When I start getting emails wondering how I am doing, it’s time to touch base with my two or three remaining readers.
First things first, I am not putting the house up for sale. Let’s just say, it’s not the right time. While I would like to have the extra money in my savings account, it isn’t urgent. I am, however, fixing things and painting. With the exchange rate so good, it’s a great time to do so. I’ve been tracking my expenditures and I’m managing to live well within my widow’s pension though it’s really too soon to have an accurate picture.
My reconstruction surgery is delayed. First there was the problem where the inexperienced nurse opened up my sutures. Finally, after waiting an extra long time for the new stitches to heal (3 weeks!), Dr. L removed them. He gave me an appointment the following week to have my first “inflation”. Sadly, it was not to be. He is out on medical leave. After waiting another 3 weeks, I showed up for my appointment, and he is still out. The doctor covering for him gave me a chit for an appointment next week, but there weren’t any available until the end of March. So I’m thinking that I won’t be done with this thing until August the earliest. Sigh, looks like the universe wants me to practice patience.
I did find out that I can wear my prosthesis with a strapless gown. Door 54 had an Oscar party. We were encouraged to dress up or come in costume. Since I never did get a chance to wear the black strapless formal gown hanging in my closet, that’s what I wore. With a tiara, really, when was I ever going to get to wear a tiara? BK agreed to come as my date, since there was a prize for the most glamorous couple.