Anybody else look at their animals and worry about whether they might be "favoring" one limb or another. I do this with Ember. I know my son does this with his Carl. Saturday as she was coming back from one of her outside trips, I was watching how she was moving across the patio and I wondered if she had slipped out there.
As usual, after doing one of those helicopter mom double-takes, next time I see her gait, she's fine.
Another arrival on Saturday was a pair of YakTrax. Now I don't know about the rest of you, but it should be obvious that this is an item that needs a size, but did I think about that when I ordered it? Of course not! I kind of accepted the default that the order screen had on it, without even looking at it! Care to guess what size the app had defaulted?
Would you believe extra small? Would you believe I didn't look even when I unboxed the item and tried to "practice" putting them on my shoes? I have a fair-sized foot. I did not discover the size marking on the package until Sunday morning. "XS"! I spent my morning human time figuring out how to return for a different size. It involved going to the Whole Foods in town (ordered from Amazon). I don't return things very often, so this was a totally new experience for me, and it wasn't too terribly painful. It gave Ember an extra car ride, which is how I'm trying to keep her brain exercised while I'm being weather wimp.
Speaking of Weather wimp: Sunday was a moist, cold, gray day. There were still some residential streets that were nasty icy. I took Ember on a total of three car rides. First to Whole Foods for the Amazon return. Second through the prescription drive-thru. Third to the venue where FGC was scheduled to have a basketball practice late in the day. This led to a nostalgia drive through the neighborhood where I grew up.
I found myself narrating to my dog, "down this street is where my friend Georgia lived", "and down this one is where my friend Patty lived", and "Leslie lived on this street". "That's where we lived when we first moved to town, but that's not the same house..." My grandmother used to take us on tours like this when I was a kid. I am not turning into my parents, I'm turning into my grand-parents!
Monday brought another gray day. Brrrr! Ember was a good girl waiting in the car while her hu-mom went into the grocery store to get us supplies for the week ahead.
Tuesday, Ember was eager to go to day care. My older sis came to pick me up and take me to the eye doctor at noon. We did our usual sister catch up. It was our youngest sister's birthday. We had lots of time to chat while we were waiting for my eyes to dilate. Turned out it wasn't just the assessment, there was time for the procedure that involved laser zapping the waxy buildup behind the lenses they had inserted during my cataract surgeries, last year and three years ago. I was released on my own after that brief procedure, even being free to drive to go pick up Ember from her day care.
Happy mid-week, celebrated here with a London Fog. Yummm!
Life is good! Keep on Sparking!
Yay! Happy 'seeing'. Wasn't so bad, was it. I neglected to tell you my doc said, "it will feel like a swift kick in your eye for a second." I don't remember if it did or not. Been clean ever since. Good for you.
ReplyDeleteI totally understand people not even mentioning that they had it done. I didn't find out my older sister it had it until I went for my second cataract surgery and she mentioned it. The eye doctor told me when I had the cataract surgery done that this thing was a possibility in the future and it was no big deal. He was right no big deal.
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