Keep It Boring

Keep It Boring is the phrase Dr. Giralt kept saying to Jim when he was in the hospital. The other transplant doctors who saw Jim after Giralt would say the same thing. It is the weekend so that is what we are doing. We are keeping it boring. There will be no trips to the ER for us. I had a twinge of panic last night. After walking Central Park yesterday and being out in the sunshine Jim was a little wiped and rested for about an hour. When he got up he was warm and I thought "Here we go again" "We overdid it!" but everything was fine.

Today we stayed in the Lodge spending a good bit of time in the kitchen talking to some of the other residents. I did a couple of loads of laundry and organized our room. When living in tight quarters it is easy for things to get messy. We listened as music filtered through our window. It was coming from Madison Square Garden/Penn Station vicinity. We never figured out what was going on there. Occasionally you could hear a person screaming out or yelling about something. As I've mentioned before it literally is crazy down below on the street. The other day Jim and I were standing in front of the building waiting for the shuttle and a woman pushing a granny cart full of "stuff" wheeled down the street in front of us just yelling at the top of her lungs. Then another woman coming from the opposite direction stopped and started telling us the woman screaming used to be a millionaire and she lost her fortune and is not only homeless but insane. This woman talking to us said she was homeless too and continued to walk on. During the same wait for the shuttle a man staggered down the sidewalk in front of us, high as a kite, stopping and scratching his head as if he had mange. At that point Jim and I backed up closer to the Hope Lodge door. Sometimes people lie down in front of the HL door and the security man goes out front and tells them to move along. Then there are the people who decide to stop and smoke a cigarette right under the sign that says American Cancer Society. Geez.

Here are a few pictures I took from our room. I love the copper on the church steeple and on the Gimbel Bridge. That's the Empire State Building peeking out on the other side of the Gimbel Bridge.