Monday I got a walking pneumonia diagnosis instead of my flu shot.
Since contracting Legionnaire’s Disease in 1986, I’ve been devout about getting a flu shot. I like to get them around Labor Day, but this year, between Dragon*Con and the EGA seminar, my injection schedule never came together. But I had a regularly scheduled doctor’s appointment this morning and planned to get one then . . . → Read More: Flu shot
My knees sent me a message about a month ago. They asked if I remembered seeing an x-ray of my right knee back in the 80s — the one that prompted the tech to say my cartilage was deficient and that I would be a candidate for a knee replacement sooner or later. . . . → Read More: Weight-y Resolutions
I’ve had a beautiful birthday in Southwest Florida — the aftermath of the Embroiderers’ Guild Seminar the preparations for which have filled so much of this past year.
Lois and I had high hopes of doing a dolphin watching cruise that made promises about its concern for research, ecology, and such, but its . . . → Read More: Sixty-three and counting…