At last she found it. She had be searching for so long. Even her descriptions of it were not understood, and there it was: The lost whatchamacallit.One Word Sunday: Whatchamacallit
You can still find some flowers, even in November, although these were at the local cemetery.FOTD 15th November 2020: Bell Flowers
You will always recognise the rooster. His No. 1 wife alway sits next to him wherever he goes. She just does not trust the other chickens.FOWC with Fandango: Paradigm
It really is a question of mobility. When my MS was discovered four years ago, it had began to creep up on me. I say discovered, as it seems it been hanging around for 30 years, but apart from the fact that I could never ride a bicycle or tended to fall now and again, I thought it was just me. We all have our problems. However when I fell and could not stand up using my own legs, it was decided that I should have a more detailed examination by a neurologist. After various examinations in the hospital, the case was clear, Multiple Sclerosis had arrived. The funny thing was it did not even bother me so much, at last it had a name. Before the neurologist broke the news, I broke it to him, I mean if you read enough books and watch medical programmes on the TV, you know where it is going.
Four years of injections every second day is now my programme, although there is no cure, but just a breaking system to keep it in slow progression. Does it bother me? I really do not have time to let it bother me so much. I am perhaps one of the lucky ones: no slurred speech, no real pain, just fatigue in the legs which is the mobile part of it and no brain problems, although perhaps some might disagree, but I was always a bit of a rebel.
However, I decided to remain as mobile as possible. I began my journey with an electric wheelchair, but that was a little complicated when going shopping. And then I discovered the scooter. I even have a device to attach my walker. This means a 10 kmh journey to the store, park the scooter, remove the walker and in you go for the shopping. After 2-3 years of practice, I am sure I would be a winner in the scooter olympics and obstacle race.
It could be a lot worst, and the most important thing for me is to remain mobile and carry on. Now and again I might fall, but the ambulance people pick me up again. Oh, in the meanwhile Mr. Swiss also has a scooter (no MS, just old age that has crept up on him).RDP Sunday: Mobility
And another misty morning today, although again I think the sun is slowly poking through. Since I took this photo I have been busy doing this and that and a little more than an hour has passed since I eventually can sit at the computer and enjoy breakfast and my daily blog.
I was rewarded with a photo of my local magpie. It arrives daily but is always to quick for my camera, but this morning I managed to catch him as it was preparing to fly off with a peanut in its beak.
I also now have a few hazelnuts for the birds, but that is more due to an accident when making a cake yesterday. I had the time when I got home from my shopping trip and decided to make a so called Tiroler cake which included hazelnuts and chocolate. I never got to the chocolate part. It is one of those cakes where you have to separate the egg yoke from the white and beat the white to a nice froth. Unfortunately my second egg yolk broke and so I gave up. My cake became an Angloswiss invention and I really had to use my gift of invention. Eventually it became a fruit cake with the bits and pieces I had left from the last fruit cake I made. Anyhow you can eat it, but I was a little distrubed with my failure to say the least.
I did manage a shopping trip yesterday and was rewarded by freshly baked bread at the store. Since I now have a slightly different routine, life seems to be more rewarding. I get into town almost daily and no longer have to organise so much. I only had to get a few provisions yesterday and can really relax.
I noticed one of the first Christmas decorations outside the restaurant next to the store. Now only about six weeks so I suppose there will be more and more symbols of the festive days arriving.
Apart from my cake tragedy yesterday, nothing more really to report. TV was showing another Schwarzenegger film yesterday, The Terminator Genysis was showing. Nothing better than seeing a naked Schwarzenegger arriving in America by time machine. Apparently they all have to be naked to travel by time machines. Anyhow apart from falling asleep in the last quarter if an hour of the film I did manage most of it, but was not so impressed.
Today nothing great planned, perhaps a trip to the local castle this afternoon and a visit to the local chickens.
I am now off to begin cooking lunch. It will be a roast of veal today with some veg and noodles, so no great cooking stress. Once in the oven it cooks itself.
Have a good day, enjoy the Sunday. My sparrow colleagues are already enjoying with their breakfast.