Losing My Head

Sorting out the first item of intended business I then followed up with the second item on my intended agenda while at the pharmacy.   The second a little more complicated in sharing my confusion with regards to a received message from my doctor's office.   The pharmacist, very patient with me in trying to make all points understood and then make summary of where the problem lay.   I am grateful to have been understood, thank the pharmacist, tell her to take care and head for the parking lot.
She calls out, "Were you going to wait for that?", meaning the "first item of intended business".  
I turn and come back.

"Oh, yes, I am going to wait!", I say.
I prepare to sit and wait, then turn back once again, "Can you imagine if we actually had to remember to attach our heads?".  
We both laugh.   I think to myself, it's hard enough on a good day but; seriously, no laughing matter considering the "other" days!!!

Dishing the Dirt!

Gardening for any length of time inevitably requires that I wash my feet afterward, you know...everything makes it's way through your shoes, socks and in between every toe!  Toe jam at it's best.

Undressing to take a shower, I undo the clasp on my bra and a dusting of dirt particles falls from inside said apparel.   I think, "Whoa, you might just be a hardcore gardner!"!   Well, in my own way of course and now you know what else I have to wash!!!

Bra-vo!...or Not!

I don't think I've ever carried my cell phone in my bra; well perhaps once.   It just seems awkward and not very practical; especially if you are a furnace most of the time.   It's been pointed out that should you pack your phone there, you may incur damage due to sweating.   OK, honestly this past two weeks I haven't carried anything in my bra, not even the intended cargo. It's true, circumstances of recent have necessitated a more liberal approach to my wardrobe choices and I've been braless!

Today I worked hard at choosing what to wear, taking into consideration the heat I am carrying with the "medical affliction" and the HEAT I am producing via my other ongoing affliction and in considering the continuing saga that is the weather theme of Summer of 2016!   I finally settled on a dress I have enjoyed a few times and the upper styling is similar to that of the good ol' Swiss Chalet uniforms for the lucky lady servers back in the day!    Without a bra however it seems to create an obvious display of cleavage!   Not really me, but I have to be more concerned with comfort, especially when I am barely straying from the house.  That's settled!  I carry on with my day.  I am sorting through our music collection and realize I have some cassettes I haven't enjoyed in a very long time and head upstairs to fold laundry.

Our daughter pops in after work and gives me a once over and a smirk as she finds me upstairs  donning ear buds and singing my heart out to some tunes from my past glory days.    She says, "What's that?"
"Oh, " I say smiling back, "It's a walkman!"
"Um, don't you have an ipod you could use, or isn't there a clasp?" she replies.
"No clasp, it broke and I do, but I'm not sure where it is and today I found these old cassettes!".
She just looks at me and with almost a laugh and definitely smirking, she carries on.

I want to mention to her, ya' it's just like the cell phone thing!   I get it, sort of.   Either way, it's holstered!

P.S:
When I return to "society" I will be holstering everything else once again!
BTW, I dont' really see menopause as an affliction, it just feels like it at times!   I beg for your understanding.

Cotton. Yes, that's what I want...sure.

    About mid August I find myself yearning for those beautiful, crisp, cool, just pop on a sweater glorious Autumn days in the greatest of ways!    You can well imagine my desire for such days is trifold this year, thanks to a very hot and humid summer and of course also brought to me by all the delights of a case of SHINGLES!

While still experiencing the pain of and of course ongoing hot flashes I remain somewhat uncomfortable and reporting back to work next week am seeking ways to be as comfortable as possible while cuddling and caring for my wee charges.  I had been on a prescribed seven day anti viral; Valacyclovir and it's done, but the pain isn't, though at this point seems fairly manageable.   With a desire to be engaged with my work, family and daily actions,  cotton' (apparel) will be just the ticket.  Heaven knows the pain at it's worst lends ones thoughts to (not to be messed around with) Oxycotin, saved for the delights of say, removal of wisdom teeth; our intro and only experience with said meds.  Something to be grateful for.

 Good health to you my friends!
(As I raise a glass of cool ice water having taken my extra strength Tylenol)

Take care.