March 30, 2022

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

Pitty Party of One or Viva Revolution! You see, I can’t decide whether or not to pity myself or to start a revolution. You see, I’m tired of my health aides not waking up at night and me pissing the bed. I’m tired of my aides falling asleep in my car and for forgetting to strap me in and getting in a car accident and fracturing my ankle. I’m tired of my health aides giving me the wrong medicine. I’m tired of my health aides letting my dog run down through a busy road. You see, all this really isn’t their fault. They’re all just tired. I mean they have to work two or three jobs just to make ends meet. Then the problem is me, the patient, I’m at risk. You should see them when they get done with the end of their shift. They’re exhausted and they have to drive home. Being tired like that and driving is equivalent to drunk driving. You see, if they got paid a decent wage, they wouldn’t have to take two different jobs and put me at risk. I’m getting tired of it. Someone’s gonna get hurt one day, mark my words.

You see, I can speak out, right? But there’s many people out there that have heath aides who can’t speak out. That’s why I want to start a revolution. I did a documentary. I’m going to blanket the social media and as many news channels as I can. I’m also gonna get in touch with politicians. This is gonna be my mission. I’m fed up with it. And, like I said before, it’s not the health aides fault. It’s the fact that they get such low pay that they have to take other jobs. And then the other problem is that because the pay is so low, no one wants to do this job of healthcare. Listen, all of you that are healthy and are reading this, if you got sick, you would want someone to take care of you, a professional. And believe me, you don’t want to go to a nursing home right away. I mean, eventually, you might have to, but for now you want to stay out of those places as long as possible.

Anyway, I just wanted to get all that off my chest. I am venting a little, but I am tired of it, and frankly I’m tired of being tired. When I get like this, I always think of the past. See my blog about the past.

Thank you guys. Love and miss you. Thanks for listening to this, and when you see my documentary, please share it with everyone you can think of. Let’s start a revolution.

Love, B. Nice

P.S. Look, everyone’s gonna get old - so take note of this. If not for you, then for someone you love.

https://vimeo.com/672974438

March 23, 2022

Hey guys welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

Here’s what I presently sent out to my local paper. If anyone else can help, that would be appreciated. Get in touch with me. I can’t do much given my condition. Thanks again. Love and miss you guys.

Love, B. Nice

Dear Editor,

My name is Brian Nice, AKA the guy in the wheelchair. I’ve been a member of this community on and off again since 1969. I was wondering if you could please extend this plea for help to your readers. I am limited in what I can do because of my condition. In fact, my childhood friend from Garrison grade school is writing this for me. I know our community is small but mighty. Maybe someone out there could help me get my word out to the press and eventually to the President. I’ll enclose a link of a documentary I did. It’s a rough edit, as it’s what the editor, Adam Hall, sent to me. The film of the documentary was shot by Bryan Coppede.

https://vimeo.com/672974438

Maybe you could put this on your website. I’m open to doing an interview with you, if you like. I believe the whole situation I’ve covered is newsworthy and timely. Who knows where this rabbit warren will lead.

Many thanks,

Brian Nice

845-265-2705

March 8, 2022

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

I’m presently bummed out, but I’m pretty sure I know why. You see, I do a film project every year or so, with the husband and wife team. Now, I did a project with them in 2009, one in 2013, and one now. When I looked at the filmmaker’s reel, all my projects were together. And you know what? When I look at them, there’s not much difference in the way I am. I work hard to try and get better. I wake up in the morning and I work out until I go to sleep. So when I saw there wasn’t much of a difference after working so hard, it bummed me out. But then I realized something. If I didn’t work out so hard, I probably would degrade, get worse. So, in a way, all this working out keeps me level. Maybe I’ll dance later. Who knows? The point is, you gotta keep at it. Remember that feeling you have when you get a new job and it’s the first day? Well, you gotta treat every day like it’s the first day of a new job. That’s the way I look at it anyway. Every morning I get up, I’m excited to start the day. I don’t wake up and groan and moan.

Anyway, I just thought I’d share that with you.

Talk to you guys next week.

Love, B. Nice

February 23, 2022

Hi everybody, welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

Every once in a while I have to give myself a pep talk. I remind myself where I was. Well, actually, I remind myself I’m lucky to be here to begin with. But I have to remind myself I’m lucky there’s a lot of people worse off than me. I just have a pity party once in a while. I guess it’s natural. I mean, I’ve been working for over ten years. Every day is like a work out. You know, I’m lucky I have the mindset of a professional athlete. I’m lucky because doing this recovery is like a workout. You’ve got to keep plugging away. If you’re just getting started and reading this, get ready, it can be a long haul. But it’s worth it, I’m sure, in the long run. I mean, I see huge improvements already. I’m pretty happy cause I’m starting to feed myself some things and I’m learning how to walk and stand up. Little milestones like this keep me going. Oh yeah, and you gotta have a sense of humor, cause if you don’t, this is all too depressing.

Hey, why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was out…standing in his field. I better go.

Love and miss you all.

Love, B. Nice

February 17, 2022

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

I guess we’re all presently pretty much staying at home. It’s nothing new to me. I’ve been like this for 10 years. Memories keep me going. I’ve always had great luck with the real estate. For example, the house I built in Montauk, New York, I turn to my left and see endless treetops and the ocean and the sky. When I lived in Australia, I would also be able to turn to the left and just see ocean and sky. When I lived in Paris, I would look straight ahead and see tile rooftops, chimneys and the sky. I was in the middle of Paris, but it was quiet as a mouse. All I’d hear were church bells and the birds. Now I live in a little stone cottage at the side of the road. Cool.

I’m still trying to get used to having a live-in health aide. It’s tough. People often say, what’s the difference between a shift worker and a live-in. Well a live in stays here, eats, cooks, showers. It’s basically like having a roommate. I guess it’d be ok if you had a big house where they would have their own ensuite bathroom, but I’m not really set up for that. Plus my daughter might come. That would be awkward. Anyway, one day at a time, right?

You know what’s interesting. When I had to pay for private homecare, a little earlier, I had no problem getting people because I paid them as they should be paid. But going through an agency seems real difficult to get someone. The pay is so low. That, plus the Covid going on, makes things difficult. Bottom line is: Don’t get sick, and for that matter, definitely don’t get old and sick. My friend said, “What? We should all check out at 65?” No there’s got to be a better way. Let me think about it. There’s not much else to do.

This is B. Nice signing off. A friend wants to get a photograph made, so I’m gonna go work on that.

Love, B. Nice