Chilly at 48 Degrees
It was a nipper this morning with the promise it would warm. Here we are mid afternoon in the mid 70s.
Us two road warriors were home by 1:00 this afternoon after Dennis hit 100 at a back to back appointment. The wound doctor is happy with Dennis’ foot. Back on October 13th. These appointments are getting farther and farther apart. Sweet. This appointment being set today was marring what had been a clean slate for October. Let’s just get this stuff done before snow and ice season.
Dennis had no idea what a nerve conduction test was and I was not about to scare him off. I had such a test prior to one of my shoulder replacements. The amount of voltage or wattage that is used to measure how well nerves serve a limb is unknown to me. I do know that when a resting limb shoots straight up in the air . . . it is felt. With the arm being less over this summer, it sure has not kept Dennis from his planned activities and it won’t going forward. Dennis just wanted to know. When our family doctor receives the results, then Dennis will also know.
I awoke at 4:30 this morning to pay a visit to the bathroom. When all was said and done, I cancelled the cell phone alarm, started the coffee pot as well as a load of laundry. Nine o’clock bedtime will feel wonderful tonight. Dennis and I both have the day free tomorrow.
I have not started a doggone thing this afternoon. Tomorrow will be soon enough.
What I have begun, is to text Megan a greeting once a week while she is at college in Virginia. Thus far, the return texts have been pretty special. Nicholas, starting ninth grade high school, has also been hearing from me weekly. Religion, thus far, is his favorite subject. His text messages are also well received. Who are these young adults! Just yesterday they begged for “just one more story.”
Time slips by so quickly. I never thought the day would ever come when Lena and I would not be visiting while we each were viewing Wheel of Fortune. Dad would call me at the office at times when Lena was at Ladies Aide. There was never anything on the top of my desk that couldn’t wait for a bit. Such sweet memories. I thought I had all the time in the world.