Pulling in Opposite Directions
Dennis has gotten news that is sister at Alexander, age 88, was not doing well. Cancer was found and she is not strong enough to undergo any type of treatment. There was an offer of us going along with Dennis’ daughter and her husband to visit.
Today was my first appointment to see the eye specialist since the cataract surgery. I needed to keep that appointment. Gong forward I know that I will need new lens in my glasses. This was the beginning of that process. I had to give Dennis a hug and a peck to send him off, with me staying behind.
It was planned that the trip would begin at 6:30 a.m. sharp. At the allotted time it was raining pitchforks. Surprisingly . . . it had been raining heavily since five this morning and continued until eight. A total of three inches on top of the three quarters we had gotten from the Saturday storm. I call that down right soggy.
We actually had a band of wild turkeys walking across our yards at noon. Straggly looking things. Where had they been flooded out of. Naw . . . none of them would have made even a poor plucking for a roaster.
Chiropractors do not shake their fingers at patients. I got the drift from his eyes when I went to see him this afternoon. They were piercing. Yes, the branch picking up scenario of the Saturday storm was a lot of repetitive hunching of the shoulders with the neck in a less than good position. I willingly took an acupuncture treatment. I will . . . and I repeat . . . I will be good for the next two and half weeks until I go back to see him. Dennis has an exercise to do with me each evening and I will find that dang old heating pad.
Dennis just got home from seeing his sister. He and I will get caught up from being pulled in two directions for the day. Dennis and I will be going back to see her this weekend. I did feel bad for not making the trip today. His sister has always been a kind sister-in-law.
The rest of the week lay ahead and I do believe St. James is off the weather radar for a spell. Whoopee!