Today is the last time, for a while, that I can wash my hair without wearing swim goggles to keep the water out one of my eyes. Two dry weeks, they have to spend - with another probable two weeks in favor of the remaining peeper.
It has been a blessing though. So far, my central vision remains usable because of the treatments. I hope these continue to work until I curl up my toes.
There is a very dark joke that one of the benefits of memory impairment is that you meet new people every day. In my case, it would mean that I could read the same mystery over and over and still be amazed at the surprise ending. :)
As long as I can still see to read, I am so thankful.
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Last week while looking for my car at Publix, I spoke to a man who said he was 94 years of age. The conversation started because I walk up to a green Taurus which was identical to ours and thought, "Hum, I left the door unlocked?" Then I discovered a black notebook in the passenger seat and closed the door. As I walked behind the car, I realized my car was to the right one spot over with a locked door. The elderly man (who owned the Taurus with the unlocked door) told me that at least I knew the close proximity of my car. He also mentioned that he had cried last week because he could not remember where his car was parked. Next, I told him I was half his age and looking for my car was not unusual after a long day of shopping. Then I wondered as I drove away, did that really make him feel better?"
You meet the nicest people that way, don't you? I once encountered a woman with her key in my door lock. Her identical car was across the aisle from mine and had beeped when she pressed the alarm fob as she approached. She said she was wondering why the car had not unlocked when she knew she had heard the alarm beep. We both got a good laugh out of it.
He was 94 and still driving around? 94??? I guess that gives me hope that at 94 I'll still get around and be able to get out of the house. On the other hand, it should probably give everyone else about me feelings of great fear and trepidation thinking about meeting me when I'm behind the wheel....
Consider Unca Chek: still driving. There's hope for us all.
Come to think of it, maybe Zeta encountered Unca Chek ...
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