Have a rotten day!

The moment I've been fearing has come. Okay, not my BIGGEST fear (obvi) but the moment when this situation starts to get old and everything feels the same. Sure, I get different nurse assignments and different visitors but it is hard to really distinguish one day from the next when you are living in a box. I get to walk down the hall twice a day with a nurse and otherwise I'm tethered to a pole in my room. It really makes me sympathize with how Oscar the Grouch must feel. I mean, the guy can't really move around in that can and for the most part he just sits there watching Big Bird and Grover happily gallivant all over Sesame Street. I feel you, Oscar. No wonder you are such a pill!

I'm lucky to have TV, books, random projects, phone calls and emails to keep me busy and honestly the days are flying by…but I've been here for 20 days and I'm starting to feel it. I'm a little grumpy. I understand that weather is the universally safe topic of conversation but it is starting to conjure up some emotion in me. Apparently some nights have been cold and we even had frost warnings about a week ago. I'm sure I'd be complaining too, but I haven't been outside in a while and the windows in my room don't open so I can't even smell the dirty city air. It takes a lot of restraint not to shout "Frost sounds good to me right about now!"

Most days I'm feeling totally fine and then I'll have a day when a harmless comment about the weather gets right under my skin. We are all allowed to be grumpy sometimes so I'm cashing in today. I have been thoroughly enjoying my Grouch Anthem this Memorial Day weekend but I can't help but think it can always be worse. So many men and women have given their life while serving our country. Some of those people have living parents, a spouse, children and friends that are going through really hard times. I need to keep myself in check. I'm going to purchase a fan for my room to simulate wind. The weather is fine!