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Isabel was here to clean yesterday and was concerned about my swollen and split nose. I told her it was her fault because the glass door is too clean. Despite that, she cleaned the door again to remove the streaks left by my nose and head. I think she expects me to take responsibility for where I walk. Astounding.
We had a great day with Nick and Alyson yesterday. They breakfasted at their hotel and met us at Mesón Salvador after. Then the four of us took the train to Plaza Mayor for lunch. San Geraldo left us there after lunch so we could do some shopping. We didn’t get back to Fuengirola until around 6:30. I had a half-hour siesta and we later enjoyed dinner at Mesón Salvador. I was delighted to be active almost the entire day, but woke up feeling kind of miserable this morning. Still, I got cleaned up and we all met at Mesón Salvador again since Nick and Alyson were heading home to England this afternoon. What a wonderful visit, as always. And now it’s time for a nice long siesta. I feel like I have a hangover.
The doctor had been waiting for that one important lab result yesterday morning and told me if she didn’t phone (to tell me to increase my medication dosage) then the result of that test was good and I don’t need to change anything. She never called. Yippee!
I did a lot of walking yesterday and did well. This morning, after the 3-minute walk to Mesón Salvador, I then had to go to the public health center to update my doctor there. A brisk 2-km/1.25-miles roundtrip. Not much. But given that I didn’t feel like I had the energy to walk to the kitchen this morning, it was good.
The weather has been glorious again. Now, at 5:30 p.m., it’s around 30˚C/86˚F, perfectly clear, and brilliantly sunny. I’m going to bed — but I know I’ll have to give the cats treat number 5 before I do. Sorry it’s not a more interesting post. I felt the need to update you on my health because I know I sometimes make you worry.
Isabel estuvo aquí ayer para limpiar y estaba preocupada por mi nariz hinchada y partida. Le dije que era culpa suya porque la puerta de cristal estaba demasiado limpia. A pesar de eso, volvió a limpiar la puerta para quitar las rayas que me habían dejado la nariz y la cabeza. Creo que espera que yo asuma la responsabilidad de mi camino. Asombroso.
Ayer tuvimos un gran día con Nick y Alyson. Desayunaron en su hotel y después nos recibieron en el Mesón Salvador. Luego los cuatro cogimos el tren hasta la Plaza Mayor para almorzar. San Geraldo nos dejó allí después del almuerzo para que pudiéramos hacer algunas compras. No regresamos a Fuengirola hasta las 6:30. Tomé una siesta de media hora y luego disfrutamos de una cena en el Mesón Salvador. Me encantó estar activo casi todo el día, pero esta mañana me desperté sintiéndome un poco miserable. Aún así, me limpié y nos reunimos todos nuevamente en Mesón Salvador ya que Nick y Alyson regresaban a Inglaterra esta tarde. Qué visita tan maravillosa, como siempre. Y ahora es el momento de una larga y agradable siesta. Siento que tengo resaca.
La doctora había estado esperando ese importante resultado de laboratorio ayer por la mañana y me dijo que si no me llamaba (para decirme que aumentara la dosis de mi medicamento), entonces el resultado de esa prueba era bueno y no necesitaba cambiar nada. Ella nunca llamó. ¡Ay!
Ayer caminé mucho y lo hice bien. Esta mañana, después de la caminata de 3 minutos hasta el Mesón Salvador, tuve que ir al centro de salud pública para informar a mi médico allí. Un enérgico viaje de ida y vuelta de 2 km/1,25 millas. Poco. Pero dado que no sentía que tuviera energía para caminar hasta la cocina esta mañana, estuvo bien.
El tiempo ha vuelto a ser espléndido. Ahora a las 5:30 p.m., hace alrededor de 30˚C/86˚F, está perfectamente despejado, y brillantemente soleado. Me voy a la cama, pero sé que tendré que darles a los gatos la golosina número 5 antes de hacerlo. Lo siento, no es una publicación más interesante. Sentí la necesidad de informarte sobre mi salud porque sé que a veces te hago preocupar.
• Las primeras tres fotos de hoy (una arriba y dos abajo) fueron tomadas a través de la limpia cortina de vidrio en diferentes momentos del día.
• Para la prevención de contaminación en las zonas de baño y la recogida de sólidos flotantes, grasas, y otros residuos, en aguas de mar abierto, hasta 10 km (6 millas) de distancia de la costa.
