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( Apr. 17th, 2009 10:00 am)
So I got up this morning, had breakfast with my neighbour, Yoshe, took off my nicotine patch and showered, and then did some work on the computer.

As I did that, I gradually realized I was starting to get agitated, anxious, sucking on the straw wasn't helping, I'm starting to get antsy, free-floating angry feelings, let me make some tea, take my meds, oh boy what's going on, I'm jittery and itchy all over, why can't I distract myself...?

Oh. DUH!

I forgot to put a fresh nicotine patch!

No wonder I felt like I was crawling out of my skin! That was nicotine withdrawals I was experiencing!

I slapped on a fresh patch, threw on some shorts, and went out for a 15-minute walk around the neighbourhood (sucking on my straw all the way) while I waited for the nicotine patch to take effect.

Ahhhh... I feel much better now.
See, THIS is why I don't want to leave Bellingham to look for work down south:

After I put it out there that I had no Thanksgiving plans, and was feeling alone, my neighbour Yoshe came over and asked if I wanted to ride with him to the free community Thanksgiving Dinner at the Old Town Cafe. I had planned to go to that initially, but after I sprained my ankle, I knew I couldn't walk there, and the WTA is not running busses today.

So I showered and put on my best suit (because if there's any occasion for me to dress up, it's Thanksgiving Dinner). I only could wear one shoe, though, because my right foot is swelled up, and there's bruising on the ankle. Definitely sprained.

Dinner was nice, all the traditional thanksgiving fixings, shared freely with Bellingham's poor, needy and homeless. (Saw some beautiful, rough, hairy men there, too. [ profile] snousle would have liked the scenery.)

Yoshe and I talked about what we were thankful for. I am thankful for him getting me out of the house, when I was worried about being all alone. I'm thankful for my LJ friends who helped keep me from getting evicted. I am thankful for the local food bank. And I am also thankful that Bellingham has such giving people.

Afterwards, as I was walking back to Yoshe's car, a man came up to me and asked why I was limping, and only wearing 1 shoe. I explained that I had sprained my ankle yesterday, and he said, "Then you need a cane!"

And handed me one. Right then and there on the street. An adjustable medical cane that was tall enough for me to use.

Well how about that!

Happy Thanksgiving, Bellingham! And thank you!


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