My next appt is with a surgeon (in Sequim) to find out why my replaced shoulder keeps "going out" or whatever the hell it's doing. Actually, it's caused me grief for years but I figured that was something I was just going to have to live with. Now I'm wondering if something is amiss in there as the "episodes" are happening more frequently and hurting in the area of "10". That's not under July 10th. Some time after that I'll head to Sequim again to see a hemotologist. Seems my platelet count is down too low so she wants me to have it checked out by a blood guy. Or girl. I googled it when I got home, of course, as I have a tendency to always think the worst. It's one of my more interesting traits. ha ha
When I got home I decided to work in the kitchen. I prepared all the ingredients for fried rice. Not a quick and easy recipe but not all that hard; just a little time consuming. I also chopped up everything I need to make a waldorf salad. This recipe calls for apples, walnuts, raisins, top roman cooked noodles, carrots, celery, lemon juice, and mayonnaise. Also not a quick and easy fix. I really don't much care for kitchen prep any more but if I don't do it once in a while, my diet ends up being fast food or stuff that isn't all that great to look at.
Sue is coming by when she gets off work today to bring me some rhubarb. I'm glad. I do like rhubard pie and I have a good recipe for rhubarb cake too. Also like rhubarb sauce. I'll probably freeze it depending on how much she brings me. This weekend I'll be doing the usual -- painting rocks, sewing, reading, napping, watching tv (but not golf). Boo hoo. We'll see if I go into withdrawal.
I mentioned to my doctor about how itchy my skin has been lately. Mainly around my throat area and my back shoulders. Sadly, it can be caused by kidney trouble. Which I have to a degree. I wonder if that's what will kill me. My, aren't I morbid?
I was looking forward to watching 'The Enemy Within' on Hulu last night. It's a new series with the woman who starred in Dexter. Normally, I like movies about spies and such but this show was over the top unbelievable. I like to like the good guys but everyone in the cast irritated me. I've settled on a show called "Alone." I think it was on the history channel but I watch it on Hulu now. Like 'Alaska, the Last Frontier' and 'Life below Zero', I could watch this show for hours. The first season I knew right away who I wanted and I was glad he won. The second season has some women in it and one guy only lasted a day. Didn't even spend the night. I gave him a good tongue lashing and it made me laugh-- a lot! Actually, it was a good thing I watched it alone as my mouth can get pretty dirty when I'm worked up. hee hee I'm so bad.
I'm enjoying one of the books I brought home from the library - The Dead Beat. (about obit writing)
Like this one: Selma Koch, a Manhattan store owner who earned a national reputation by helping women find the right bra size, mostly through a discerning glance and never with a tape measure, died Thursday at Mount Sinai Medical Center. She was 95 and a 34B.
One obit about a woman named Opal Petty. She was locked up in an institution at age 16 and rescued 50 years later by her nephew's wife, who wondered (as no one else had) what had become of her. Petty lived for almost 20 years with the nephew and his wife, working at a job for the mentlally disabled and buying dolls for her collection with her paltry earnings. When she was buried, she was surrounded by her dolls. And why was she put in an institution? "Being fundamentalist Baptists, her family didn't approve of her wanting to go out dancing and such things. A church exorcism didn't work so the family had her committed. A girl friend testified that she didn't see anything wrong with her.
Guess I'll go throw that salad together now. Happy Birthday to my sister-in-law, Lill Greenwood.
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