March 29, 2017

March 28, 2017

Posted in Personal tagged , , at 12:19 am by gruundehn

Once again the VA messed over my medications. I have a prescription for simvastatin and I should have had it refilled last month but although the VA says it was sent out, I never got it. Plus another prescription, this time for insulin needles, expired because it had not been renewed at my last doctor’s appointment. This is the second prescription that has expired for that reason this year; the other was for blood glucose test strips. By and large I get good care at the VA except for my medications being messed over. Doing this required a trip to the VA hospital here is Tucson. That trip to the VA was hours spent on an issue that should not have needed it.

I have done no writing this week, as yet. I cannot get anything going on HIGH TREASON. I have less than half written, but I have hit a wall and nothing comes to me when I think about it. I have almost decided to shift to one of the other novels I have partially done and set HIGH TREASON aside for a couple of weeks. Both MAGIC IN THE MONASETRY and THE GOD’S TALE are waiting and I could start in on either for a couple of weeks. I could even start the fourteen novel series HOUSE FOURTEEN (working series title). I have other novels in my mind such as EMPTY EARTH but I am not sure I want to start on them until some of what I have already started is finished. For years I tried to get all of my writing going at the same time, each day I decided what novel I was going to work on that day; but, I stopped that as I spent more time deciding what to work on than I did writing. I do not want to start that up again, or anything similar.

The weather here is changing enough so that everything hurts. As I write this, my right arm is hurting something not quite fierce but still strong. My knees and my left ankle have been acting up all week. It hurts to change position, (to stand, to sit, to lie down, to get out of bed) but staying in one position, either standing or lying doesn’t bother me much. It is a shame that to live, especially living alone, requires moving about.