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Friday, May 10, 2019

Put Down the Debit Card! Get off the Playground*

Sis is resting....things looking pretty good....we are back home in Connecticut now. Both of us tired, especially her. We went to sleep at about 11 p.m. [they rolled in a cot for me at the last minute] and the doctors started making their rounds at 6:30 a.m.

We liked the view of the East River--the boats, bridges, lights, neon Pepsi sign.

Sweet Buttercup was at the boarder since Wednesday; I just went and picked her up. Heavy local traffic in Stamford--Friday afternoon rush hour.

TCOY
  1. Ice water.
  2. Lots of vegs--cauliflower and broccoli from cafe hot line.
  3. Reading.
  4. Short prayer/contemplation in Meditation Room at hospital.
$ MONEY SPENT OUT OF POCKET
  • NYU Medical Center Cafeteria, 2 pieces crispy bacon; 1 toasted corn muffin w butter; large Illy coffee; and 2 kosher cheese blintzes, very good [saved one for Sis], $17.20.
  • Tisch Gift Shop in hospital, 2 Mother's Day gifts for me, who was tired, Amano Studio gold-plated light faux aquamarine [or blue topaz?] small post earrings, made in Sonoma, CA, $25 + tube of elizabethW small-batch Dandelion Hand Cream from California, $24, total w tax, $53.35. I tried tester tubes and hands felt so soft, scent so fresh and delicious.
  • Cafeteria for lunch, 2 small pieces prime rib w horseradish cream; mashed potatoes; and a lot of vegs, plus Florentine cookie, $16.33.
TOTAL DAILY SPEND: $86.88.
RUNNING TOTAL FOR MONTH AS OF MAY 10: $1,099.23.
AVERAGE DAILY SPEND: $109.92.

Money thoughts: Sis had recurring breast cancer. I hope she won't mind me writing that. I was trying not to, but it all went well for now, though complicated recovery; lymph node did come back negative/clean. Our mom died of cancer at age 56 [started with hysterectomy, ended with colon cancer as cause of death]. Was I filling a void by buying the hand cream? Revisiting the past, trying to soften its hard edges? Maybe. Or maybe I'm just a compulsive spender.

*In no way do I mean to imply that a hospital is a playground. I know people go for happy occasions--having a baby, getting a lifesaving transplant--but it is the opposite of a playground most of the time. But for a spender under stress, being in a place with good foodie and beauty brands in the cafe and shop--well, they were like toys. 




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