1.5 hours on the cpap. Yesterday Paul and I ate lunch on his front deck – I had having a most severe craving for European style weiners (for about the last month) and he providentially had some. Jeff and I don’t buy any kind of weiners at all these days since they are basically a commercialized form of waste. Paul and I left the beer in the fridge and drank mineral water instead. Paul wasn’t quite feeling up to giving blood, so I’ll book into the next clinic in New West next week.
Day before yesterday we had a blanket on our laps like old folks on the ship deck, and yesterday it was so warm and pleasant we didn’t have to. Oakalla was so nice Paul took his shirt off (he has long since lost the power to embarrass me) and I contributed to the Caucasoid Hairiness Factor with my legs. We looked for frogs and didn’t find any, and I identified a Towhee for passing strangers. We didn’t see any other interesting birds, but we heard the m-e-e-e-e—–p bird in the bushes. It makes a sound of plaintive disgust, sort of “I am sad and irritated and not energetic enough to make more than this soft little noise” – and I sure wish I knew what it was. It was definitely warm enough for snakes to come out and Paul was pretty sure he saw one. The last snake I saw that wasn’t a pet was a baby that Robof9 and Patricia and I saw on the stairs at the old Xantrex building up the hill. Anyway it was a glorious walk and exactly the right length.
I have unlocked the achievement of getting an appointment for the specialist, and it’s in April, barely. With not driving a standard so much (I’ve only driven Jeff’s car twice since I figured out what was wrong), and changing my gait just a wee tad, and putting a support pillow in the right place when I’m sleeping, and never, ever running, I can say I feel much better. I also completely stopped taking any painkillers for most of the last week to see where I was, and I am pleased to say that I’m managing okay in the mornings.
I think what is happening is the cpap is actually getting me oxygenated enough at night that I can heal. I do feel better. The only thing that’s worse is my eyes, and I’m going to drill down a bit on that problem next. I’ve had dry eyes since I was in my 20s but I’m thinking a humidifier in the drier months of the year, maybe one of the personal jobbies for my room, might be a good idea.
Jeff was supposed to go to the fOlks’ but he is going to be very busy with an unanticipated technical challenge.
No Alex yesterday! How fast we get into habits. Hopefully I’ll see him sometime this weekend.
