Spent part of Friday up at the Post. I did not stay late, as chest was hurting, and I still was not able to draw 'deep' breathes without the flare-up. Saturday was a filled day. Veterans from the Veterans Home here in Phoenix were invited to our Post (again) for a lunch in support of Veterans Day. Our Riders chapter, and the open invite for any motorcycle riders, were providing an escort. Not I, though, since I don't "ride". But I was there to spend some time with the Vets. They were so happy to be out of the Home even if only for a couple hours, and to have someone listen to them, or even just they listen to us. I sure would not want to live in a home like this if I get that old and bad, but many do not have family to help care for them, or provide living space.
Afterwards it was a waiting game. We had Farmers Insurance and Operation BBQ Relief throwing a buffet-style dinner that evening at the Post as well. Open to the public, for Vets, First Responders, and the community. A local food place (Little Miss BBQ) provided the food and all. We have eaten at this place before, and it is extremely good! So I stuck around. C'mon, free food, BBQ at that?!? Well, no BBQ, but had some smoked turkey and pork loin. There were some sides, but nothing to write home about - no cole slaw though (pout). I did have seconds, though later I regretted it. Had to purge a bit from over-eating (stomach couldn't handle that much food). Talked to my Brother a little bit, and I was home by about 8pm.
Today is a "free" day, where I do not have anything going on in my calendar. So that means I need to catch up on my VFW reports/minutes/etc. That's the plan anyways. As of yesterday, the pain in the chest had receded quite a bit, and I was able to breather deeper, and relax more. This morning it still feels good. While at the hospital this past week, they did prescribe a new medicine, Midodrine, I believe it is to help keep my heart rate down. They gave it to me that night at the hospital, but my BP was so low, it wouldn't do anything (BP was like 90/57 and my heart rate was like 157). I hate that it is a three times/day with food, but at this point, anything to get this done with and feeling good until I see that specialist.
Tomorrow is the Marine Corps 250th birthday, and they are doing a little thing at the Post. Pot-luck dinner with a cake. My Brother mentioned a mutual friend was in town (finalizing on packing the house as they moved to Virginia) and he is planning on coming up to the Post, so I am making a visit there tomorrow. Tuesday, the Post is putting on three flag raising ceremonies, starting at 8am, but I am only going to the one at the Post (at 10am. I invited the Youngest to join me, as he has once or twice before. I suppose I will get his answer tomorrow. Wednesday is our re-scheduled General meetings (usually Tuesday - but holiday). Friday is the Riders dinner. I am not going. I sent out an email last week telling the Riders we needed volunteers to bring a side, and a dessert (one of each) and they needed to figure it out. Getting tired of feeling like I have to volunteer my time/money for every meal we do, as one wants to step up and help. Well, I am forcing their hand now. If it is a bad dinner, they'll know why. Besides, I am not big on meatball subs....
That's my upcoming week pretty much. I do have a blood draw for the Kidney Dr on Thursday I think, but no other appointments this week. Let's hope I feel as good as I do right now (or better) through the rest of the week.
PeacE
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