There are events that make you feel good, the good news of the day and I had one yesterday morning when Mr. Swiss returned from his Saturday quest at the supermarket. He arrived home with an orchid. This was not just an orchid in a special offer, but an real genuine natural orchid with all the trimmings. He had even had it nicely packed and I found the packing almost as good as the orchid (not quite of course) so I took a few photos with the cellophane wrapping and the trimmings before it was unpacked. Mr. Swiss said it was for me, what did I do to deserve this. It was not my birthday or name day but you need something special now and again and this was special. Of course I unpacked it eventually.
I had to take a close up of this orchid wonder and discovered it looked just as good without the cellophane.
Then the sun came out, so what could be better. I was even hobbling around in my appartment without support from my walking cane, so things were looking good, although I decided to stay at home and make the most of it. We do not want to push our luck, but if things continue I might even chance a walk with the camera today. What could be better, no rain and a sky this morning that looks like the sun might arrive and stay.
A couple of weeks ago I sat down and my knee made a cracking sound. This has nothing to do with my MS basically, because MS does not make cracking sounds and you do not get an escrutiating pain afterwards. This, of course, happened on Saturday as most accidents do, when the doctors are closed and the alternative is the ER at the hospital. I decided no ER, I had better things to do. My experience of broken bones (and I have broken a few) was that nothing was swollen, my knee just felt as if it was not attached to my leg. I got through the day realising that I was out of action. The next day was not a great improvement, but I could walk, taking care not to put pressure on my left leg. I noticed that I could sleep quite well and had no pain in the night, but I was reminded of this small accident for a long while. Go to the doctor: not really. She is not a specialist for strange feelings of the knee. She would send me to the hospital, I would have to go into one of their tubal machines for further examinations which takes time and too much inconvenience. I also had an appointment to visit my son at the week-end and nothing was going to get in my way, especially as will become a grandmother some time in September. So what did I do? Nothing, I carried on regardless.
I have now noticed that day be day my knee is feeling better. I had to resist taking walks with my camera, but today I will do it again. I still have a weak knee, but not as weak as it was, and it can only get better. It is not even swollen. So rant over, I am almost back in action.
Week-ends are always good because the building community stay at home and leave us in peace. I can even use the scaffolding for my plants on the patio to give them some air and light.
I have manage another 50 pages of “Game of Thrones” but it is not getting better. Some dead men were found in the forest. They looked dead but their injuries were something completely different. They carried the dead back to “The Wall” and some time during the night they began to walk around, they were zombies. I also had a look at a few YouTube films on the book which confirmed my suspicions that the whole thing is completely overrated.
In the meanwhile Mr. Trump (I just cannot call this freak president) broke up his golfing holiday for a day to make some sort of speech. I hope he remembers to break it up if someone does happen to drop a nuke somewhere.
See you all later, have a nice Sunday.