• Esto es a través de la ventana del dormitorio y la cortina de vidrio. No es de extrañar que mi cara choque con las cosas.
• Hecho a través de la mesa de cristal del comedor.
• Nothing between us but air.
• Ídem.
• At least the glasses no longer slide down the bridge of my nose.
• Al menos las gafas ya no se deslizan por el puente de mi nariz.
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A full day out with friends, is a great sign.
When I was working, one of the board members walked into a glass door in the office and broke her nose. Decals were installed on the doors shortly after that. No litigation followed, you couldn’t slip and fall around there without landing on a lawyer or two, or three.
David:
I can’t believe I haven’t broken my nose. I thought I had a few times. I think it IS shaped a bit differently after all that. A good lawyer could probably make a judge believe my nose has been broken.
You’re absolutely right that we want to hear updates, so thank you for this! Sorry you’re feeling kind of lousy right now, but it is excellent that the doctor did not call with any negative news! And, wow, what beautiful and uplifting photos these all are!
J Chabot:
Yes! I was so relieved to not hear from the doctor yesterday. Another glorious day here.
It’s so good to hear that you enjoyed your company and even better to hear that you had the energy to do it.
I myself find that if I have a few very energetic days in a row, I’m going to crash for at least one afterwards. Just the way of it. I think that as long as we do things when we feel like it and don’t force ourselves to do things when we don’t, we’ll be okay.
It’s definitely Isabel’s fault that you walked into that window. Not to be telling tales on anyone but trust me when I say that that’s never going to happen here after my cleaner leaves. She is good at scrubbing showers. And calls me Mom. So what can I do?
Once again…sigh.
Ms. Moon
Ms. Moonsigh:
SG and I both feel the same as you after an energetic day or two. As for Isabel: I’m sop glad she doesn’t call me Mom.
Trust me- she would call you Dad.
Ms. Moonsigh:
Oh, I hope not. She’s 55!
Glad you don’t have to increase your medication! You’re doing very well for someone who was so ill not all that long ago.
Debra:
I have to remind myself that just a couple of months ago I didn’t think I was going to make it out of the hospital.
Boud here recommending decals at face level on every door and window in your vicinity! You sound pretty good despite all the doctoring stuff.
Boud:
Decals on windows make me crazy (like refrigerator magnets). Besides, I was looking down at my camera and would have missed any decals anyway. I’ll just keep living life in the fast lane (or in my case, the lane facing oncoming traffic). Considering where I was 2 months ago and my diagnosis I’m doing great. And it will get better!
You always worry me, Scoot. I can see that you still have a lot of spring in your chicken so things will be fine. Hugs.
Deedles:
You have such a wonderful way with words. I love the idea that I still have some spring in my chicken!
All good news and I loved every bit of it. The doctor, the visit, the whole day.
The Boys under glass is adorable, and the legs on the beach are quite loverly.
Bob:
One of the boys (Dudo) is going to be served under glass if he doesn’t stop nagging me. OK. OK. Time for another treat.
OMG!!!!!!!!! Get out the bubble floor length coat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And that’s right…blame it on the help.
Mistress Borghese:
Ooh, floor length! I’m imagining the huge bubble lapels.
Whole lot of interest there, from the good news on your health, to that great shot of Moose and Dudo under the glass table to the displays of male flesh!
Kirk:
There were a lot of hunks out walking that morning. Sadly I only got a couple of shots.
So glad you updated us. Hopefully every day feels a bit stronger. Olivia
Olivia:
It’s up and down, but at least there are ups!
Perhaps you should rent a room at Mesón Salvador. 😉
Walt the Fourth:
There’s a large apartment above it. José’s mother and aunt live there. But I’m sure there’s room for me. Anyway, it IS only a 3-minute walk.
I appreciate your update, and your posts are never a dull thing to read! Sometimes it is just good to have an ordinary day. I am so glad that you got good news and are continuing to do well.
Michael:
Thanks. As you well know, attitude helps!
Seriously, you should get some decals for that door. Just some little inconspicuous ones. (But conspicuous enough to give you a warning!)
I’m glad you got out for a walk and some good visits with friends!
Steve:
Yeah, decals would help. But I hate those decals. And aesthetics are more important than safety. (Aren’t they?)
I’m glad to know you’re on the right track with your medication.
Kelly:
So am I. Looking forward to more progress.
Tut! You write about anything and we are agog.
Urpso:
I hope that’s agog in a good way.