Things didn't go too smooth yesterday. In fact, they sucked.
Ya see, I tole ya I was gonna make a trip to Port Aransas. Well I did that...bout a hunnert mile a hour down the road, sit'n on 70.
This is how ya get to Port Aransas....ya ride on a freak'n ferry boat. Many many years ago, the ferry boats only hold 9 cars. They were upgraded to 20 car ferries. There are now two new big suckers what hold 28.
At my mail pick up place, not the post office, there weren't no license plates, registration an' title for the "billy jeep". It's been close to 4 weeks.....where the hell is my stuff? Over at the City Hall, they got a office that takes care of stuff like that. I ask the nice lady....."where my stuff"? She go clickity click on her computer, punch'n in numbers, my name.....the paper work from the dealership ain't been received at the DMV. Ok, that the first of two problems. I asks her where my stuff will be mailed to. She tell me "at the address listed on my temporary license tag". Well shoot, that ain't gonna never work....I don't live at that address no more. ( I just use that address for the purpose of renewal of registrations) I don't live there. I live at my PO Box number. Here in a bit, this morn'n, I'll be mak'n a phone call to the dealership I bought the "billy jeep". Ask 'em...."where my stuff"? Will let ya know how that turns out.
Then me an' Sadie may heads off to Walmart in Aransas Pass. Pick up some items I got on my shop'n list. Well, that was work'n out pretty dad gum good. Cruis'n the aisles in a different world....relaxed. Basket is bout half full of stuff I probly shouldn't be eat'n.
I gets to the bread aisle.....Oh Oh, I don't feel right. Light headed an' a bit dizzy. Time to exit Walmart.....sit down, fresh air....stuff like that.
Right outside the entrance doors, I decides I'm gonna sit down on that curb for a bit....the "billy jeep" is right over there. But I can't get down to sit on that curb. An' I'm try'n awfully hard.
Bout that time I feels somebody grab holt to my arm an' help me back up to a straight standing position. As straight as I could. It's a nice lady. Not quit as old as I am, an' she weren't no chick-a-baby if that's what you're think'n. I would rekon maybe in her early to mid 60's. She says, "where's your car"? With my arm in one her hands an' my cart in the other, we go for a short walk. She loads all my stuff in the car an' bids me a nice day. I thought that was some kind of special.
Here it is a few minutes later.....I pick up the phone....
Dial'n numbers...stuff like that. "Hello Al....where my stuff". Oh, listen to this...."I was just get'n ready to call you Billy Bob". You believe that right? Anyhows, this afternoon he will pick up my plates and registration from DMV in San Antonio. Tomorrow he will mail them to me in Port Aransas. I should get them by middle next week. Then Austin DMV will mail me the title.....when ever they feel like it. All he needed was the "physical" address I no longer live at....Texas requirement. They got a name for that, but this morn'n, I don't even remember my middle name.
Speak'n of remember'n stuff. I mentioned a few days ago in a blog post....if my memory is correct, I was losing my memory. Ya see, I was pay'n for some stuff I bought. Don't remember where or what I bought, but had to use my debit card. Ok....what the hell is my numbers I got to punch in there? That was quite embarrass'n to forget 'those' numbers. That's twice in 12 years.
Ya see, I tole ya I was gonna make a trip to Port Aransas. Well I did that...bout a hunnert mile a hour down the road, sit'n on 70.
At my mail pick up place, not the post office, there weren't no license plates, registration an' title for the "billy jeep". It's been close to 4 weeks.....where the hell is my stuff? Over at the City Hall, they got a office that takes care of stuff like that. I ask the nice lady....."where my stuff"? She go clickity click on her computer, punch'n in numbers, my name.....the paper work from the dealership ain't been received at the DMV. Ok, that the first of two problems. I asks her where my stuff will be mailed to. She tell me "at the address listed on my temporary license tag". Well shoot, that ain't gonna never work....I don't live at that address no more. ( I just use that address for the purpose of renewal of registrations) I don't live there. I live at my PO Box number. Here in a bit, this morn'n, I'll be mak'n a phone call to the dealership I bought the "billy jeep". Ask 'em...."where my stuff"? Will let ya know how that turns out.
Then me an' Sadie may heads off to Walmart in Aransas Pass. Pick up some items I got on my shop'n list. Well, that was work'n out pretty dad gum good. Cruis'n the aisles in a different world....relaxed. Basket is bout half full of stuff I probly shouldn't be eat'n.
