A Brain Aneurysm survivor learning that, “We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”
— E.M. Forester
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Just another day in the life of Lisa!
It has been a rough week, I need comic relief so here you go. I'm sure you had to be there but I'll do my best. I was a the library last week helping with books that were being discarded (missing pages, or they haven't been checked out for years, space is limited so they must go.) I had a cart of them and headed out to the dumpster myself, because it was a nice day! The stick that was made to hold up the dumpster top has long since gone missing and in its place is a flat metal tool with a long handle, I imagine is really used for chipping or scraping ice or removing shingles on a roof. I have no problem figuring out how to wedge it to hold the plastic top open, Yeah, I was pretty proud of myself since my spacial planning ability was all but lost with my rupture. I began throwing books into the dumpster when, I just had to peek in to see what else had gone in there. Way in the back I spot it..................the Anne of Green Gables complete set, and they looked to be in pretty decent shape. I LOVE ANNE OF GREEN GABLES! I really want the set. It was the first book I read after my aneurysm. Since I tested at a 5th grade reading level I thought it appropriate to start with something familiar that I knew I already loved and was written for youth. You see, I love the beloved stories so much, I actually convinced my hubby to go to Prince Edward Island (the setting of AGG) for our honeymoon. We got as far as Maine, and loved it so much we decided to just stay there as we were exhausted from all the wedding/college (I had just graduated) stress anyway. It ended up being a good decision as I got sick and we came home a week earlier than we planned! Ah, but I digress! So, there I am calculating how I am going to retrieve that set from the back of the dumpster! I devise a plan to use that "long handled ice scraper thingy" holding the top open to gently pull the books to the front of the dumpster where they might be easier to retrieve! Thankfully, there is a Pickett fence around the dumpster preventing patrons and colleagues from watching my silliness! With my curled left stroke hand I am now attempting to hold up the dumpster top while using my "good hand" to reach the books with that "ice scraper thingy". Of course, this overloads my brain circuits and I drop my tool in my attempt to reach the books. Just at that very moment, our maintenance guy walks around the corner to make sure I had figured out how to keep the top open. I burst out laughing and am forced to confess that I have dropped the tool in the dumpster. He has no problem reaching over the top and getting the tool. But, THEN I had to confess that I wanted those books in the back of the dumpster and am not leaving without them! I am about in tears laughing at myself, he is good-natured and acts like it is totally normal while graciously trying to help drag the books to the front of the dumpster with, said tool. In his attempt to help the set ended up rolling over and even further back. Knowing that I'm not going back inside without them he offers to go get a ladder so he can crawl inside. By now, I'm ALMOST embarrassed and don't want him to bother with a ladder. I feared it might bring too much attention to the situation! Using my "haymow skills"(yes, if only they could be added to a resume......"is capable of navigating a wall of precariously stacked hay bales." I may still be in a bit of denial about my current balance & spacial planning issues!!) I saw a bracket on the side of the dumpster that I could use to crawl in. Of course, the poor innocent bystander discouraged me from my own silliness, but I insisted so he stayed to witness it and make sure I got back out (I didn't realize a pick up was scheduled for that day!) I assured him I had "mad skills" and climbed in, grabbed my books and even got out without a mishap! So, that is how I got the complete set and still have no idea why they were thrown out after being donated to the library for the book sale that weekend. I'm guessing their slightly yellowed pages don't sell well at a book sale, but they were good enough, for this crazy girl, to go "dumpster diving" for(*please note: this dumpster is a 'fiber' one and paper is all that is put in it, so I merely crawled over discarded books and recycled paper)!!!!!!!!!