm go off and then the door immediately close. To say I was freaked out is an understatement. My heart was going a hundred miles an hour and I immediately called my adopted son Rene and told him someone had entered the apartment. He said, “I’m on my way.”
Because of being robbed two years ago I have a wrought iron security door on my bedroom entrance and I knew that whoever entered could not get in to where I was. Yet, it did not stop the fear from running through my body. Thinking someone was in my apartment was way more than I could take. Rene called me and told me that my neighbor had called him and said that my front door was not closed and they had opened and closed it. He still was on his way over.
The last person who had left my apartment was my physical therapist Carmen and she did not lock the door. This is not the first time this has happened with Carmen. She’s always in such a hurry and her mind going is going nonstop. She cannot even pause for ten seconds to make sure that she has locked my door knowing that I am here all alone.
In September, 2014 I had a bad fall and had to have 24 hour a day care giving. I have been bedridden for 25 years and I have to pay people to take care of me. Normally I can get along on my own at night, but after this accident I had to have round the clock care. I hired a young woman to stay with me at night and she seemed intelligent and nice. Considering the situation I wasn’t thinking clearly because I was concerned about being able to walk again, because I could not walk at all after this fall. She came with good references. Within two weeks she showed her true self because she would come back after being off for one day with the smell of alcohol heavy on her and she acted like a completely different person. Totally hostile. I knew she was doing cocaine.
Rene did his best to talk to her about her behavior and get her to do the job correctly. She did okay for another three weeks and then she became totally out of control. I had to let her go even though I still needed somebody here at nights I did not have a choice.
From the moment she was let go suddenly I started having vandalism every night on my property outside of my apartment. I have an air conditioner compressor inside of a cage, Propane tanks inside of a cage, and batteries, also inside of a cage, that run a back up emergency energy supply in case of no power. The high tensile strength locks were being broken and having to be replaced. The vandals attempted to cut the air conditioner hoses on so many occasions that we had to place the hoses inside of a channel. The cables on the batteries were being cut. The screens on my windows were cut. This has been going on ever since September and there has been over 90 attempted vandalisms.
Monday morning Rene told me that a lock on my front door was damaged and the bolts were not closing correctly. He had to buy a whole new locking mechanism on Monday. I thought it was just old age because I have lived here for ten years.
When he arrived last night he talked to the neighbor who said their kids had accidentally hit against my door when they were playing and it opened. Rene then explained something I didn’t understand. The reason he had to change the lock on Monday was because someone had tried to break the lock using a screwdriver.
There is no question who is behind this – the former caregiver. She hangs out with gang bangers. She’s having them come and do this vandalism knowing that it’s costing me money. Rene believes that she made duplicates of my keys and they had tried to open the front door with one of the keys. They don’t know that I changed the locks immediately after she was fired. The police have been contacted, and unless they catch them in the act there’s nothing they can do. They patrol the area, but they cannot be here every moment.
All of this is costing me a great deal of money and I am not generating that much in sales. It also is preying upon my nerves because I realize my vulnerable situation more than anyone, considering I can only walk a few steps with the help of my walker.
I have been content in this apartment for the last ten years. Sure there will always be problems in life, but not this constant bombardment of problems. Every day it seems like there’s something new and now they’re trying to get into the apartment and not just to damage outside. Even if they can’t get into my room there’s a lot of damage they could do inside.
It is not often that I write about my life because it is hard for most people to understand having been bedridden and surviving without family. This time I just felt I had to write about something I’m encountering daily.
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So Funny and True!
With a lonely Valentine’s Day on the horizon and another blizzard in the weekend forecast, I knew I needed to take extreme measures tonight to keep me from falling back into my funk.
Since I am both wild and crazy, I decided to go grocery shopping. On a Thursday night! I mean, who does that, am I right?
I brought the camera with me so that you cold join me on my Thursday Night Grocery Party. And to add to the sense of adventure, I told myself I had to take all the photos without getting caught.
Out of control! Madman in Aisle 7!
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