Well, that was fast!
Well, that was fast! This morning, the physical therapist recommended a lumbar roll, so I ordered one on Amazon. Four hours later, it was in the mailroom downstairs at no extra charge. Beyond sitting with this, I’ve got exercises about six times a day and no walking for now, though we decided the 0.2 miles to Maxwell’s Pub for dinner this evening doesn’t count.
From sin to seminary
On the way back from a cuppa, my friend asked to be reminded about the red building. I explained it was originally built as a brothel and owned by a woman, which was unusual for the era. Right on the next block, as if to counteract this, we passed a modern building slated for a major remodel to become a Lutheran seminary.
Walking in another me’s shoes
Today, as usual, my range was 0.2 miles, just enough to reach Open Book. The kindness of strangers brightens my day, like the young guy who noticed me approaching two sets of doors and turned back to hold both open for me. Seats are always welcome, including this one where I can rest while waiting for the lights to change. I’m certainly gaining insight into the slow-go years, but I’m hoping physical therapy and an MRI will put me back on the path to the go-go years.
Pop-up clinic
Sunday is a day without medical stuff… usually. This morning, our building’s community room was turned into an efficient vaccination clinic where we got our flu and COVID shots. Not so efficient, the pharmacists will be spending their Sunday afternoon manually entering all that insurance information.
Smart stick
My hiking pole gives me extra stability on walks, but I have a bad habit of leaving it behind, including at home. Today I attached a tracker, so now my watch vibrates if I walk away without it. I posted on social media to see if anyone has a better way to mount it.
One block at a time
Walking is very important to me. This morning, I walked to Open Book for a cuppa and an old-fashioned donut, and in the afternoon, I saw my family medicine physician, each about 0.2 miles from our building. For now, walking 0.2 miles slowly is plenty, made possible by Gabapentin until physical therapy hopefully resolves this. I’m so grateful for my compassionate care team.
Campus bosses
Gangs* of wild turkeys at the U believe they own the campus. Today, they were doing very effective traffic-calming duty as we drove back from early morning medical appointments in the rain. (*Yes, that is the correct collective noun.)
