Himself: Skipped swimming to take me to the surgeon’s office. Remembered what the doc said for me. Took me to Brian’s for lunch.
Herself: Couldn’t stop coughing at the doc’s office.
Reading: Willis’s “Doomsday Book.”
Gratitude: Doctor Sise and a yearly visit, wonderful notes, sunshine, G.
The leg looked good to him, the pulse was “Roaring,” and he was pleased with my exercise plan despite the bronchitis. Then, not only did he look at the record shot of me and kindly say I looked just the same, he explained why my legs itch and have a rash. My lymph system isn’t a good one, so it retains fluids and causes the swelling. The proteins in the fluids cause the itching. Progress is knowing what’s happening. Both G and I like that. Exercise is the solution. We like that simplicity of that too. This guy is such a winner.
The day was beautiful. I had half a sandwich and a bowl of soup….that I didn’t finish, and we went out into the sunshine.
...and there he is on the side of the hospital.