Hello Everybody!! (you have to read that with Grover's voice by the way. You know, from Sesame Street). Just a note from me to express my deepest appreciation for all of the sweet comments you left for me on the last post. I'm sorry I did not answer each one like I normally do but it's not because I'm not grateful for them. It's just that typing has been rather difficult for me lately and can be pretty frustrating. I have to really concentrate and then I still make so many mistakes it takes me a while to correct them. I can't quite tell if it is the brain fog not letting me think well or that my hand coordination is that off. I do have some good news, although I can't elaborate on it much right now. I can say that I did get in to see a doctor this past Friday, a specialist, and you are going to get a real hoot out of it when I tell you the story. I am waiting for permission though, to know just how much I can tell you. Many institutions have policies against blogging or social media stuff so I don't want to get anybody in trouble even though I have nothing but good stuff to say.
So. I do also know that even though I think the nsaids did affect my kidneys, they are not the problem. I was just stuck in neutral on that one as I can often do. I have had more blood work and am awaiting my appointment for an MRI of my brain. Or at least, an MRI of the hole where a brain should be. I am feeling a fair amount better physically. The shadow of exhaustion is slowly drawing back up into the cavern from which it came. The malaise. That's the word the doctor used and you know they love those descriptive terms. It is a good one however.
Through all this lately my friend and neighbor Fred has had heart surgery for the second time, so I have taken time to go see him. I was at the hospital some of the time anyway so it was no big deal to go up 3 floors. Allen and I kinda look after Fred (he's 86) but Allen has done the greatest part of the work on this episode. I feel bad about that. They have released Fred to stay in a nursing home for awhile, so I was able to redeem myself today by going to purchase new bedclothes and such for him and getting him set up with all that. Allen will hardly buy new clothes for himself and God only knows what he would have picked out for Fred so it was probably for the best. Men shopping for other men often resemble deer frozen in the proverbial headlights.
So, thank you all again for all the well wishes and prayers. Erin, your comment made me laugh out loud. I love all of you too, in a non-touchy, non-creepy way. Especially Pablo, who's a sweetheart. Rita, I don't have any bowls made at the moment but hope to be throwing again soon, maybe tomorrow, and I will throw some. Tell me what color you might want. Oh, and thank you Bea for the card! It was sweet and beautiful photo on it. I will try to be back soon with another post and some photos at least.