My mind is just reeling of what has happened and information flying in so fast and furious.
So far 3 are dead, over 170 are injured some critically. The reports of two unexploded bombs were incorrect and so far the fire at JFK Library just co-incidence.
Many runners are making plans to do a sort of "Run to show we are not intimidated" Marathon, people refusing to allow something like this change their lives except to be more vigilant. Which is the only true course of action.
I am reading and hearing conflicting reports that a suspect has either been arrested or has been identified, I am not sure which, perhaps the news casters on the east coast have more information.
Doyle make an interesting remark to me when he came home late last night, he said that he hopes they check the roofs and any areas were the windows were exploded inward as that could contain important pieces of evidence and according to the noon time (PDT) broadcast they had done just that and found something.
Quiet heroes are emerging from this holocaust, people just doing what they felt was only right to do and those who are trained to do any emergency work.
I feel it will take me a few more days to get my mind back on real life again, and I can understand this desire to want more information to be updated constantly.
When Kennedy was shot in 1963 Mother was glued to the television set, Dad had to get a long antenna wire extension so that she could roll the t.v. set from the kitchen into the living room so she could do her work and still hear the news. She saw when Jack Ruby shot the alleged killer and it happened live, I remember when I came home after picking up my younger sister and brother at school, she was just sitting on the couch with her mouth open, almost unable to speak, all she could say was "someone shot him! some man in the crowd shot him!" I had to call Grandma and Uncle Mannie drove her to our house, she had to get Mother in gear just to make dinner, so sis and I dashed to the market across the street to get ground round to make meat loaf, it was the easiest thing to make for 7 people.
For some reason that meat loaf tasted real good, I think because Mom and Grandma in a daze threw everything into it, long green onions, diced tomatoes, we had some left over baked potatoes so we had mashed potatoes with bits of green onions in it and fresh string beans, Grandma said to buy a pound of string beans and sis and I were kept occupied trimming, washing and cutting the beans. Uncle Mannie took our brother outside to play catch until Dad got home.
Grandma turned off the T.V. and said "That is enough news for now." That was a very sad November.
And even now I simply will not turn on the television until it is time for the regular news, I have to get my mind back together.
And now a little bit of good news, in the beginning of May my Lawyer and the defendant's lawyer and us will meet at my lawyers office to discuss a settlement, but it will be hefty, there will be no bargaining, it's either what I want or we go to court, which he doesn't want.
I have seen my doctor and he said I can go to my office next week to talk to my co-workers to see what is happening, my back spasms seemed to have ceased, but we'll know better when I'm back to work, the bruising is now just reddish and the cut on my cheek will only need the slightest of cosmetic surgery and even the discoloration will fade, I've not used any make up because I didn't want it to be in any way infected.
But considering how bruised I was even applying makeup was painful. I'm walking more have even taken Belladonna on her walks with either Ella or Louise with me. Doing the heat therapy seemed to have helped me heal much faster. And I have to admit I've gotten very spoiled being waited upon, but that will stop eventually.
|I could not resist this, for several weeks I felt like that|
I still get a little weakness in my legs and on occasion a little dizzy, but the Doctor has ruled out head trauma but if the occasional dizziness persists he will look into that further.
But I most likely will not go back to work until the end of May. Why so long? Doctor wants to be completely sure I can handle the work, I feel like that character "Rocky" getting ready for a prize fight, only its getting strong enough to work.
And now I must go, Louise says its time for Belladonna's and mine afternoon walk. Where is that theme from "Rocky"?