• It's fair week, and I can't go.

    From Joy Beeson@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 12 23:05:26 2022
    After surgery last Thursday, I asked when I could resume riding my
    bike. She said that she couldn't tell me that until after my
    follow-up exam on August the eighth. (I don't think she realized that
    she was confining me to quarters.)

    Then before I had time to resume writing this rant, I freshed up my go
    bag for Dave's trip to Fort Wayne tomorrow -- my follow-up isn't the
    eighth, it's the eighteenth!

    The county fair is this week -- me no go, not even by car.

    The tomato festival and Pierceton Days are both in July, and must be
    coming up soon. No fun if I can't stop at a garage sale on the way
    in, and there's no place to park when I get there.

    I was looking forward to buying a hat at the tomato festival. The one
    I bought there several years ago blew off while I was doing wind
    sprints in Lowe's (I dare not run without a shopping cart.) and I
    didn't notice until there was no hope of finding it.

    Ah, well, there is no guarantee that the vendor hasn't given up
    selling hand embroidery in the meanwhile, and the grapes are green.

    The Tour des Lakes was Saturday.

    Al is almost out of canned food, and the supply at Kroger was very
    picked-over. PetSmart is a lovely ride, and a lousy drive. I hates
    SR 15 with a purple passion.

    The Tour des Lakes is this Saturday.

    Pierceton Days is the 29th and 30th of July.

    Yay! The tomato festival is August 27! It's essential that events
    must happen in July because the kids go back to school in August (for
    the express purpose of preventing the children from getting any
    real-world experience by working for money), but though the 4-H
    projects can be shown by exhibiting half-grown garden sass, to
    celebrate tomatoes, you have to have actual tomatoes.

    I'm agoing no matter what the doctor says nine days before. Um, can
    I work up to fifteen miles in nine days? I'm allowed to walk as much
    as I please, and that includes up and down stairs if my blood pressure
    doesn't rise.

    --
    Joy Beeson
    joy beeson at centurylink dot net
    http://wlweather.net/PAGEJOY/

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  • From Joy Beeson@21:1/5 to jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid on Fri Jul 15 00:38:05 2022
    On Tue, 12 Jul 2022 23:05:26 -0400, Joy Beeson
    <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:

    The Tour des Lakes is this Saturday.

    In today's e-mail, I learned that I couldn't have gone anyway:


    The TDL committee has decided to make it mandatory for
    Riders to get on the course by a specific time.

    Riders of the 100K to start at or by 7:30am,
    55K at or by 8:30am
    and 30K at or by 9:30am.

    (The route has to be cleared by 4:00, but they phrased it in the
    announcement that they wanted riders back in time for the post-ride festivities.)


    I just barely got there before nine last year. No way I'll be out of
    *bed* at 7:30. Well, I got up at four yesterday, but not in any
    shape to have fun. Or to drive to Fort Wayne; Dave's nephew took us.

    The valve replacement took half as long as predicted, and he slept
    better last night than he thought he would. (The ICU is noisy, and
    you can't dim the lights.) The nephew took me back to pick him up
    this afternoon, and he's already resumed normal activity -- except
    that when the cat throws up, it's my turn to clean it up.

    Should be all recovery on the medical front for the rest of the
    summer. I resumed sleeping in bed without a wedge of pillows today.

    Last Saturday I walked the Fuji to the Trailhouse and told them they
    had until the eighth of August to tune it up.

    I intend to resume riding the flatfoot before the end of July. I'm
    cleared to walk all I want, and the flatfoot poses no more danger of
    falling than walking does. But I can't *go* anywhere.

    --
    Joy Beeson
    joy beeson at centurylink dot net
    http://wlweather.net/PAGEJOY/

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  • From pH@21:1/5 to Joy Beeson on Fri Jul 15 23:16:23 2022
    On 2022-07-13, Joy Beeson <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:

    After surgery last Thursday, I asked when I could resume riding my
    bike. She said that she couldn't tell me that until after my
    follow-up exam on August the eighth. (I don't think she realized that
    she was confining me to quarters.)

    Then before I had time to resume writing this rant, I freshed up my go
    bag for Dave's trip to Fort Wayne tomorrow -- my follow-up isn't the
    eighth, it's the eighteenth!

    The county fair is this week -- me no go, not even by car.

    The tomato festival and Pierceton Days are both in July, and must be
    coming up soon. No fun if I can't stop at a garage sale on the way
    in, and there's no place to park when I get there.

    I was looking forward to buying a hat at the tomato festival. The one
    I bought there several years ago blew off while I was doing wind
    sprints in Lowe's (I dare not run without a shopping cart.) and I
    didn't notice until there was no hope of finding it.

    Ah, well, there is no guarantee that the vendor hasn't given up
    selling hand embroidery in the meanwhile, and the grapes are green.

    The Tour des Lakes was Saturday.

    Al is almost out of canned food, and the supply at Kroger was very picked-over. PetSmart is a lovely ride, and a lousy drive. I hates
    SR 15 with a purple passion.

