We have officially gotten to the point where the weather has said good-bye to the 50 degree global warming weather, and we are in the 20’s and 30’s, and looking down the barrel of the gun of the even cooler weather down here. The wind says hello…ALOT.
I washed our sheets today and it is the unfortunate time to put the polar fleece sheets on the bed.We each grew up in row homes, then made our way to twin homes, and the home we are now in is a single, raised off the ground.When the wind comes down the street, well, it says hello. The problem with the polar fleece sheets is you really go through a lot of moisturizer in order to make sure you are comfortable through the night. The good “Bad” thing about it is that when it is a really cold morning, you really don’t want to get out of bed, because you are nice and warm.Also, as we are in that arthritic stage, keeping the body aches warm make you feel pretty good, at least as far as we are concerned.
I grew up with flannel sheets, and I really don’t think Jim had them until we got married, and flannel sheets are good. Friends say to me that I don’t see HOW you can ever sleep on polar fleece because it’s too warm. I usually go back to the old axiom of,” That’s why they make chocolate, vanilla and strawberry. Everyone gets what they want.”
…with the exception of folks who like coffee ice cream…lol.
We have a surgeon’s appointment in the area for me today, due to a fibroma grown in my forearm. This bastard is leaning on some nerves in my right arm, and the end result is my lack of sleep.
Tomorrow morning I have a 6 month appointment with the dentist.
Not too bad for the year to date. Two general practice visits, one surgical visit, two dermatology appointments**singing in best 12 days of Christmas voice** and one trip to urgent care….
I hesitate to talk it up, but we are a week short of one year of retirement, and I feel like I am spitting in God’s eye.I am hoping we can keep this up.
The one flip side of moving here to Undisclosed is the dampness of the bay.It is rough, especially on days like today,when it is rainy.
Sure, we walked down to the bay today to see the stormy weather, but I can’t lie: I think the three of us were soaking wet by the time we got back. It took us awhile, post drying with towels, to dry out.
All that’s left for me tonight is a hot shower and shampoo, then the Voice on the tv.I did my 15,000 fit bit steps-it’s time to rest.
Stay warm, folks.
If I had a nickel for every time a government agency wanted a fax copy of my personal documents, I sure would be rich.
I had another phone call with the Garden State today and it is incredible.Maybe it’s because I was on the other side of the phone for such a long time that I forget what a headache it is.Then, when the phone call was finished,because he couldn’t reach a second agency, he called back to me to get me to fax MY information that he was supposed to get.
May I need to get back on the payroll…..
My leg is rebelling.
More precisely, after close to a year of fit bit zipping, my right leg below my knee, is rebelling. Yesterday and today,it has been swollen a bit.
If you remember,or if you are late to the party, I had double knee replacements in March of 2011.So there should be no issues, right?
With the swelling as one part of the Knee-d Bermuda Triangle, the second part would be the medical care.
Oh yeah.Had double knee replacements and have an issue with a leg? Don’t move ninety-some miles away from the surgeon who replaced your bum knees.You see, down here in the boonies, NOBODY wants to deal with your sore leg, as they don’t want to touch someone else’ work.Nice, eh?
The third point of this triangle is the leg itself.I used my head and didn’t do 15,000 steps today: I was babying it a little bit. The leg is somewhat less swollen than it was yesterday, and honestly, pain was really not an issue.It’s just when something gets swollen with your leg, and you know you are smack dab in the middle of your fifties, you get concerned.
Thanks to my friend Kate for a long distance consult.To my other buddies who have heard my tale of woe, thanks to you too. Zush and Kasia still got walked and by using my head, we are hopefully going back down to normal.
I really had been doing well. I have been working on dropping weight, walking,eating healthier,and yet despite this, I fell twice this past week.
Granted, I am smaller than what I had been, but I have been wearing my sketchers which hug my feet.Either I am walking distracted, or just catching my toes in high cement cracks between grass, but no matter what, I am hurting.
I made my 10,000 steps yesterday, and thanks to a copper fit back brace, I might be doing a little better today. Falling at 55 is rough, and you can bet I am going to try to beat this!
It’s getting to a point where my job is my job and that’s great.
My baby Zusher isn’t well.
I am trying to see with the first call from the lead vet, and waiting for the information for the second reading of the labs from a Philly vet, in order to take her for her second opinion.
If we get good new, for which I am praying, that would be great. If not and hospice is the term for Zush, I probable will leave the job to savor every day I have with the girls.
It all is in the hand’s of God and his hands on the heads of the vets.
Still praying for the girls….ALWAYS.