RDP Tuesday: Discuss

To discuss you need an audience or at least one other person. The stairs of our cathedral are always populated by people or all sorts. Today it seemed that school was out and the students all met on the steps to discuss the things they had in common.

Me? Since Mr. Swiss is in his senior home I have no-one to discuss with. When I visit him his use or words is diminishing and I find myself reading a book. His world now revolves around himself, and I cannot blame him. I can be glad that he has no serious illness or dementia. Today was one of his favourite talks in the home where the subject is a painting they they are encouraged to analyse.

So I am left to my own devices. On Friday the village has the midday dinner table for golden oldies and I will be going. It takes place in a local restaurant. I went once with Mr. Swiss and found it quite good, but we never went again. This time I am going on my own, although I know a few people in the village and hope it will be interesting. I am also thinking about joining the local Humanist group. I have no religion and this would appeal to me.

So that’s life as it has developed up to now, but I still have my books and computer and of course Lucia, my domestic help, although she has become more than that – I can call her my friend.

RDP Tuesday: Discuss

RDP Tuesday: Wonder

We are surrounded by wonders, so just take a good look. Every evening when dusk begins I always take a look at the sky, There are often a few surprises up there: Yesterday there was one single cloud floating along reflecting the light of the setting sun. What could be better, so take a photo. It then captures the moment which may never come again.

RDP Tuesday: Wonder

RDP Tuesday: Heal

Not one of my best photos, but taking it in the reflection of glass is never ideal. However, living your mobile life for the rest of your earthly days in a scooter (or a wheelchair) is nothing that ever will be healed. I really do not know what the scientists and doctors are doing but a cure for Multiple Sclerosis has not been found and probably never will be. Every year I visit my neurologist and ask the same question. Have they found a cure? and every year he tells me No. Of course I know the answer, but I like to tease him with my silly questions. All I can do is inject a medicine every second day to slow down its progress, although how do you know you are slowing it down when you have no comparison to prove it. Ten years ago I could walk with no noticeable problems and today I am a walking advertisement for the Ministry of Silly Walks. Monty Python would be proud of me. No the human race has not yet found a cure and in my life time probably will not.

RDP Tuesday: Heal

RDP Tuesday: Crack

When you are on your way in a scooter cracks became embedded on your brain and you know where they are. These are harmless cracks, no problem, and you do not even feel the bumpy parts. As I go further, I know what is coming.

This is the famous crack, the mega crack, the one I have to avoid every time I go into town. It probably began as a crack, but after the snow and ice and rain attacked the crack it widened itself and now a crevice with steep edges. Unfortunately it is in the middle of the sidewalk, but luckily the space between the wheels of my scooter allows me to place this giant in the middle so I just drive over it with no problem. It has been there for at least five years. Everything has been repaired surrounding it, even new railway tracks have been laid, but this hole remains. When you are permanently travelling by scooter these little things are engraved in your memory. I know when it is coming and am prepared for it.

RDP Tuesday: Crack