I always thought "Listicle" was an icicle made of mouthwash, but it appears not.
1. From somewhere, I have picked up a cough. It's a real doozy, like knives in my chest and throat, but strikes infrequently. Took some of Tam's OTC "fix it all" cough syrup last night and this morning, I'll get something a little more targeted.
2. The eye doctor got worried about "floaters" and other symptoms in my left eye yesterday, dilated both eyes hugely to have a better look, then had to put off the very last part of the exam because I had a vast and persistent after-image in the central vision of that eye (funny, that -- shine a bright light into someone's fully-dilated eyes and they get an after-image? Who knew!), plus rainbows around everything. I'd ridden the scooter, since I don't usually have to get eye drops. It made for an...interesting ride home, down the best-shaded streets I could find. Rainbows. Sheesh. (See, kids? Don't do drugs. At least not these drugs, they're a PITA.)
All of which is trumped by 3.: Mom is back in the hospital, this time with a cracked femur. Somehow, the geniuses in the "full care" area of her retirement home, where she has been recovering from treatment for pneumonia, managed to roll her right out of bed while changing the sheets -- and then loaded her back aboard and failed to mention it until shift change. Needless to say, my family is greatly displeased. My brother was in town, which meant I didn't have to carry my cough up there to chew 'em out. (Need to add "hospital mask" to the list of things to pick up at the drugstore.) Please keep my Mom in your thoughts.
Which brings us to 4. It's gun show weekend! The Indy 1500, no less, so prudence and good practice calls for at least a walk-through today or tomorrow.
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