Day 218

Sunday was a day of rest or  a near coma. No energy or interest in moving due to rain and wind or just because. I sang in church. That was all I produced: a joyful sound. Giants lost. No games until spring training.  This morning started out with a clean bed including taking off the cotton quilt and putting on the down comforter. Early for the change. I am hoping for a good day and that would mean I accomplished something and enjoyed it.

Day 217

I was happy to do little for most of the day then got a shot of physical energy and took a brisk walk. This has happened before and the ability to feel energetic is welcome as I haven’t felt normal since the collapse on the hill. Today I’ll go to church. I didn’t go last week as I just didn’t feel well. I want “normal” back. I’m not good at wimpy and weak. Last Giants game of he season. Hope they beat the Dodgers.

Day 216

Duty at the CofC was steady people and they were pleasant. Michele and I went to Wing wah for hot and sour soup followed by picking apples at the neighbors. This morning Karen is coming to pick apples. I’m glad the neighbor said we could take all we wanted. I have made applesauce from those apples and it was tart the way I like it. Hollie will come by after her breakfast with her friends. I don’t know if I’ll go to the market.

Day 215

The day improved and by late afternoon I was feeling normal. Today has a busy agenda: start early with a visit from the security co. to replace the tweeting monitor in the kitchen, then the CofC with Michele, Hollie may pick me up for lunch, and later, a head scan at Sutter. I want information about what happened that resulted in the collapse on the hill. The grass seed I planted in Meg’s yard is showing up! A path will save lots of mud.

Day 214

Dr. ruled out  a stroke caused fall. I’ve already had the pulmonary function test. It was tiring and I stopped at Art’s BBQ on the way home for a chicken dinner. More tests to come including PT to assess my walking. Today I will focus on my house and yard plus walking. I may get Meg’s grass raked and reseeded. Hope to have enough physical energy to produce some results. Right now my mind says “let’s do it” and my body declines the offer.

Day 213

BOS short and out. Businesslike and no drama there. Neighborhood drama related to the ongoing squatter across the street. More sheriffs, handcuffs, etc. and maybe this time will be the last. He cleaned out his things and the house is posted. Hope it’s over. Don’t like having an outlaw so close by. Today Hollie is going with me to see Dr. V. I want to know why I collapsed. Later, last duty at the museum for the season. I need something new to do.

Day 212

Yesterday was modestly improved. I had two slow walks, made applesauce, cleaned part of  Megan’s deck, made a nutritious dinner, and acted as if I was whole. I’m not. Something is not working properly and my hope is that Dr. V. will figure out what needs to happen next. I’m good at following through when I know what to do. Today is BOS and I will attend. The agenda looks simple and often that’s when I end up sitting for hours. Life goes on.