It's Still HOT!

It was still 85 degrees at 8:30 this evening! We don't turn the air conditioning on when we're gone, so it was VERY HOT in Auntie Violet when we got back from Spokane this afternoon. I immediately put my swimsuit on and went over to Diane's pool. She had been playing in the pool this afternoon with her grands, but was happy to get in again and do some exercising with me. I was glad that I had brought home more than half of the portobello sandwich that I had at lunch at Isabella's, so I didn't have to cook tonight. Forry had a large reuben sandwich for lunch, so he was content to nibble on chips and guacamole.

The doctor took some more x-rays of my back this morning. It looks like the vertebrae that are causing the stenosis have shifted over another 1/8th inch or so from the x-rays taken earlier. He wants me to get another MRI to see what the changes are there from the one two years ago...


Here's some more of what's blooming in the coulee:






They are camomile daisies -- I understand they are what is dried and used to make camomile tea...

HOT!

It was 102 degrees Fahrenheit when we left the ranch this noon to head for dentist appointments in Moses Lake. The really nice thing about getting our teeth cleaned is that my niece Becky is the dental hygienist! She's such a sweetheart! (not that I'm at all prejudiced...)

It's not been a real good week. I had gotten a steroid shot in my back before I left to go to camp knowing that it would be sore for a day or two, but then it should be great and I could walk without pain again. (I've been getting the shots every six-eight months for a couple of years.) NOT this time! I had to resort to finding some heavy duty pain meds left from my knee surgeries almost four years ago... When I finally got a hold of my doctor (we had played telephone tag last week as there is no cell phone reception at Camp Camrec), he said he had reviewed both the recent C Arm X-rays and the original MRI and is beginning to think that there has been enough change that he'd like to have one of the surgeons look at them and get a second opinion re possible surgery...

Not what I wanted to hear! Sister Sherry had given me a purple cane when we were visiting her earlier (to wade through the dogs when they all crowd around) and I've been putting it to use.

Naturally I am cranky 'cause it hurts and my crankiness is greatly increased by my inability to access the internet at the ranch! I miss keeping track of people's blogs and Facebook comments.