Shave and a Haircut Annoyance and Racism

 This morning, I was sitting in my chair and making pimiento and cheese. I heard footsteps on the ramp and porch. Then--shave and a haircut. How odd. 

Tommy came to the door with me saying to ask who it is. He did and immediately opened the door. I snatch for a blanket and managed to get one knee covered up. I was in a nightgown with legs exposed. Then Tommy moved where the guy could see me fully. I was horrified. 

The guy had a stack of folders and papers about 4" tall. He kept insisting he was here because I had asked for him to come, mailed in a card or something. NO. He had the gall to argue that I wanted him there. He said he was from "state benefits." That sounds like the phone callers who are on the phone to 'help' me. I get about ten of these calls on the phone each day. 

I yelled at him to leave when he would not take 'no' for an answer and just kept arguing with one foot in the door. Yes, he opened storm door, put his foot in and gave a long knock. What brass! More brass than the courthouse dome. 

By the time he turned and left, I was shaking. Tommy just pushed the door to and never locked it. He thinks I am foolish to want to lock the door after I forced someone out! BIG argument with me explaining my concerns for safety! AGAIN!

Thankfully, the rest of the day went calm and well. When we got home, I called the guy who would be recipient of the dinner we made for him. He said he was just sitting there trying to figure out what to have for dinner. When I told him it was frozen, he later told Tommy he would use microwave or air fryer. So, the air fryer will work best. 

The day was pretty, mild, pleasant. Of course, I had a nap until 7 pm. Tommy gave me the highlights of the news like he always does. 

I called the nurse in charge of the vein clinic. She actually gives out her home number. Can you believe that? It seems like this extreme pain the leg pumps causes sometimes happens to people. She said it does happen for some few people. So, now I know. Since I have not been able to find the proper compression socks, namely ones with measurements, she told me the brand with measurements. When I asked where to go, she said "Amazon." Now, I can do this. Plus, now that leg and feet swelling have gone down, I no longer need the diuretic. So, that is one less pill I must take. That is progress, real progress for me! 

Oh Good Grief! It is Friday! How did that happen? 

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