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Papa playing Canasta, lock, Open Door with Ed


Feb. 22, 2023: Well dear God the snow is fucking shit up. I’m not gonna be able to see Joe and Ubah cancelled on me tomorrow morning. I doubt I’ll do anything tomorrow. I guess I should write through my notes from today. There’s a fuck ton. Partly because at Lunds I took pages and pages of notes on the videos they made me watch, just because they were quizzing me on it. I’m not gonna type up the stuff I wrote about how to use the register. Well today Isaac did say that I should watch the cashier videos too. Honestly I found them a little confusing. Made me question whether I, with the brain injury, will ever be able to be a cashier at Lunds. Funny how new goals keep popping up. Well to start today off I drove into Open Door to volunteer. It’s the shift they moved from 8am to 9am, and frankly they definitely could have done without me. I translated like two Spanish voicemails and helped out in the client services room a bit, alphabetizing a bunch of forms. I also called back a voicemail and made an appointment. Well to start with my notes, this morning I had some confusion about which pill was the Ritalin and which was the Lexapro. I also cleaned off my desktop and uploaded yesterday’s photo, on mom’s reminder. Well fuck I didn’t finish this last night. I literally have 20 pages of notes from yesterday and I fucking don’t wanna type them all up. I wrote down stupid shit like the playlist I was listening to was the Reboot 1.0 2023 that I made with Liam. Yesterday I also got a free shirt from Open Door, and I told them about the free shirt I got the other day with Liam for the voting thing. Yesterday I also read Papa most of my notes at night. Weirdly the best part of my day was volunteering at Open Door and talking to Papa. For dinner I had two plates of Chinese food. I also went to pick up the lock for the locker at Lunds. Papa told me to go to Home Depot and Google accidentally took me to Harbor Freight Tools. No idea why. Papa thinks that going to Harbor Freight Tools was a brain injury mistake, and I totally fucking disagree. Honestly I drove right by Home Depot to get there, still thinking I was going to a different Home Depot, and then I went into Harbor Freight Tools anyways and they did have the lock, which I have a photo of here. Kinda sucks because I thought the best part of my day would be starting at Lunds and it wasn’t. Honestly my first shift at Lunds was terrible, and I don’t think it’ll be better on Friday. The other thing I randomly remember from yesterday is that I told Ed that I put some of these online. My lunch was hysterical. I literally had Doritos and BBQ Lays chips and a little muffin that was in the break room. They also walked us through Greet Offer Thank, or GOT, which is what you do to every customer. I had my meds at 2:45 yesterday. Isaac did say that I should do the cashier training too, and frankly I found it hella confusing, which I think I already said. My phone also died yesterday. It was down to like 4% and then it was dead. So I left it in Bob’s office, which was locked so I couldn’t use it. I just was able to text Papa a bit on my watch. I also took a fuck ton of notes on the quizzes we were taking, just because I had been taking photos of the screens but then my phone died so I had to write everything down. I mean I kinda wish that I hadn’t torn my pages of notes out of my notebook. I just wanted to get them in order. I also made a list of questions to ask Isaac, including what’s a tare, are we parcel pick up or carryout, and how do we know if produce is organic. I was also wondering when I got my name tag but I didn’t ask that one. At the end of the night Isaac actually did a few of the quizzes with me, and even missed a few questions, so they were hella confusing. Then I went over to Papa’s and had my two plates of Chinese food and played Canasta and we gave me a sweater because I was hella cold. I mean last night I definitely told Papa that I felt like I’d never be happy again, which isn’t how I thought I would feel when I started at Lunds and was independent enough to drive myself everywhere.

 
 
 

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