wednesday
February 17th. Happy Birthday John, where ever you might be, if you do still be. You would be 73 this year. Gone 17 years now.
Yesterday afternoon I took Rainy for a walk down back and over to the lake. I didn't want to take Andy because the snow had a crust on it and with Andy's weight he would have broken through the crust and eventually it would have cut his feet. Rainy just skimmed over the top of it so it was all very easy for her. A good workout for me though as I clumped through and made a hole with each step. You find yourself walking in such a way that you intentionally punch through with each step - you pound your foot down. Because otherwise it's disconcerting if you put your foot down gently and it still falls through. Then each step would come in three parts: place your foot, put your weight on it, fall through. It's easier to just punch through right away. Clump, clump, clump. The geese have taken to gathering in this spot every afternoon. One of the only places with open water. Right beside our usual daily path. The geese are getting used to us and don't even put up an alarm anymore.
Today I go for a DEXA scan. The doctors keep bugging me to get one because of the anti-estrogen pills I'm on. The pills could cause bone loss and they want to keep an eye on it. I have refused till now to get the DEXA scan because I figure so what? I will be taking the anti-estrogen no matter what anyway. But last time I was at the doctor's they gave me the form all filled out so I am following through. It shouldn't be that hard to get it done. This spring I will be 4 years post breast cancer. It's starting to feel like something from long ago. Dave's cousin's wife was just diagnosed with it. I feel for her. Her ordeal is starting. But thank goodness there are things we can do and once they are done you move on.
Yesterday afternoon I took Rainy for a walk down back and over to the lake. I didn't want to take Andy because the snow had a crust on it and with Andy's weight he would have broken through the crust and eventually it would have cut his feet. Rainy just skimmed over the top of it so it was all very easy for her. A good workout for me though as I clumped through and made a hole with each step. You find yourself walking in such a way that you intentionally punch through with each step - you pound your foot down. Because otherwise it's disconcerting if you put your foot down gently and it still falls through. Then each step would come in three parts: place your foot, put your weight on it, fall through. It's easier to just punch through right away. Clump, clump, clump. The geese have taken to gathering in this spot every afternoon. One of the only places with open water. Right beside our usual daily path. The geese are getting used to us and don't even put up an alarm anymore.
Today I go for a DEXA scan. The doctors keep bugging me to get one because of the anti-estrogen pills I'm on. The pills could cause bone loss and they want to keep an eye on it. I have refused till now to get the DEXA scan because I figure so what? I will be taking the anti-estrogen no matter what anyway. But last time I was at the doctor's they gave me the form all filled out so I am following through. It shouldn't be that hard to get it done. This spring I will be 4 years post breast cancer. It's starting to feel like something from long ago. Dave's cousin's wife was just diagnosed with it. I feel for her. Her ordeal is starting. But thank goodness there are things we can do and once they are done you move on.