I’m OK, but…

March 22, 202233 Comments

A bit shell shocked.

I have been having a bit of memory problems for the past year or two. It was worrying me. The most obvious clue was not being able to remember the names for rosemary and tarragon.

In the case of rosemary, I could see the plant in my head, but when I tried to find it’s name it was like there was an empty bubble in that spot. Now with tarragon I could remember it’s nickname, The Dragon, but not the herbal name.

Then I went out to make a video of my garden flowers out front and suddenly couldn’t remember the names of many of them either! So, now I am really freaking out! These plants are perennials and biennials that I grew from seed and suddenly I can’t think of their names.

I didn’t post the video because I was embarrassed about my lapses. I will post it at the end.

Bringing this story to a rapid close I will share with you that after a visit to the neurologist and a massive amount of testing, I have apparently has several small strokes in the past, which he claims are normal for my age. He says it isn’t Alzheimer’s, but still prescribed medication for memory. I need to do a lot more research on this, because before being prescribed the medication, and with a concerted effort, I was able to make a new pathway to the name for rosemary! If I can do that without the memory med, then shouldn’t I be able to make new memory paths for the other lost names?

OK, so here is the embarrassing video.

One last thing, finding all this out and being able to retrain my brain has really lifted my depression. Not being terminally depressed has made me a maniac in the garden this spring, and having Bob home full-time to help me (yes, he is finally retired) means that I, make that WE have really gotten a lot done in preparation for spring and summer this year. Color me very happy!

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Video tour of Garden changes coming soon

Omicron and first snow of 2022

January 15, 2022January 16, 202231 Comments

I’m getting too old for this.

At 68, when I consider all the possible outcomes and variants of this C19 virus, I’m glad it got to us after the cooled down version emerged. It is, as claimed “like the flu”. I’ve had some deadly flu in my life with temps of up to 104 that left me unable to even get up. This virus with low grade fevers nonetheless leaves you listless and feeling weak.

Bob came down with it on Thursday and I came down with it the very next day, which was New Years eve. We stayed in, laid low, kept bundled, took eight hour arthritis strength acetaminophen (for fever, aches and pains), drank a lot of water and sipped on homemade chicken soup. To keep our lungs clear we used an inhaler and took Guaifenesin (expectorant). Both of us battled waves of low grade fever and chills, and spent a couple of nights sleeping sitting up on the recliner.

It is a trickster! Bob was feeling like he was on the downside of the beast, and then suddenly he got another low-grade fever and chills.

We would like to have been tested, but due to the holiday weekend, and the mass of sick people, well, you simply can’t get in for DAYS. NOTE: I was finally able to get in on January 5th and found that I did indeed have the C19 beast.

Wishing you all a Happy New Year and good health in 2022

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Mother Nature sent us snow for the New Year, and it was beautiful! However, it was the wettest snow I have ever experienced. It filled the fences, stacked up 8 inches high, and ripped the limbs off of my Dogwoods and the giant Holly trees here! (Trees were felled everywhere in our area.) I will share the photos and also say that I was glad this all happened in the night. It was sad to see the carnage next morning, but it showed us a very dangerous flaw in the giant holly tree!!! The largest branches and the crotch of the tree are ROTTING inside. The lovely old lady will have to come down and we will be looking for another small shade tree to replace it. Pictures are clickable, but I am having a bit of trouble with the editor again today. sigh….

beautiful…

But dangerous!

I can do this!

August 4, 2016August 4, 20168 Comments

The following is being typed wiht both hands. I will not make a correction unless it comes out rude. 😉

It would seem that zi was suffering a miscommunication when zi talked to the Dr. When he told me 2 months it was for the WHOLE PROCESS: Surgery, cast, and physical therapy!

This means that the 10 days in the temp cast counts as week one and now I only have 3 weeks of cast torture to go. We also discussed the Castrophobia issue and I found out it is common. It is thought to be linked to the strong pain medications as well as the swelling. Glad I din’t take the pain meds longer than I did or I might well have gnawed of the temp cast! 😛

On typing wiht both hands… The hard cast completely covers my thumb but leaves my fingers wiht less coverage and therefor more mobility! So, since I’m under strict orders to keep those four fingers in action I am gyping. Albeit, not very good typing. 😉

Still unable to take any pictures at all. The weight of the camera is too great. Sorry. But I can show you what it looks like, though on mine the thumb is completely covered.



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And yes, it is pink, though I toyed with the pink camo option for about a minute…. Yes there really is a pink camo option.

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You can find it here at ORTHOTAPE

Maybe it’s a southern thing?

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OK finger exercise session done for today.

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Castrophobia*

August 2, 2016August 2, 201613 Comments

This will be short as I type with one finger.

Surgery seems to have gone well. Pain meds had to be doubled the first two days, then only Tylenol, and since Friday no meds ! 😀

Swelling was horrifying! Fingers looked like Vienna sausages having no wrinkles at all!

Vienna sausage (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Swelling is now gone. 😀

Post-op visit today to remove stitches and get new permanent cast…

I hope I survive two months of this. The temporary one has had me in moments of delirium because of the suffocating feeling and immobility it induces… I find that to be totally ironical having had bouts of agoraphobia over the last few years. LOL!

*ON CASTROPHOBIA: The real term is cast claustrophobia. I was feeling the need to rip the thing off with my teeth on several occasions this past week. Thankfully it went away spontaneously, by the end of the week, when the last of the swelling went down! I hope it really was swelling induced and will not return. 😯

Meanwhile, Bob will continue to do all my chores that require both hands.