I gets to the bread aisle.....Oh Oh, I don't feel right. Light headed an' a bit dizzy. Time to exit Walmart.....sit down, fresh air....stuff like that.
Right outside the entrance doors, I decides I'm gonna sit down on that curb for a bit....the "billy jeep" is right over there. But I can't get down to sit on that curb. An' I'm try'n awfully hard.
Bout that time I feels somebody grab holt to my arm an' help me back up to a straight standing position. As straight as I could. It's a nice lady. Not quit as old as I am, an' she weren't no chick-a-baby if that's what you're think'n. I would rekon maybe in her early to mid 60's. She says, "where's your car"? With my arm in one her hands an' my cart in the other, we go for a short walk. She loads all my stuff in the car an' bids me a nice day. I thought that was some kind of special.
Here it is a few minutes later.....I pick up the phone....
Dial'n numbers...stuff like that. "Hello Al....where my stuff". Oh, listen to this...."I was just get'n ready to call you Billy Bob". You believe that right? Anyhows, this afternoon he will pick up my plates and registration from DMV in San Antonio. Tomorrow he will mail them to me in Port Aransas. I should get them by middle next week. Then Austin DMV will mail me the title.....when ever they feel like it. All he needed was the "physical" address I no longer live at....Texas requirement. They got a name for that, but this morn'n, I don't even remember my middle name.
Speak'n of remember'n stuff. I mentioned a few days ago in a blog post....if my memory is correct, I was losing my memory. Ya see, I was pay'n for some stuff I bought. Don't remember where or what I bought, but had to use my debit card. Ok....what the hell is my numbers I got to punch in there? That was quite embarrass'n to forget 'those' numbers. That's twice in 12 years.
How in the world did you drive home? That was very nice of that lady to help you.
ReplyDeleteWell, after I got to the car, I sit there for a while. Then I drove home.
DeleteYes that was very nice of that lady. Now a days, people will walk around or step over somebody lay'n on the ground and then complain that person was in their way......or drunk.
May be that your meds are not right for you anymore. You should see your doctor. I don't like going to dang doctors but sometimes you have to so that you can pills to keep you alive.
ReplyDeleteI'm think'n my pills are perfect Dizzy. Last time at doctor he ask me all kind of questions. Said no need to change pills. I don't know if my pills keep me alive, but every time I run out, that thought crosses my mind.
DeleteI didn't mention in todays post, but I rekon I can tell you.....I didn't eat anything yesterday....nuttin at all.
Shoot man, you gotta eat!!
DeleteThis vertigo has been doing me that way. But it happens even sitting down. Just lasts a few seconds now. Don't know if i should keep taking that motion sickness stuff or not. BB, i was told vertigo can be a symptom of a stroke. The doc had me put my finger in front of my face, touch my nose, then move it to another place, repeat. Also, watch it going to your nose.
ReplyDeleteBTW, gl with that paperwork,,lol
When ya says vertigo an' I'm talk'n bout light headed an' dizzy, does vertigo mean the same thing? Usually bout a hour or so after I get up....sit'n here at the computer an' sip'n up a cup, I gets a little bit of that stuff. Don't last long so I don't pay it no mind.
DeleteDid you say STROKE????
Yes i did, it's what they checked for, the first time i had that vertigo, in the ER.
DeleteFeels like you're going to fall over, even sitting down, makes you hold on tight to something. I noticed that if i kept my head still, it helped it to go away. Haven't you been to see your doc lately?
Hope you feeling better and nothing serious.
ReplyDeleteNot eating could cause that effect. It happens often with me. Other times I fall sideways without even realizing; hitting the floor can sure bring the awareness though. Yeah, I think Stroke quite often; being alone isn't comforting when an 'episode' occurs.
ReplyDeleteWouldn't it be nice to have days without bumps in our road? Watch yourself Billy Bob, and take care.
Every now and then people surprise you and you run into a truly nice and caring individual...like you came upon today.
ReplyDeleteWhy did you not eat yesterday? You have to eat even if it is just a little something.
I had a dizzy episode today and it scared me but mine wasn't from lack of eating.
I've checked my blood sugar and blood pressure when i'm feeling strange, and they will be fine. So i've never known what's causing that. Vertigo comes from your inner ear and can't be seen, to check for problems. lol, that med works, but makes you so sleepy.
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