fall


i guess I was overdue with all my balance questions. I fell on the back deck a short time ago. I had been out awhile and was coming in when Louise the cat slipped out. I set aside my walker and chased the cat with a broom. I totally lost my balance and went down. Tried to grab an old wooden table out there. Missed it, banged my knee. Got things sorted out. Knocked my left knee, scraped it. But no breaks. A small scrape of my left elbow. Did not smack my head good thing. It is a disadvantage being six feet two inches tall. Farther to fall and land.
At first we thought the cat had scooted. Normally she is allowed just on the deck. No sign of her. Two neighbours helped look. Turned out somehow she scurried in just before I fell.

After all Louise is a black cat.
So triumphs all around.
Lucky me.

DIALYSIS GOOD FRIDAY


Smooth rubella april 2014n, I wore my dollar store Easter Bunny ears and delivered some tiny solid milk chocolate eggs for the nurses and the patients. I hopped to the weigh in but lost no weight doing so.  Happy Easter to all.

Bella, one of our five formerly feral kittens, looking extra sly.  This Spring she has grown even closer to me.  Many nights she sleeps through the night on the corner of my bed.  When I wake up at 5:30 AM I take a few minutes to pat her and listen to her purr.  Then I get ready to go out on my dialysis days for my four hours of treatment four days each week.

She along with her sisters will turn 8 this year. This winter for some reason she has become even closer to me often sleeping through the night on the corner of the bed. This Spring when I wake up around 530am I spend a few minutes pattingher and listening to her purr. Then i get ready for my early morning start to four hours of dialysis four days each week.

She along with her sisters will turn 8 this year. This winter for some reason she has become even closer to me often sleeping through the night on the corner of the bed. This Spring when I wake up around 530am I spend a few minutes pattingher and listening to her purr. Then i get ready for my early morning start to four hours of dialysis four days each week.

 

Emma behind chair rail bars in the kitchen


one of the five formerly feral kittens who turn five years of age this summer, she hates to be picked up but will approach me if she wants to be patted. she is the former runt of the litter

interspecies cooperation


best buddies – Grace and Cadbury

these two hang out on the couch and curl up on beds, Cadbury likes to groom Grace’s face just about every day – all of the cats get along well with Grace but these two are best buddies.

Miss Bella watches – taken before dialysis


It is often difficult to get a good photo of a black cat or dog. You end up with a silhouette. This one of Bella is not bad.

I checked the EXIF data and hmm, i had thought I took this with the external flash attached. But perhaps not. It was taken in summer 2008 when my renal failure was progressing rapidly to the point where I entered the dialysis treatment in November via the crash method. I was in deep denial and fear about the whole thing and had stopped seeing my nephrologist and at that time had no family doctor. One of the blessings of this past year is I finally got a family doctor up here in God’s country.

That denial period was one more example of the stupid moves in my rather silly life. At least when i was suffering from congestive heart failure I managed to summon enough brain cells to walk into Emergency.