More of the same

 Trying to think of something to write here

The ortho doctor I see wrote me a scrip at the last visit for diabetic shoes and strengthening exercises on my right leg.  It can't go on, falling every week or two, maybe the work will help me stop falling.  Even when I don't fall, I have "near misses" when my right leg buckles once weight is off and I catch my leg and force it back where it belongs using the walker.

This is so boring.

I have been watching streaming video of Amazon Prime to pass the time.  I watch for 15 or so minutes and either continue, or give it the old heave-ho.  The one I am watching now is Nicolas Cage in a flick that looks like an early version of the National Archives movies that he starred in.  It has some great visuals of commuter trains blowing up, so I will watch for a while longer.  It is odd, how many movies include scenes where the hero tries to warn someone of approaching danger only to be ignored or arrested.  I can only assume the script calls for "stupid blank-faced extras", and thus prolongs their screen time to fill out the visuals. Anyway, Nicolas is one of my most-often selected actor, so I'll hang in here for a while. 

The feral outdoor cat (Blackie) has disappeared from the garage (two days ago).  He has done this before, so I hope he is off looking for lady cats and will be home in another day or two.  The trouble is that if they don't come back you never know if they were killed or just found new places to hole up.  It is the fundamental reason we have our tame cats indoors all the time.  And we have no idea how old he is.  We had a female cat that belonged to a neighbor, and she decided one day that our barn was the place to be.  She would pop out a litter twice a year like clockwork, but she was pretty tame, and we took her to be spayed, plus all the remaining female cats we could capture.  The mom lived to be 15 or so, and one day when we went to feed her, she was here one minute and gone forever 10 minutes later.  We did eventually find her under the porch, but her longevity was very rare in outdoor cats.  

I fall once again

Once again I have fallen.  Yesterday I was standing beside the bed with my walker, talking to C when Blam! I fell backward to the floor.  My immediate reaction was fury, and I hurled myself back to the bed (a first). C agrees with me, I was just standing there when I fell, and how am I to move if I can't even stand?  I don't know which doctor to contact, the right ankle? the right knee? the left knee?  My family doctor? I need a keeper, is what I need, that and a conveyer belt between bed and bathroom.  To say I am discouraged is a vast understatement.  This has gone on for so long...

I got a check in the mail from Publishers Clearing House, but alas! it was for $10 and not for $10,000.  If I was the winner from Lotto or the PCH, I would never reveal the win, but (if possible) I would claim it as anonymous.  I don't have any relations except my sister-in-law, but no doubt "relatives" would appear as soon as the word got out.  Even strangers would descend with sure-fire opportunities to earn more if only I would invest in their scheme.  I would for certain send money to the three charities I have supported for years now, but would ask them to hide the source of the donation.  The first people I would contact would be my lawyer, and my financial guy.  No doubt I would owe a hefty amount to the IRS, but I would try to minimize that with things like IRAs.  That is as far as I can ponder, and of course I'm not ever going to win anyway.

This is Mother's Day, and rather than flowers or candy, I told C that I want my car washed and waxed.  I have the Torque ceramic polish (around $20), and wiping cloths and I will take photos since the birds will decorate soon after.  I'm willing to skip the inside detailing, it doesn't need more than a fast pass with a vacuum, and that is best done at a  do-it-yourself car wash, rather than drag the house vacuum out and try to get all the nooks and crannies with a short hose.  When I had my Miatas (3, a 1996, 1999, and 2002) I washed them often, and blackened the convertible top and the tire sidewalls too, and did the inside also.  But face it, I can't do even a simple wand washer, me in my walker.  I have asked C to do this several times but he hasn't done it, nor put the license plate on.  Mutter mutter... Maybe this will do the trick.

 I just finished the Downton Abby videos, the 6 chapters and the movie, and enjoyed them thoroughly.  I was pleased to have the dialogue in English without such a heavy accent that I miss half the conversation.  I started watching Wild Witches, but not only is the conversation all dubbed from Swedish(?) but the story line is so boring I don't know how it ever was made.  I also watched most of the Booth at the End, but finally the ads did me in.  I will have to try again, with the free stories, and steer clear of the ad ones.

I bought new covers for the MacBook, the old ones are all cracked on the corners and don't stay attached very well.  From  Amazon of course.  They look very nice in the listing, but how hard can it be?  I used the model number on the back side of the 'Book, that was the hardest part of the whole thing, the printing is very small and faint.  I used my flash lite at an angle and can see the model number plainly enough.