By now, I have figured out how to shower safely and anyway, wounds are healing, generally that's their job. There are wobbly moments but all in all, it's a pleasure to notice improvements, something that's not part of my usual chronic disease experience.
We are testing friends and family on their anatomical knowledge, looking for novel ways to incorporate the word duodenum into day to day parlance and watching reactions.
I am experiencing the first twitching moments of boredom and plans of a walk down to the river are being formulated - against some resistance but working on it.
On one of the extremely hot days recently, the builders down the road, a poor sweating crew from Poland, cut through a cable which resulted in a power outage for a couple of hours. We just found out today in conversation with a neighbour, because with a the solar battery in our basement we didn't notice a thing. Now we feel ready for the end of the world as we know it. Also stocked up on coffee.
I should expand on all the important stuff we are debating, the way some of our own politicians are starting to play being trumpish and how is doesn't seem to matter at all to some. May the best liar win etc.
Greetings from the garden:
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| we don't mind the crocosimia |
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| this is waiting for the wasp attacks |
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| one of many beauties |
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| the day lilies are coming up everywhere |
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| only a small sample of a massive tomato harvest |
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| sharing with a stink bug |
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