I woke up in the night with little anxiety surges. Just little spikes. I have been getting these from time to time the last few years. I could take a pill but instead listen to "THE SEALTEST VARIETY THEATER" with Dorothy Lamour. Some good old music and little skits with David Nevin and Alan Young (long before Mr Ed came along).
Yesterday I went out to get some sun on my deck. It was great to be outside. I was outside sitting in my swing for about an hour, even enjoying the heat. All at once my ensconced leg began to itch, something I have avoided so far. I hot footed it back in the house. (Literally as deck floor had become quite hot and my good foot was shoeless.) Thankfully, once my leg cooled off, the itching stopped.
The crow came today. She seems, now, to be accompanied often by two companions. We are calling them the three amigos. Are they really her friends or are they just accompanying her because they have discovered Husband puts out better bird food when he sees her around?
She seems to use her bad leg for balance a little more. Perhaps it is getting stronger.
I accidently did this. Got up too quick and tottered on to the bad leg. OUCH. Then I spent hours worried that I had done some damage.
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