Thursday Dinner and Addiction

Thursday night was the day of the free dinner: ham, slaw, green beans, roll, key lime pie, unsweetened tea. It is a good thing I love green beans and slaw. This was the third time this week.

This venue serves its purpose for me. I met a man who knew a friend from church and his wife and kids. When he mentioned where he worked and had retired from, I asked him if he knew this man I knew. His mouth fell open in surprise. He laughed and said he knew him well. He had to know how I knew him. We both shared the same opinion of the guy and of his wife. I go there for the conversation.

Every time I go to this dinner, I have a conversation, short or long with an addict--alcohol, meth, different addictions. The closest thing I have ever had to an addiction was caffeine in Coke. I don't think I have an addictive personality. Since I met Hershey's gold, I may have developed an addiction.

I am still checking with people (not in public, just here)  to see where in relation to their navel, or belly button, if you like, their waist lies. When I talked to exbf today, I asked about his. His immediate response was "below" his waist.  I am quite sure he checked after all the discussion with the guy on the phone Tuesday, a conversation he could hear through speakerphone!

There are serious burns on my chest and abdomen, five in all. Sometimes these sores from tape cause open sores eventually. I may go to the doctor for those. sigh

I am out of bread but will resist buying any since I may be addicted to bread...lol. I gave exbf about 3/4 of a loaf. It was cheap, nasty white bread, his favorite kind.

Tonight, I bought a family pack of boneless, skinless chicken breasts. I have really missed chicken breasts. I pull off a piece of chicken for a snack. Since my snack is supposed to be protein, this works great.

Last Monday, I mailed gifts to g-daughters. I hope I got daughter's address correct.

Okay, same question as yesterday's post--is your navel below or above or at your waist?  Do you ever have the opportunity regularly to talk to a recovering addict?  If so, do you learn something new each time about the human condition? Or, anything?

Tuesday, Wednesday, My Waist

Tuesday was lunch day at the first church I ever went to for lunch. We had chicken fingers, broccoli slaw, green beans and potatoes, unsweetened tea, and cake.

Two to-go boxes came home with us. I ate most of it about 10 pm Tuesday night. I did not get one bit of sleep Monday night so I was exhausted Tuesday. However, I slept about 12 hours Tuesday evening and night, getting up at 6 am Wednesday morning. I only awoke to eat the dinner, use bathroom, and watch 30 minutes of the news. I was exhausted. I slept most of Wednesday, too.

Of course, I sent his box home. Plus, I gave him the only piece of cake. I packed up about three cups of the taco casserole and topped it with the Italian cheese I bought. So, he can eat it and mix in the cheese when he does. I forgot to put the taco seasoning in the taco casserole...oh well.

Tuesday, I finally put on the heart monitor with the help of exbf and company (over the phone) that sent it. The descriptions of the body did not fit with my body...lol. Directly to the left of my navel is on my waist, but not according to the company person directing me. Exbf just read to me. I stuck on the little things to attach the leads.

The monitor has one wire which divides into four leads. Somehow, the single wire disconnected from the monitor. I could not figure it out as the cell phone said to check leads which I was doing one at a time. Nope. The one main lead was disconnected.

The cell phone makes noises when I need to check something. Plus, there is a message for me on the screen. It is loud enough to wake me up in the night. Ask me how I know.

Tuesday was beautiful with no rain and only a tiny breeze. I think it sprinkled on him as he neared his home many miles South of me. Wednesday has been equally dry and pleasant.

Maybe I found someone at the lunch to mow who will be more trustworthy. The brother of the last guy has not responded.

Since the advent of low-riding pants, I don't think the younger crowd knows where the waist on the body is located.  One day I asked J, "Where is your waist? Show me." She put her hands down on her hip bonesn not on the top of hip bones, but down on the side of the bones. I was astounded. She was puzzled and told me that no, her waist was lower than mine. I told her that her pants were lower than mine. I don't think she believed me. I am long-waisted. Well, before my fatness appeared I was.

When I told the guy on the phone that 4 inches to the left of my navel still was under my waistband and was bothering me. He said,"No. " I should put it to the left of my navel. Well, I don't know here he thinks navels are in relation to waists." Okay, maybe my navel is a smidgen higher than my waist. No, it's not!

He kept correcting me on the waist location. He also kept correcting me on another placement. I was to put another lead three inches below my breast  in line with the nipple and on last rib. Finally, I told him that was not working on my body. So, I put it sort of where he said. I suppose it all works.

Help me on this--Is your navel basically at your waist or a smidge above or below? Inquiring minds want to know. Check the others in your household who wear pants at the waist, not below. Thanks.
Have you ever worn a heart monitor?