FEBRUARY 1, 2021
I have called the vaccination hot line 752 times and never got an answer.
My advice; keep trying, now is not the time to give up.
The Fire and Police Health Clinics have not received any vaccine supplies to this date. My advice is to keep trying. Anyway, the people that are qualified to get the first shots like me, have nothing else to do than to stay at home and wait for someone to answer the phone.
I would like to suggest that all our members get the free vaccine where ever they can find it. I think that it may be quite a while before the Fire and Police Fund clinics get a shipment of vaccine. Keep trying to get an appointment for the vaccine inoculation anywhere you can.
When you’re at home with nothing to do but wait, especially when you’re alone, even the lack of sound is deafening. You can go room to room, sit at the dining room table and eat, you can watch television all day, you can talk on the telephone for hours and then wake up the next day and do it all over again.
In my humble opinion I suggest that you not create routines; vary your actions, routines and your habits. Try to do something different every day. You can always walk around the block, sit outside in the yard, play with your dog and get some sunshine. Call your neighbors and see what they are doing to pass the day.
I buy the San Antonio Express paper every day, not to read the mundane news, but to solve the crossword puzzles. That alone takes me two or three hours to finish. I usually get up a 4 a.m. and do some weight lifting and leg exercise for one hour. I walk one to three miles every day just to buy the newspaper.
The next thing I do is to open my computer and check all my emails. I work on the health reports that have to be finished every month. Sometimes I redo the reports all over again just to keep busy. I read a lot of commentary from people that really don’t know what is right or wrong; they should be outside cutting the yard.
About a year ago I decided to write a biography about my life; something to leave my family. I figured that three or four pages would be enough to cover my unexciting life. This is one thing that has kept me alive; I’m now going on 350 pages. My family tells me that they know all about my life. When I pass away, they will find out how little they really knew about me.
I have two friends that wrote a legacy story about their life. It was intended for their families, but I was fortunate enough to receive a copy. It was so interesting that I finished the book in two days. Those books were a real treasure that the families received.
Remember, I have always said that the first paragraph is the hardest one to write. Once you get through the first paragraph the rest of the story will easily evolve. I know you can do it; it’s fun and you may find something that even you didn’t know about yourself.
I have been writing adages for several years. Those are some of the short sayings that I usually put at the end of my writings. Right now, I have 239 pages of adages; each page has at least five adages.
If it’s too cold outside I walk in my house. I sometimes walk up to 2000 paces. One 1000 paces equates to one mile for me. There’s a lot of turning and going in circles around the inside my house. In order not to maintain my daily routine, I reverse my walk and go the opposite way.
This is one good way to pass the time. I pray that all our members do some type of exercise every day; stay flexible and be healthy so that you can function when this pandemic passes into history, and it will, but we must be patient.
THE BITTEREST TEARS SHED OVER GRAVES ARE FOR WORDS LEFT UNSAID AND
DEEDS LEFT UNDONE.
(Harriet Beecher Stowe)
Moral of the story: Never let words of love or praise stagnate in your mind. Use them lavishly and frequently. Don’t wait for tomorrow, don’t wait for next week, make use of those words. What would have happened if the painter had kept the Mona Lisa unpainted in his mind. Words of love, wisdom and art should never be kept in one’s mind. Use them; do them and that way you will never have to regret of something left undone.