SOME OF THIS MIGHT BE TOO GRAPHIC FOR SOME PEOPLE


Some of what shows up here is just crazy, even to me and I write it. I intend to share my Journal and things I've done while in, in and out patient programs.

Chronologically I'm 58 (fall of 2013). Experientially I'm older. Emotionally I'm somewhere between 3 and 12 most of the time. I live with stress pretty much all of the time. I often say, "I have a Street address in Stress Land."

As for the name "A Sound Track of Mind". A friend made a road tape called "Experimental or Just Plan Mental" so I made "A Sound Track of Mind". However I think it applies here because of the soundtrack in my mind and, having my mind on a sound (firm) track to run, walk, or crawl on.

The names I use may or may not be real. However my name isn't legally Robin Douglas. There may be some who read this who know who I am because I've been using the name for many years.

In a way my journal is written for my therapist, Jeanne. However, it is also one of the only ways I've found of constructively expressing my feeling with myself. It starts off very sudden because I started writing again to help with therapy. So your missing about 3 years of background. On Tuesday I bring in whatever I've written for the previous week.

Back in '85 through '90 I had written over 350 pages. I called it TEST as in "This is a test it is only a test". I call the new one Test. From 1991 to October 2013, I've written less than fifty pages in many fits and starts but, never being to be able to keep it up. Jeanne likes it because it gives her something to work with if I'm just chattering.

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Week 15   -   2014-01-23 Fri.

2014-01-23 Thur.
I'm getting very tired of doctors and nurses and their paperwork.

2014-01-24 Fri.
Diane, the nurse at Rebecca House, has been after me to get Dr. Davidson to sign off on Pat's prescriptions. Then yesterday she tells me there's something wrong with one of Pat's three original scripts. Her Aricept got messed up at the hospital also, it was cut in half to the regular dosage. Yet another doctor to call and get to straighten out this deboggle.

2014-01-06 Sun.
Really it's Monday at 01:20 but I'm still awake from Sunday morning so...

Sometime Saturday maybe 15:00 or so, my Avast anti-virus updated but the firewall built in it wouldn't start. So I got on line with tech support to see what could be done. They/we played around with it until almost 18:00 then from 20:00 to sometime around midnight. The final result was I had to restore the hard drive. I started backing up everything to My Cloud and got to sleep around 01:00 - 01:30. I finished around 23:00 and made restore discs, yes I made two of them, one on an 8 GB SD memory card, and one on a 20 GB drive I had on the shelf. I used Microsoft software to make the first two. Now I have it writing a third disc, a DVD 9 they hold 8.5 GB, using the Dell software. Which I couldn't find before I restored the operating system and drivers. I'm going restore it again tomorrow (today Mon.) using the Dell CD I just made just to be safe. All the data I backed up is still on the drive since I got to do a restore instead of a rewrite. Doing the back up was a good idea anyway since it's been a few years since I copied everything off to a safer place.

Time to wind down for the night. nighty night.

2014-01-28 Tue.
I'm not sure that I can really write much. My inability to write increases when I'm doing more and/or under more stress. Which often means the same thing, meaning I'm almost always under stress when I do more.

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