The anesthesiologist had said he would knock me out just long enough to get the primary painkiller started, leaving me awake for the surgery. The next thing I knew, I was waking up in another room. I looked at my wrist, saw that it was bandaged, and tried to wiggle my fingers. To my utter joy, they moved. Two hours and fifteen minutes after Peggy and I arrived at the clinic, we left. The doctor said I could do anything I felt well enough to do, so I shopped at Costco, then came home and helped my neighbor dig dandelions. Then Peggy and I went to pick-up a CPAP machine (continuous positive airway pressure) for my sleep apnea, came home, and took a nap. She vociferously opposed biking with the dogs, so we took them for a walk around the neighborhood. Now, she’s cooking supper.
Typing hurts, so I will stop doing it.
Rain
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Rain will pour down at least for four days. Our temps are now in the
50's. (so I'm told). It is depressing, this return of the long dripping
gray and...
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