The story of today:
5:45 bus Dept from Maastricht to Aachen. 6:40 Arrival. Buying Aachener Printen (giyf.com) on the way down as souvenir for next weeks visit to Germany.
7:05 in the practice (completely sober, no food no liquid since 24:00 - well, maybe even 22:00).
About 8.30 the surgery incl. general anesthesia. An hour waking up room.
Another time waiting for 11 o'clock, because I told my friend to be there at 11.
Waiting another half an hour. Eating self brought sandwiches and drinking water, I prepared in advance.
Leaving the practice, going to the cafe next door. (I was not supposed to leave alone, but with a person that takes care of me after the anesthesia and the treatment - but well, nobody there, nobody to accompany me).
Tea and strawberry ice cup. Decision to leave town on my own. At least I know now that my friend is fine and told me to having been tired. Congrats to myself for those friends (in this very special kind of situation).
Walking to the bus stop: 'Shopping':
I wasnot able to resist. I passed by those shopping windows a few times now. Today i was weak enough to spend some money. Incense sticks (nice names: Arabian Nights, Eternity and Musk). Next shop: a sketchbook (great paper, 140g). At the train station: two Paulo Coelho books in english. Waiting for the bus. Back to Maastricht in the bus on my own. Soft icecream cone at the busstop in Maastricht, getting my bike.
Heading to town for a pharmacist:
-the one next to Café Taart: "these pills are not sold in NL." I call my doc. She says even in Thailand these pills are available, it must be a mistake...trick is: I had to take them TODAY
-the one at Emmaplein (a place): is closed, the one that it was merged with - I cant find it
-looking for one in Brusselseport (a mall): no pharmacist in Brusselseport
(dont forget I just had a surgery and anesthesia and now I am on my own on the bicycle - no further comment about my motivation at this time)
-the one at the hospital close to Brusselseport: instead of two packages for 18 Euro, as my doc told me, they only have one and that for 21 Euro something - I no longer care. Forwards. Home. March.
Passing the meat place close to the little grocery store in Ruttensingel: asking the price of 1kg Filet Americain. Got the price. Will take some with me to the Polterabend in Bavaria, if I find someone with a cooling box for a car that will borrow it.
Grocery store: a basket of wild strawberries (thats actually the name of an album of my maybe favourite piano player *LOL*) and a package of kwark. I love this tiny place.
Now home. Enjoying the final outcome of the day: I spend as much money as others for their vacation. I learned another time about friendship and trust. I learned another time, that I am strong. I bought myself some real nice treats, that will do good moods for me in the closer future (books, inscenece sticks, the sketchbook).
Full stop.
I guess some hang out time will treat me well now.
...watched The proposal. Such a cute film.
Side note: About expectations and reality
I had to get up sooo early. I had to go there all on my own. I had to wait soo long. My friend did not show up, I ve been so left alone. I had to go back on my own as well. I had to find a pharmacist that had the medication searching the whole town on my own in my situation...
I had to - Its been my decision. If I dont want to do it, I dont do it.
You ask others for help - there will always be the time to proof loyality ...or not. In the end there might be a need for plan B (and the alphabet has a lot more letters, trust me) - be prepared!
If I wouldnt have been left by myself I would not have known that I can do it by myself.
I blame nobody for nothing. Well, I do to be honest...I am human. Indeed. I specifically judge myself for what I am doing and for what I have done. Go and find your own truth about you. Stop judging others instead of yourself because its just easier to do.
Thats the part of the story I usually leave unsaid.
Its just not my way to complain about life. Life is wonderful. Life is simple. We just insist on making it complicated. See it. Believe it. Its not only the black side of the Yinyang, there is the white as well. Or in other words: there is two side of one coin. Accept it and appreciate it!
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