They are Still About
Negative things travel faster than the speed of light. I had positive blessings come my way today.
With the good report of the MRI yesterday, you would have thought my doctor would have been off the hook. Not so. He called this afternoon to let me know he had gotten some time slots for me at physical therapy . . . with the fellow that has gotten me through two new knee hardware and two new shoulder hardware surgeries. Dr Eatwell believes there is more here than scans are showing. Something is going on with my balance and there may be a solution. Doctors that go beyond are still about. Oh my sweet Lord, I so hope there is a solution in sight. I am so not giving up or in.
I find humor is all things great or small. Dennis loves his oatmeal, side dressed with flax meal, cinnamon. a bit of sugar and milk. When he is on a mission to prepare his fare . . . look out! I believe if I had the entire kitchen work surface covered in plastic protective gear to dress out some poultry, he would move aside the entrails to get his oatmeal breakfast prepared for the microwave. Yes, I agree, that was exaggerated a bit. Nonetheless, it was the truth of the situation. This morning it was just a matter of getting the cookie dough prep on hold.
As Jan and I were visiting across the backyard fence this afternoon, we both took notice of how many dried branches are showing up in the Maple tree. As we took a look up farther in the dense foliage, there is a limb that has been sheared off by the storms of late, but is caught in a snag. Note to self . . . don’t sit on the back patio until that issue has been resolved. Oh the joys of home ownership. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Being ever so watchful is still important.