We will be returning from Portugal on Monday, March 16 and once we arrive home we will be imposing a precautionary self-quarantine upon ourselves to protect Canadians from any coronavirus that we may have come in contact with while travelling through Portugal and Lisbon and Toronto airports. Although this will be inconvenient, it is the appropriate and prudent action for every traveller at this time and we would not think of avoiding it.

All preparations have been made:

  • Glenn has stocked our pantry with the necessities for a 2 week quarantine
  • my pharmacy and doctor have worked out how to get our needed prescription refills to us when we return
  • barber has been contacted to reschedule my hair cut appointment

When the two weeks are up we will reassess.

Eyes

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Had my second eye done 2 days ago. I am amazed at the change. Not only has my distance vision been restored, but everything has changed colour. I see whites instead of grudgy old yellow-grey images. Wonderful.

All of the problems that I have been having with pain in my legs and feet have been brought under control. I can now put shoes on and walk without any pain. Thanks to all who have expressed concern.

Still have not determined root cause and it would be cheap medical quackery to suggest that this has all been the result of 70 years of food and drink debauchery.

This feels like a really bad way to start the new year. Both of my feet are killing me. I have been to the doctor a couple of times and all they can tell me is that I am getting old and that I am suffering from arthritis.

I have not really done much research into arthritis; eveytime I start to read I get frustrated by the lack of treatment methods and I move onto something else.

50 years I have been practicing my tennis stroke. I was so hoping to hit the perfect forehand (or backhand) before I hung up my racquet.

We have booked a cruise into the Panama Canel for February and I am going to do everything that I can to increase my mobility before we go.

All OK

Up and About

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I hung up my crutches a few days ago, and I have now taken off the air cast. I have made a couple of quick trips to Loblaw. Everything is still tender, and I do not stand around just for the heck of it. Both feet get tired and painful quickly. It reminds me a bit of Madeline Kahn's scene from Blazing Saddles where she sings "I'm Tired". Of course she is tired for a completely different reason, and her routine is funny. My feet do not feel so funny. None the less, I am up and about and looking forward to tennis this summer. I told Carol this morning that there have many days in the last 50 years of playing tennis when my feet have felt much worse. This does not mean that I am heading to the attic soon.

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While on the subject of Eugenie Bouchard - she is having a wonderful French Open and has made the semi-finals at a grand slam for the second straight time - a Canadian eh?

This would mean that I fell at least 9 feet before coming to a complete rest.

Carol had asked that I check out the wiring for one of the central vacuum outlets that runs through the attic. Without going into all of the gory details, while moving about in the attic, I stepped back into the opening, thinking that I was putting my weight on a piece of the home's structure, only to have it collapse under my weight; turns out it was a piece of ceiling trim.

The first part of the drop was broken by my left underarm catching on a ceiling joist. I hung there for about 1 second before crashing the rest of the way to the ground, hitting each step of the near perpendicular ladder with my left foot during this part of the fall.

Although quite startled, my immediate thoughts were that quite a few things had gone right in the last few milli-seconds. A fall from 9 feet and nothing apparently punctured or broken.

My left arm was a bit scraped, I was limping a bit; all of this would heal pretty quickly. My pride was shattered though.

Today I decided that X-rays would be wise. My left foot had grown, and was so tender that it was hard to get up in the night to pee. No fractures detected, but I am now in a splint and have an appointment with an orthopaedic specialist on the 7th.

Vacuum installation guys will be here to check out the wiring on the 8th.