Monday I had a phone appointment with my cardiologist to get the results of my last echo cardiogram. The news was good. There was again hardly any progression of the aortic valve stenosis. I am good to go for another six months, and most likely well beyond that.
After two months of off and on misery from sciatica caused by an aggravated bulging disc, I emailed my primary care doctor. Last Friday I had a phone appointment with her to go over symptoms and decide on a plan. I am on the list for physical therapy once my medical clinic re-opens, which is expected after May 18th. The good news is I might get some help. The bad news that I might have to live with chronic pain. The doctor didn't say that, but the printed material she emailed to me did. Since the condition seems to be getting worse, not better, I'll take whatever help I can get.
I wear my hair very short, shaved up the back. After two months without a haircut, the grow out isn't bad except for the ugly hair on my neck. Yesterday I had Tom use the edge trimmer on his razor to shave my neck and clean up the hairline. I am very happy with the results and I think I'll start wearing my hair a bit longer when I can finally get a real haircut. Tom does not want to be involved when my bangs get too long though. :-)
Oh, and I finally shaved my legs! I know, probably too much information, but some of you can relate. I never wear skirts or dresses, and during most of the year I don't wear shorts or short pants. Shaving my legs, with my back issues, is hard. Now that I have removed the winter wool, I guess I'll have to keep it up.
In news not about me, we visited my sister Laurie last week in her home a long drive away, staying not always six feet apart, but with no hugging. We took her some tomato plants and the genealogy project Tom was doing for her, to finish up what her late husband was putting together. Losing her husband in early January has meant an added loneliness factor during our self isolating, but fortunately she has children and grand children near by.
Today Tom's sister came for a visit. We stayed outside, sheltering under the cedar tree during a light rain. She kept her mask on. She also picked up her tomato plants and some geranium cuttings. Tom's plant nursery is now almost dispersed. This week we'll plant our vegetable garden.
Life goes on, one day at a time, and most of the time I even know what day it is!