Wednesday, January 09, 2008


This morning for the second time in less than a week, nobody came to check on me and I didn't go and say hey to my folks.
I had asked them, starting in October 2007, to check on me every morning by 10 AM if I hadn't come by or called or somehow let them know I was alright. Most mornings I let them know, before 10. Some mornings they've checked on me. Quite a few mornings, neither happens. With me waking up feeling A-OK in the 40s, and waking up feeling not so great in the lower 30s and upper 20s, I feel that it's important for somebody to be checking on me, every single day.
I told my mother that I am thinking about paying for one of those services where somebody calls you every morning, and if you don't answer, calls a contact and if there's still no answer, calls 911. I do not want to end up dead in bed. Nump.
My mother put on the calendar on each day for the rest of the calendar who (either herself of my fatehr) was going to come by, and at what time.
I live in the same apartment building as my parents. They live with my brothers on the second floor. I live with a roomate (a very cool guy) in the basement apartment. It shouldn't be so hard for someone to check on me every single day.

1 comment:

Vivian said...

I really hope you all can work something out. It must be a little frightening to not know if someone will check on you or not. I can't imagine living in the same building with Daniel and not checking on him. What a tough line that will be to find when he is grown, to be able to give him his independence but still keeping him safe.
I can't check on you every day but I do keep you in my prayers. Please stay safe.