now.
This week I have been having a terrible time with my knees, but
yesterday I took a snooze in my chair and pushed the ottoman up
close to the chair such that my knees were supported. I slept
for an hour and when I got up I couldn't believe it, my knees
didn't hurt at all!!! They still don't hurt today! I can deal
pretty well with the hip, but when it was the hip and both knees
I was in trouble. I bought a cane at the grocery store
yesterday, but it never got into my cart. I'll pick it up
tomorrow, but the need isn't nearly as pressing.
I have new glasses; they don't make a big difference, but help a
little. My left eye is still so blurry that it is hard to tell
whether it has been corrected or not.
On Wednesday Robert and I joined Buck Frye, Dennis Joseph and
Vince Wayland for lunch. They meet every Wednesday, but I seem
to forget it most of the time. It was fun, lots of conversation
with very little discussion of ailments.
I had a 10:30 hair appointment on Thursday and shortly after I
got home I had another attack of vertigo. I was so dizzy I was
really scared. I went to my cardiologist to have my pacemaker
checked. It checked out beautifully! That was a relief. The
doctor asked my why I hadn't taken one of the pills prescribed
when I was at the ER with dizziness before. I told him they put
me to sleep almost instantly so I had put them out of my mind as
a choice. He suggested I try taking half of one. When I got
home I did that and half worked; I was still awake and the
dizziness was gone. I suppose one of my falls has caused
disruption in my inner ear. And, the position I am in to have
my hair washed seems to cause problems. I'll take a pill before
I go to visit Nancy again.
On Friday Connie came bringing lunch for Robert again. He ate it
all and was very happy with it, what ever it was. I don't remember.
Connie and I went to the Walnut Cafe because she had read a
review of it in the Denver Post, especially their pies. We had
a light lunch (not great) and both ordered pie. Connie ordered a
lemon pie which sounded really good, but they were out of them so
she ordered a cherry/apple cobbler and I ordered a Sawdust pie.
I should have known that with a name like that it might not be a
wise choice. It was a mix of pecans and praline sauce in graham
cracker crumbled pieces. It was dry as dust; the name fit it
beautifully. Connie suggested they should have had either tart
apples and sweet cherries or sweet apples and tart cherries, but
they had bland apples and overly sweetened cherries (canned, I
assume). In any case we were both disappointed. I commented to
the waitress that "Sawdust" was the perfect name for the pie it
was so dry. She brought me some whipped cream (fake) to put on
it to see if that would help. It didn't. We won't go back there
again, but we had a good time anyway.
We woke to a very dreary day on Saturday. Black clouds over the
mountains and shortly it began to snow, as I mentioned earlier.
We went grocery shopping in the morning. Neither of us had slept
well. I sat up for three hours and managed to read most of the
latest Atlantic magazine. It was probably too interesting
because I didn't get sleepy. I got up at 1 and went back to bed
at 4:30, hence the nap in the afternoon that "cured" my knees.
In the evening we went to Mosburgs for dinner. We always have a
good time with them. I took a bottle of the Chilean wine that
Robyn had introduced to me. Shirley was thrilled with the bottle
and the wine, too. She is a fantastic cook so every meal with
them is a culinary delight and the conversation is very
interesting. Earl's health isn't very good so he has slowed down
a lot, but Shirley is still very active and goes to many lectures
and movies. Earl runs a "literature" group. One of the recent
books he picked turned out to be a real winner. The group
claimed it one of the best historical novels they had ever read.
It is " Isle of Passion" by Laura Restrepo. It's based on true
events in Mexican History. The author is a Colombian Journalist.
