Almost the end of October, and I haven't posted in a month! Busy month, including a visit to Ottawa to see Jennifer and the boys. Great talks with all four of them - young adults now, only one left in High School. Others are studying…engineering, paramedic studies, drama and business. All on their way. Good visits with Jennifer and friend Balou.
Downside of the month: the return of urological symptoms, and a visit to ER for that. The joys of ageing. Also, a brief visit from angina…first time, bringing on new meds. Something else to monitor and deal with.
I had my first walk of the month this morning, and look forward to a swim in the morning. My physician reminds me to pace myself, and not go at it too strongly. Words to heed, if I plan to live awhile longer.
Winter has blown its frosty breath across our community. The wind was biting this morning, a harbinger of things to come. I have always loved winter, although now it takes more to keep me warm than previously. As I write, I am resolving to be more regular on this page, and to try and share some of the reading I'm doing. Currently, the Last Asylum, a true account of the closure of the last "Lunatic Asylum" in the UK. The author was a patient there a few times, as well as being a fine historian. Her own story and that of the institution in rewarding, especially for one who spent some time working in psychiatric institutions.
One gift I brought home from Ottawa is a bundle of neatly pressed maple leaves, all red and yellow. This national symbol is not found in our part of the country, do is novel to have. I stuck them all over our kitchen cupboards to welcome me home.
Downside of the month: the return of urological symptoms, and a visit to ER for that. The joys of ageing. Also, a brief visit from angina…first time, bringing on new meds. Something else to monitor and deal with.
I had my first walk of the month this morning, and look forward to a swim in the morning. My physician reminds me to pace myself, and not go at it too strongly. Words to heed, if I plan to live awhile longer.
Winter has blown its frosty breath across our community. The wind was biting this morning, a harbinger of things to come. I have always loved winter, although now it takes more to keep me warm than previously. As I write, I am resolving to be more regular on this page, and to try and share some of the reading I'm doing. Currently, the Last Asylum, a true account of the closure of the last "Lunatic Asylum" in the UK. The author was a patient there a few times, as well as being a fine historian. Her own story and that of the institution in rewarding, especially for one who spent some time working in psychiatric institutions.
One gift I brought home from Ottawa is a bundle of neatly pressed maple leaves, all red and yellow. This national symbol is not found in our part of the country, do is novel to have. I stuck them all over our kitchen cupboards to welcome me home.
