Mela relinquished her Sam carrying duties this past Thursday. I am not sure who is more grateful - Sam or Mela but he did virtually leap into my arms. He is grateful to be back on our mini adventures, in the back of the car, or otherwise know as errands. Sorry you did not get much of a break from my musings but I had something to say. Actually like so many of us I think I have something to say.
Over the last 10 days I survived a trip to the mall. If you know me that is saying a lot. I am not crazy about crowds and like being aware of my surroundings. I drove on the freeway - not far but did get on it. Merging onto the freeway is the hardest part. How many motorcyclists would continue to split lanes if they thought each driver only could see out of one eye? Just wondering……
Several daily routine things that require that brief moment of extra care are simply getting toothpaste on the toothbrush, placing my razor back in its stand, and inserting a credit card into the chip reader. None of this is meant as a complaint but mere observations and even some small victories.
My sister Suzanne and my cousin Doug came up the hill on separate occasions to join me for lunch which I greatly appreciated. A good reason to get out of the house. Nicole, Dwight and Niko came up for a visit as well. Also a long time friend - over 40 years - Kevin came up this past Wednesday for drinks and a bite to eat. Mela and I had dinner with Kevin and his wife, Val shortly after my diagnosis. It was actually wine, dinner and more wine. A much needed evening. Thursday was drinks and dinner with Rick. I remain grateful and count my blessings for my friends and family. Wow four paragraphs about nothing but yet hopefully something. Like a bad Seinfeld episode.
I heard sooner than I anticipated from my prosthetic eye artist. My first appointment for fitting and design is June 26 and will have the eye by July. I am excited. Christmas in July!!!
Yesterday, Friday I went to Lifetime Fitness for the first time in about three weeks. So disappointing. The treadmill was not calibrated at all. I set it for an easy walk at 4 mph and a 1 percent incline. I felt like I was sprinting up Half Dome. Hopefully over the coming weeks the weights and machines are better calibrated. I weighed and no - eyes do not weigh 10 pounds.
Friday afternoon with putter in hand I went up to my course to try my hand at putting on the practice green. Not bad but definitely not good. If you are right handed your left eye is your line of sight for putting. No one on the Senior PGA has anything to worry about.
Friday concluded with the SF Giants winning, Golden State sweeping Cleveland and dinner with the love of my life. Not a bad day. Cheers to a new normal.