    The Tour des Lakes is this Saturday.

    Pierceton Days is the 29th and 30th of July.

    Yay! The tomato festival is August 27! It's essential that events
    must happen in July because the kids go back to school in August (for
    the express purpose of preventing the children from getting any
    real-world experience by working for money), but though the 4-H
    projects can be shown by exhibiting half-grown garden sass, to
    celebrate tomatoes, you have to have actual tomatoes.

    I'm agoing no matter what the doctor says nine days before. Um, can
    I work up to fifteen miles in nine days? I'm allowed to walk as much
    as I please, and that includes up and down stairs if my blood pressure doesn't rise.


    Since it's none of my business, what was the nature of your surgery.

    As long as it's nothing serious is all I'm worried about.....

    pH in Aptos

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  • From Joy Beeson@21:1/5 to All on Wed Jul 27 03:55:17 2022
    On Fri, 15 Jul 2022 23:16:23 -0000 (UTC), pH <wNOSPAMp@gmail.org>
    wrote:

    Since it's none of my business, what was the nature of your surgery.

    As long as it's nothing serious is all I'm worried about.....


    Basal cell carcinoma. The first time I got it, I was all impressed
    with Living in the Future -- "I've got cancer, and it's *trivial*!"

    I never got sunburned on purpose like the other girls in my school,
    but we spent three years in Florida, and sunscreen hadn't been
    invented yet.

    My spouse lived in Texas for a much longer time, and he's a redhead.
    He never comes back from the dermatologist without a fresh crop of
    frost burns.

    The excision is nothing much -- the glass heads on my sewing pins are
    bigger -- but tape stuck to an eyelid is a royal pain.


    ------------

    Found in drafts folder on Wednesday, 27 July 2022


    Learned to cut a corner off the tape, and a corner off the dressing.

    Also learned to spread the left-over Vaseline over where the tape
    goes. The tape the doctor supplied sticks to Vaseline just fine, but
    it is now possible to remove it.

    There is nothing but a red spot left; if it were someplace where I
    could put sunscreen, I'd stop dressing it.

    But I took the bike in for an overhaul when I learned that I'd be off
    it for weeks, and it will be a week and a half before it's my turn.

    Eliminates temptation, I guess.

    Despite not spending one day a week planning an all-day ride and one
    day recovering from having skipped my nap, I've been extremely short
    of time. The asparagus bed is grown up in weeds.

    --
    Joy Beeson
    joy beeson at centurylink dot net
    http://wlweather.net/PAGEJOY/

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  • From pH@21:1/5 to Joy Beeson on Thu Jul 28 01:54:40 2022
    On 2022-07-27, Joy Beeson <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:
    On Fri, 15 Jul 2022 23:16:23 -0000 (UTC), pH <wNOSPAMp@gmail.org>
    wrote:

    Since it's none of my business, what was the nature of your surgery.

    As long as it's nothing serious is all I'm worried about.....


    Basal cell carcinoma. The first time I got it, I was all impressed
    with Living in the Future -- "I've got cancer, and it's *trivial*!"

    Thank-you for the fill-in. Coincidentally, I just visited my Dr. today
    (he's great...he made house calls and came to our house to check out the
    kids when we had 'em born at home) to check out a suspicious mole.

    Told me it was nothing to worry about then we spent ten minutes lookinig at google images while he pointed out things he *didn't* like to see.

    THEN he said "I'll prescribe you this <whatever>. Dab it on and over time
    the mole will just go away."

    Then he said" Yipe! they want $50 for this prescription...here, let's just
    burn it off right now."

    Off he went, got some tools, numbed me up and off it went....he likes doing real doctor stuff.

    Anyway I better say "bicycle" so as not to get in trouble.

    I'm glad you are okay (but annoyed a bit until it all heals up....don't
    blame you.).

    pH In Aptos




    I never got sunburned on purpose like the other girls in my school,
    but we spent three years in Florida, and sunscreen hadn't been
    invented yet.

    My spouse lived in Texas for a much longer time, and he's a redhead.
    He never comes back from the dermatologist without a fresh crop of
    frost burns.

    The excision is nothing much -- the glass heads on my sewing pins are
    bigger -- but tape stuck to an eyelid is a royal pain.


    ------------

    Found in drafts folder on Wednesday, 27 July 2022


    Learned to cut a corner off the tape, and a corner off the dressing.

    Also learned to spread the left-over Vaseline over where the tape
    goes. The tape the doctor supplied sticks to Vaseline just fine, but
    it is now possible to remove it.

    There is nothing but a red spot left; if it were someplace where I
    could put sunscreen, I'd stop dressing it.

    But I took the bike in for an overhaul when I learned that I'd be off
    it for weeks, and it will be a week and a half before it's my turn.

    Eliminates temptation, I guess.

    Despite not spending one day a week planning an all-day ride and one
    day recovering from having skipped my nap, I've been extremely short
    of time. The asparagus bed is grown up in weeds.


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