About six weeks ago a friend was passing through my city (he does this often, but doesn't live here), and collapsed and was admitted to the hospital, he had contacted me and told me that he had left his car behind an apartment, that day I spent six frustrating hours getting it to the hospital and away from a spot where it could have been towed...
I also learned that he designated me as one of his two authorized visitors at the hospital (without my knowledge), a new Covid thing here... And I learned last week that the other person he put on his list hasn't visited, thank goodness our pastor is also making some visits...
The last three weeks, I've felt extra pressure for visits as one of two, one of one? and has thrown parts of my life into mass chaos and time stress, yet I know he needs the support
Today? He got his first hospital pass and needed to run some errands at stores, and he is very weak so needs lots of help, including getting his bank card sorted out again... The whole process took up most of the waking hours of the day, time I could have gone and done some photography or almost anything else (alright my recent photography archives are rather poor, and I like to feed my social media, I'm running out), but then there are times where a person needs to help friends out as difficult as it is... Then when I dropped him off at the hospital in the mid afternoon I went to a local park but it was too late for the best light...
In a sense I feel like I accomplished nothing today, but yet I also know that he legitimately needed help too... But this mirrors how I feel my life has been taken over by a feeling of obligation to visit him, and conversely it affects my ability to do things I want to do... Note, I am a single person used to my own random wanderings
But on further thought as well, while spending time at a small shopping centre with him (for far too long) I discovered a small print shop that sells ink I used in my ten year old photo printer, ink I'm having trouble sourcing recently, I almost don't know how I feel![Eek! :eek: :eek:](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f631.png)
And this hospital thing could go for a few more weeks yet, which still makes me feel like I'm in a time crunch...
I also learned that he designated me as one of his two authorized visitors at the hospital (without my knowledge), a new Covid thing here... And I learned last week that the other person he put on his list hasn't visited, thank goodness our pastor is also making some visits...
The last three weeks, I've felt extra pressure for visits as one of two, one of one? and has thrown parts of my life into mass chaos and time stress, yet I know he needs the support
Today? He got his first hospital pass and needed to run some errands at stores, and he is very weak so needs lots of help, including getting his bank card sorted out again... The whole process took up most of the waking hours of the day, time I could have gone and done some photography or almost anything else (alright my recent photography archives are rather poor, and I like to feed my social media, I'm running out), but then there are times where a person needs to help friends out as difficult as it is... Then when I dropped him off at the hospital in the mid afternoon I went to a local park but it was too late for the best light...
In a sense I feel like I accomplished nothing today, but yet I also know that he legitimately needed help too... But this mirrors how I feel my life has been taken over by a feeling of obligation to visit him, and conversely it affects my ability to do things I want to do... Note, I am a single person used to my own random wanderings
But on further thought as well, while spending time at a small shopping centre with him (for far too long) I discovered a small print shop that sells ink I used in my ten year old photo printer, ink I'm having trouble sourcing recently, I almost don't know how I feel
![Eek! :eek: :eek:](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f631.png)
And this hospital thing could go for a few more weeks yet, which still makes me feel like I'm in a time crunch...