Things are crazy in today's world. I'm so overly concerned about Ukraine and Russia and all the conflict there. The drought has me in a mental tizzy. My need for a little getaway sometimes almost feels compelling and urgent. (But where to go in this COVID world and how will we afford it?)
It seems like every day brings a new challenge that I often attribute to being 70. This has been a mentally tough time for me. When you're obviously old you're often considered either mentally incompetent, or out-of-touch. Even if you maybe aren't there quite yet.
And physically? Well, The Husband's back is still pretty bad. He might take a teensy step of progress only to slide backwards. The prednisone worked while he was taking it, up to a point. Then all progress seemed to stop. And now, the dr. (the one that took such effort to get a referral for) is out all week long, and he couldn't get an appointment sooner than 2 1/2 weeks. I'm not sure he can manage for that long.
I finally succumbed and called the dr. last Monday. They could get me in to see a partner (our dr. who is definitely our favorite in that office was out for the week - of course) the next day. I felt basically blown off. She diagnosed my wrist with tendonitis. Said she'd refer me to a hand specialist. Sure. Didn't (or wouldn't) tell me who, just said she'd refer. And our insurance requires a referral before we can see anyone other than our primary care dr. Handed me a paper with some generic hand exercises on it and skedaddled out of the room. Was more interested in chatting with the medical assistant than me. So, here we are a week later and of course I've heard nothing. Trying to talk to anyone in our dr.'s office is fairly comparable to spitting in the wind. It's rarely productive. In the meantime, the pain is troublesome. (Remember, I try hard to be one of those understaters. Never want to over-describe though that might more accurately say how bad the pain is in my wrist. I also try to not complain. But that's a hopeless desire: I'm definitely a complainer and a whiner. Sigh.) I simply don't understand why this has to be so complicated.
It's also ant and spider season. We've seen more of them around (and in) the house than we like. I dislike using chemicals but the bait we bought doesn't seem at all attractive to them, so out came the spray. I will not have ants in the pantry. Not if I have any say in the matter. :^)
Took a short walk yesterday just about an hour before sunset. So the sun was low in the sky. It's very flattering light to most everything. I loved the way it was shining on these trees. Those dark pinkish blooms looked like the only ones on the tree that were open, it was all just pretty buds. Right now it's mid-50's outside right now the even as I write this the weather person is saying we're going to have snow tonight. The abundance of lovely blooming trees around are going to freeze and get blown. That makes me sad.
Received a couple wedding reception and wedding shower invitations. We can't afford gifts to both a shower and a reception. And I'm not very social so those invitations bring only dread to my thoughts. My cousin's family is throwing them a 50th anniversary party we may or may not attend. Haven't received an invitation to something else we really wanted to attend. And could. But apparently not. Wish we had something really fun to anticipate.
Today I'm working hard at being hopeful and pleasant. I'm determined to not be negative today. Wish me luck.
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