kvetching up

Entry 1 6:00 a.m. Crash cart at my gym My knee recovered by yesterday afternoon . Go figure. After two rounds of ibuprofen in the morning, I laid off. By mid-afternoon I had full range of motion, albeit with still some swelling and discomfort, but the pain is gone, and the remaining swelling is what I normally have with this knee. The only thing that I can think is that my knee, as I have experienced in the past, was impacted by the change in barometric pressure. No matter. I skipped exercise yesterday, and will determine which machine I will get on today, as I move through the hours. I met with the dietician on Monday. She was 12--okay, maybe 15. Her instructions were not what I was expecting from my interactions with Heidi the nurse. I was under the belief that she would recommend either a vegan or vegetarian diet. Neither was true. She told me to stay away from Atkins and Paleo, as research has shown it consistently leads to early death for people with Type II diabetes. I get it. In...

Entry 1     12:01 p.m. You know,” said Arthur, “it’s at times like this, when I’m trapped in a Vogon airlock with a man from Betelgeuse, and about to die of asphyxiation in deep space that I really wish I’d listened to what my mother told me when I was young.  “Why, what did she tell you?”  “ I don’t know, I didn’t listen .” -Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy Life can be unbendingly painful, make moving hard to do, moving forward almost impossible--a lot like my left knee. I went to bring in the garage and food waste bins in this morning, and found that someone had carefully gone through the recycling bin, casting down my neighbor's slope those recyclables that didn't catch their After I picked up a lot of the refuse, I paused to take a snap.  The hill really was that steep. Had I fallen, I would have landed in a blackberry bramble. fancy.  On the bright side, the extra cardboard that had been outside of the bin, had been taken away, so i...

This day was good.  And I am exhausted, but need to write this down against forgetting.  I'm negative. Covid-19 negative. I am sleeping downstairs for the time being using a chair, an ottoman and a table as a bed.  That is a story for another day, but just know I am.   I got up late this morning--well after 7--and after the perfunctory coffee, and some raisin toast, went upstairs and sat on the side of Jenny's bed and woke her up.  For reasons I can't A spinning gyre. explain, it made her day.  She was so pleased I had done this, she told me how lovely it was that I had done that.  My first thought was, I bet she wishes el pinché could do it instead. My second thought was, accept that she is happy and move on with the day, expecting a more pleasant few moments with her than last night's debacle. Jenny left around 9 to pick up meds and do whatever else was on her list, which was not short.  I don't know how she manages to function, when s...

Entry 1 It's Aug 25th. I've been off grid 3 days.  We are at some place called Thunder Canyon or Creek or Basin or whatever. I'd suggest calling it fly, gnat and mosquito hell. It's 331 p.m., and the flies have disappated, although I would wager every square foot had 100, they are down now to 50 or so, and tbe mosquitos are just rolling in, like a black cloud over Thunder Canyon. View from McCallister Camp.