“Presumptive” to “THE Nominee”

This day will go down in history as one of the most inauspicious of the 21st century. I got in on the roll call late but that was fine. The delegates reporting the numbers tried to outdo each other with superlatives. The fact that I was late didn’t prevent me from seeing what I’d dreaded — the nomination of Donald John Trump by Donald John Trump, Jr.

GOP CrackingThere’s been a lot of talk about parts of Melania’s speech being plagiarized. She’d pretty much stuck to her story that she wrote the speech, herself, with “a little help” from others. Now, it comes to light that she provided “fragments” and the rest was fleshed out by speechwriters. One of the commentators — I think it was Jake Tapper — said that, normally, such speeches are thoroughly vetted before they are loaded into the teleprompter. Well, that points to the disarray that the Trump campaign is in.

To cap the stack, Ben Carson showed his abject ignorance on the subject of transgender individuals.

It makes me almost wish that a transgender baby would be born into his family except I wouldn’t want that to happen to a poor innocent. He needs to learn, at least, that it’s no laughing matter. I am embarrassed for him.

On the home front, my nurse friend came over and shot me. I gave her a loaf of my favorite six grain four seed bread. She seemed pleased to get it.

The woman called me back from the DME supplier. Some things are higher than the Inogen and some are lower so I guess it’s pretty much a tossup as to which concentrator to get. If I get one of the Inogen Freedom packages, they come with a lifetime warranty. The base package comes with three years and that’s probably longer than I’ll need it.

DS2 texted me and wanted to know if it would be better to text or talk. I wasn’t coughing at the time so I elected to talk. DD had told him I’m not doing well and I had to confirm that she is right. He had no idea that I have gone downhill but we haven’t seen each other since DD was here last year. I saw my DIL and my granddaughter at Grandparents Day but that was nine months ago. A lot can happen in that length of time.

Unbeknownst to me, my sister was having problems with her computer and printer. She ended up calling support at Epson and was charged ‘way too much for getting rid of a virus that may or may not have been there. She was on the phone with the tech for hours. I spent a lot of time trying to figure out her monitor problem (which the virus-cleaning didn’t solve). Since I don’t have an external monitor and she has Windows 7 where I have Windows 10, it’s kind of out of my area of expertise. I’ve had 10 for about as long as it’s been available publicly and have forgotten a lot about 7.

That’s about it for today. There’s more but I don’t think it’s worthy of sharing.

4 Responses to “Presumptive” to “THE Nominee”

  1. Lila July 20, 2016 at 6:43 am #

    I’m wondering just what the warranties on the concentrators cover. Would one provide a replacement and the other not, or just what does the small print say? It is possible you will outlive the three-year one, at least we can hope so, if you have improved to the point that you can enjoy life again.

    • Tommie July 20, 2016 at 9:55 am #

      I would have to do more investigating on that. As for how long I’ll live, none of us know but the prognosis says I’ll continue to deteriorate. As for improving, that would take a miracle or a lung transplant, whichever came first.

  2. Gail July 20, 2016 at 3:47 pm #

    I just started following you on Facebook, and I am enjoying your posts. (This is Gail from the UpperRoom. I told you that my mother also had PF.) You are so informative, full of insight, inspiring, and entertaining! 🙂 I rarely comment but just wanted you to know that you touch more people than you realize. You’re in my prayers. (I also donated to your GFM.) Keep writing!

    • Tommie July 20, 2016 at 4:00 pm #

      Thank you for the kind words, Gail. I feel humbled by them because I just write. I’m getting an idea of how many people are interested in my well-being. I feel so sorry for anyone who has to go through the the terrible effects of pulmonary fibrosis. The fact that it’s largely untreatable makes it a disease that’s depressing. Not being able to breathe freely is a terrible thing but I’m telling you what you already know.

      Thank you for the prayers as well as the monetary support. And I’ll keep writing as long as I can sit up to do it!

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