I am so angry about this photo. It took a lot of Photoshopping to get it this clear, but it's still blurry. My cell phone camera is so crappy. It was on a tripod and I have a shutter release that isn't even connected to the camera, so absolutely NOTHING moved. This was the 4th and best of four photos, but as I said, it took a lot of fiddling to get it this good. One of these days Walt will have time to go with me to get a new phone (since Verizon won't let me get it without him there, since he's the account holder) and then I can have one of those newer, better cell phone cameras too.
But anyway, the reason for this photo is to show my lethal cupboard door. For about a year, I was having stabbing pains in my head. It didn't seem bad enough to see a doctor about. One reason I had my head shaved a couple of years ago was to see if there was some sort of abnormality on my scalp, but the scalp looked fine. One day, I bonked my head on the door again and the thought passed through my mind that just maybe the pain had something to do with how often I bumped my head on the sharp corner of this cabinet. Being an Aquarian, I rarely remembered to close it when working in the kitchen.
So I made a conscious effort to keep the cupboard door closed at all times. And whaddya know? In a couple of months, I wasn't having shooting pains any more. I envisioned my scalp, under the skin, looking like a pond of ice just before break-up. Lots of cracks going everywhere.
Since my new leaf, I have been pain free, and I have worked hard at remembering to always close the door. Until yesterday. I banged it good and almost saw stars. Since then I have been having shooting pains on the other side of my head from the side where I usually hit it, since this time I was facing the other way when I hit it.
This morning I was supposed to give blood, but I just didn't want to go driving around with sharp pains coming into my scalp so often. I sat at home with a cold compress on it and by afternoon it wasn't quite so bad, so i was able to go to Atria. I had thought of going for lunch, but now that Atria staff take her to lunch and are working on getting her to accept a walker, I decided to visit her after lunch rather than for lunch. I don't think she knows the difference.
I got there at 1:15 and she was still in bed, sound asleep. Her breakfast was still on a tray in the kitchen and the curtains were still closed. I checked to make sure she was breathing, and she was, so I left her clean laundry and came home. I told Walt I have the feeling she is slowly fading away I can't remember the last time I got to the apartment and she was NOT sleeping, either in her bed or on the couch. But later someone from Atria called me to tell me about a problem in her apartment they are going to take care of tomorrow, and she says that actually now that she's on assisted living, she seems more lively, so what do I know?? It would be nice if she were right. One can only hope.
I had a very fun experience this afternoon. Jeri was giving her annual clarinet recital, and it was being streamed live by Berklee, so I got to not only listen, but watch the whole thing.
The concert started with a piece by Poulenc (1962). The Allegro (3rd movement) was particularly fun.
Then there was a Suite for Clarinet and Piano, written by the pianist there, David McGrory.
And then Jeri gave an introduction to her own new piece, Haikus for Clarinet and Piano. Jeri is a great one for writing haikus, and I'm not enough of a musician to understand how these three pieces were musical haikus, but they were fun to listen to
The livestream camera cut off before the very end, but I saw about 99% of it and loved it that you can watch your kid's concert, even though you are 3,000 miles away.