Good Morning

Road to Solothurn 05.03 (1)

Yesterday they let me out and I was determined to take the camera with me. Mr. Swiss and I both had to visit the doc to give up a few samples of our precious body juice. This was the first time I hit the road since a few weeks. I do not count the quick visits to the hospital and doc to remove the stitches from my leg because I did not have the camera with me. It was not such an easy task getting dressed as I noticed my hands were no longer so good with buttons and zips. Tying shoes was also a problem. If only everything was as easy as typing on the computer keyboard, but I did it. The doc has her surgery on the top 6th floor of the building, but there is a lift. A problem were the steps up to the building, but there was a wooden ramp for those like me that need some sort of assistance on wheels.

This time I was determined that photos would be shot. The first was the road to freedom, leaving the village. There were only a few remainders of the three day snow attack we had, and as temperatures were now climbing steadily, most of it had disappeared.

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We drove over the Rive Aar and I noticed there was nothing new. I was just happy to snap away with the camera. It was a quick operation at the docs and we were back home again in an hour. Yesterday evening I was busy uploading the 20 photos I took and realised how much I had missed my normal daily life.

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Just the normal daily scenes driving back over our bridge with the Jura mountains as a backdrop to the town of Solothurn made me feel better. I have now decided I must definitely get out more with my wheelchair: sitting around at home is not the ideal way to spend the day. My physio therapist will be calling tomorrow and now that the weather has improved, perhaps we can go places and see things.

We were all later this morning. Mr. Swiss slept longer and as an exception I was the first one up. I was without a computer, as Mr. Swiss usually prepares it for me on the kitchen table. I moved onto plan B and hobbled around with some cleaning and prepared the meal which is now slowly cooking. I have done my morning ablutions and am now set to go.

There is always a bright side to life somewhere, you just have to find it.

Mr. Swiss is now on the way to the supermarket (we have no cheese) and I have decided to have a nice relaxed morning with a book, I, me and myself.

Have a good day, see you around.


19 thoughts on “Good Morning

    • It was good to get out again for a change. Yesterday I did not appreciate I so much as it was tiring, but when I uploaded the photos and now looking at them again, I realise it was worth it

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  1. Glad you have a bit of normal life back. We’ve got a major storm coming in tomorrow, so there won’t be anything remotely normal until it’s over. We’ll either get buried, or get almost nothing. It depends on if the storm moves a little further west or a bit more east. We are on the edge between a bit and a lot.

    I did doctor and pharmacy and grocery and post office and dinner and I’m completely beat. I’m getting sent to the neurologist next because they are still looking for what’s wrong with me. I would like to know, too. Lots of tests coming up. I hate tests. Hugs from New England.

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    • I habe a bit of ups and downs currently. Sometimes I feel OK and tthen I getba pain in my knee which makes sleep impossible. Our stormy days are now over. Temperatures are rising and nature iwaking up.
      Hope everything goes well with your doctor visit and they discover the cause of your problems. Sending all my best wishes across the pond


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