OF GIMPS AND KITCHENS

While it might be good for losing weight, it strikes me that not being able to get into my kitchen on the wheelchair is, overall, not a good thing. I simply can not stand in there long enough to make a cup of coffee, never mind to cook anything. Back when this apartment was renovated for me, it was done for crutches, not a wheely, even though I used a wheely in those days. I used it, but wasn't confined, like I am now. All they really have to do is knock down a few walls, move some sockets and water pipes, and all will be well. It's really not that big a deal and I *did* argue back when that the day wasn't far that I'd be in the wheely all the time. As usual, for here, I was told, we'll deal with it then. Well, folks, *Then* is now. After a minor temper tantrum at the clinic yesterday, the nurse who handles these things, Pnina, convinced that jerk of a 'home care' doctor that he would be well advised to do something other than say "Not Eligible. Only one to a customer" Pnina just called to tell me that he had been on to Health Ministry people who have to approve it and that they are trying to figure something out before I go into *blitz* mode. A very wise decision on his part. There's nothing I'd love more than to get into yet another shouting match with him. He really is a jerk and should learn that his first reaction to anything should be "We'll have to look for a way" rather than "There's no way" There's ALWAYS a way. Just have to look for it.
I ended up doing a system restore yesterday because the computer was behaving very badly, and disconnecting itself from the internet after only a few minutes. It's behaving much better now, and I hope and pray it will behave until after England. I'm not in the mood for a reformat/reinstall now. Not with Europeans on TV every day now.
They are doing it to our dance team yet again. Galit and Sergei had the best compulsory dance by a country mile, but ended up in 8th place for now good reason. The others didn't even come close. For some insane reason, Europeans just aren't their competition. They really were the best and if anyone thought this new scoring system would solve the political shenanigans, they'd best think again. They just won't let an Israeli get on the medal podium, even if it was earned fair and square.
I have to call Bat Chen and see if she needs me to go there. One of her best friends just passed away suddenly, and she's understandably, a wreck. It was Tsion, the guy who rescued me from the airport when I came back from Holland. He *was* wonderful, not just because he rescued me, but, well, he just was. I'm pretty well caught up here, except I have to call the Florida lawyer later today, and need my computer for that. Maybe I'll go tomorrow. I don't like going away with things left undone. I'd better see what's happening in my account because she does want me to come, and I'll need money fot fuel. This sucks. Tsion was her life line for so many things, she's going to need all the support she can get.