Do you Skype? How does it work? Do you need to add a camera to your computer? Do you need a special phone line? Do you need to set up a specific time or can you do it more or less at will?
Thursday night I attended the Girls’ Night Out at a nearby hospital. This consisted of four doctors who formed a panel and answered questions from the female audience. In addition, there were chair massages available along with some informational booths. Refreshments were served as well and we were given two tickets for wine. I skipped the wine. But I enjoyed the buffet of shrimp, crostini with dried tomatoes in the spread, chicken kebabs, cheese and crackers.
We were given a “goodie bag” when we checked in. This is a good size tote bag and contained a wine glass with a cover for use at picnics, a gell thing to freeze for bruises, some measuring scoops, and some informational literature about programs at the hospital. There were also some attendance prizes but I did not win one.
A storm blew up while we were there. We could see the trees whipping in the wind. Rain fell. But, fortunately, there was a lull in the weather activities when the program was over and I made it to my car without getting wet. Shortly after I arrived home, the storm renewed its attentions and there was fierce thunder and lightning and pouring rain.
It wasn’t quite a vacation day but it made for an enjoyable evening out. I guess I’d call it a mini-mini vacation evening.
Given all the eye surgery expenses these last two months, I’ve pretty much given up the idea of going away even for just a couple of days. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t have a vacation of sorts. I’ve decided to look around for either events or places locally that I can attend that are out of my normal routine.
There was some kind of conference for organists in town this week. They had some concerts or recitals that were open to the public. Years ago I took pipe organ lessons so I thought maybe attending one of those events could be as”vacation.” The one which sounded the most interesting was being held at a historic Baptist church near the symphony hall. It would include hymns, a brass group, singing, etc. I made plans to go.
Alas, my plans were for naught. My impression that it was free turned out to be in error. At the last moment, more or less, I saw a notice in the newspaper that a donation would be collected. I didn’t have the funds to make the donation. Parking was another issue. That church has a parking lot which is used when the Symphony plays or there’s a popular show at the nearby theatre. But they charge for the parking then. Would they charge for this organ program?
To complete things, I woke up in quite a lot of arthritis pain. So I decided not to have that as a vacation day. Surely there will be other things I can find to do or places to go before the summer is over.
Yesterday I had the final appointment with the surgeon’s office. I saw one of the doctors who works with him. She had a terrible time trying to get a reading on my vision. I kept insisting I couldn’t see the letters and that no lens was better than another. Finally, she had a technician take a picture of my eyes and after that, she added some lubricating drops. They seemed to do the trick and we got on with the exam. She says the eyes are healing well but are very dry. That seems to be the reason for the struggles. She released me to see my regular eye doctor to be fitted with new glasses. I see him Monday and it will be interesting to see how the fitting turns out.
It won’t be long now before the sound of fireworks erupts in my neighborhood. The tents sheltering the stands selling them have been popping up all along the highway. I’m not sure when the regulations granting them permission to actually sell the fireworks go into effect. I expect the sales might begin this weekend. I can be confident that the shooting of them will go into effect shortly after that.
Do you have fireworks where you live?
Last night I went to a funeral. The fact that it was held in the evening was a bit unusual. It was the “home going” for a 94 -year-old woman I’ve known most of my life. I wouldn’t say I was a close friend but I certainly knew her and had once attended a wedding shower in her home. Her oldest daughter was a year older than me but I was probably better friends with the daughter who was a year younger.
This woman held a place in the lives of many people all around the world. She was the wife of one of the officials of the UPCI and as a result was known to many. It was endearing to learn last night that she worried if anyone would come to her funeral, a concern I share. She didn’t need to worry; the church was nearly full and the service was live streamed as well.
She had four children. Each of their families was represented by a speaker. A group of grandchildren sang a special song for her. There were one or two congregational songs in the program between speakers. As expected, several ministers spoke as well.
All in all, the funeral lasted over two hours. It was a right royal send-off for a very special lady.
I need a vacation. It doesn’t have to be long … just a day or two would do. Where would I go?
I’ve been thinking about the Laura Ingalls Wilder farm in Mansfield, MO. Mansfield would be about 3 or 4 hours drive so almost perfect for a mini-vacation break. I even got so far as looking up hotels, etc. But, alas, I’m not sure I’m going to be able to do it.
Why, you ask? I got a call from the pharmacy late yesterday telling me that I have a prescription to pick up. Cost would be $225. Yikes! I don’t know what that could be or why it’s so expensive. My suspicion is that it’s my diabetes medicine and that I’ve fallen into the doughnut hole in Medicare extra early this year. My eye surgery with its associated eye drops have upped my expenditures considerably. I don’t even want to think about the cost of replacing my eyeglasses in a couple of weeks.
I’m off to collect the prescription after I ask if there is a generic version. I certainly can’t afford to continue taking this one.