1/29/23

Today is Sunday and I was a sloth all day.  Just tired.  I exercised and did some cross stitch and made a yummy dinner for David, but nothing else was noteworthy.  Oh, and I showered.  That's because I have an 8 a.m. appt. with the ENT guy tomorrow morning.  The audiologist says I have lost about 10% of my hearing in my left ear and 30% in my right.  I don't think it's changed much in the past 15 years or so.  I blew out my right eardrum in a scuba diving accident back then and it was lost forever, so the news last week was pretty good, if you ask me.  However, I still have an earache.  I'm working on week 3 now and it's truly becoming annoying.  

I have a tiny new lump/bump/thingy under my left armpit that wasn't there the last time I showered.  David looked at it, but couldn't figure it out.  I'll watch it.

I have a new splint for my right foot that I wear at night.  I don't know if I told you this or not.  Oh, well, read it again.  It keeps my foot from cramping and waking me up.  Works pretty dang good.  Glad I got it.  I am wearing compression knee socks now and they are helping the swelling in my feet.  And, let's not forget the compression camisole that I wiggle into every morning.  I wear my compression arm sleeve and glove most days, too.  I really don't know why I need to put clothes on after putting all that on.  I already feel dressed.  It's ok now it's winter, but I'm not gonna like this next summer.

I needed another compression camisole, but couldn't find any more at the Walmart I always go to.  David went to Sam's Club a few days ago and offered to stop in the Walmart over there and look for a couple for me.  I thought that was sweet and showed him a picture of one and he put it on his phone camera.  Good idea, right?  Well, when he got to Walmart, there were tons of camisoles in the lingerie department.  I should point out here that he doesn't really know what a camisole actually IS.  Picture this:  A dirty old man taking camisoles off the rack and taking pictures of them while texting in the lingerie department.  He kept sending me pictures of underwear until he found the right ones.  I was home laughing my ass off.  What a sweetheart.  I can only imagine what ladies were thinking in that store.

I have physical therapy after my ear appointment, so it's gonna be a busy morning.  They high temperature is supposed to be 35 tomorrow, too.  Brrrrr.  It was 65 today.

I mentioned above that I exercised today.  I'm trying to do that more and more, but I haven't seen any weight loss.  Rather discouraging.  Did you know that by replacing your potato chips with grapefruit as a snack that you can lose up to 90% of what little joy you have left in your life?

A guy asked his wife what she would do if he won the lottery.  She said she'd divorce him and take 1/2.  He said "Great.  I won $12.  Here's $6.  Get lost."

I've been thinking about my mortality lately.  Not any more than usual, but I think everyone is put on this earth to do a job, and when you've finished your job, you go home.  I've decided that I work in the ER department.  Endorphin Release department.  It's my job to make people smile so they release endorphins and that makes them feel better.  It releases my own endorphins at the same time and that's why I'm healing.  So, ya'll can't quit laughing at my jokes because I'll get fired.  And I'm not ready to lose my job.



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