One Frenetic Sunday

Thank heavens the day did not continue as badly as it started! A bit after 5:00 in the morning my phone beeped an alarm. Jabbing at it did nothing. I jabbed my way to the settings where none of the three alarms were set. Needing light, I used my voice to mistakenly turn on the kitchen light. Another four words got the bedroom light on, and four more darkened the kitchen. Beep! Beep! Beep! I finally realized the phone was still plugged in and remembered I had a new app to warn me when it was over-charged. Pulling the plug, I sighed with relief while mentally kicking myself for being careless.

It took a while to get back to sleep after that rude awakening. I struggled through a vivid dream, where I was working at a company with a fancy computer system. I had to get an alarm stopped before it started, and I couldn’t find it. Thankfully, I woke up before everything exploded. That is the first time in my life I’ve ever had a dream directly related to an event I had just gone through.

I did not have time for my usual Sunday routine. I always sit before the computer fully clothed, including rings and earrings. Today I wore a nightshirt and slippers. I put down my phone and couldn’t find it seconds later, even though I made Alexa call it. I couldn’t see or hear it! Lise rang my number, and we found the phone under a hat on the computer table! How it had time to crawl under a hat is still puzzling me. Lise found it was recording our conversation because I hadn’t hung up. I turned on the iPad for the church service and discovered the service hadn’t started on time. In trying to hurry, I failed to log in correctly. She did it quickly and accurately, so I didn’t miss anything. She was cool and collected, in sharp contrast to me. During the service, I calmed down so that nothing else went awry.

In high contrast to the bumbling this day was the time Lise and I spent with neighbor Holly the day before. Holly’s company had a family and friends day for employees at Ten Acre Garden. It included a pizza dinner and a jar for cutting flowers from certain areas in the garden. How peaceful that was!

Reading Glasses

These days I wear reading glasses upside down and backwards. Because I can’t put any pressure on the surgical site near my eye, I had to think of another way to look through them. The lenses would work better if my eyes were equal to my eyebrows. As it is, I keep my head ducked down to see straight ahead. This is still better than the first days after surgery, when one eye was bandaged shut.

A Used Car

Life continued at a very fast pace after the surgery on my face. I didn’t keep up, but Lise did. We had taken a used car for a test drive last week, and when Lise checked on it, she found the dealer had lowered the price. We were not the only ones who noticed that change. Lise called to say we would come over to look at it again, and she was told a couple had it out for a test drive at that very moment. We heard nothing more until the next morning. The dealer called to say the couple couldn’t make up their minds to buy that car or a brand new one, so they were going to sleep on it. We didn’t even eat breakfast, but zoomed over there to buy it. The couple had not paid money to reserve it. Lise and I said to each other that we helped the couple decide to buy a new car instead of agonizing over the choice.

It seemed like there were 1,000 places to sign my name on a stack of papers. They made it very easy, though. I signed my name and initials in one place, and from then on, I just had to touch a pen to the screen that was as big as the top of the desk. Lise and I both read the pages quickly before I signed them.

We had a celebratory lunch – a hamburger and a milk shake each. We shopped at one nearby store and went home. A few hours later the car was delivered to my house. The next day we took it out to meet David before having lunch and shopping for groceries with him.

Later David come to my house so that he and Lise could make room in the garage for the new-to-me car. I took a photo of them as they celebrated the completion of that project.

The garage was a busy place! Neighbor Holly drove Lise to the airport in Snot, my 16-year-old car. Lise flew to Utah to visit cousin Chrissie for a few days. Holly’s car had something major wrong with it and was towed away for repairs, so Holly will keep my car until hers is back. Everything seemed to work out well for all of us, and I am very thankful.

Surgery

Surgery on my face turned out to be a pleasant experience. The doctor, his staff, and the other patients were delightful. I had the last appointment, so I watched as the other five patients were taken from the first waiting room. Lise and I rejoined them in a spacious room in the back where there were snacks and a coffee machine. I think the nurse took this photo of the lines the surgeon drew to guide himself.

Each of us had our surgery and returned to the waiting room while lab work was done on whatever had been removed. I had to have a second session, because the results showed there was a bit more cancer to take out. The surgeon and nurse chatted with me during that second removal. They were fascinated that my daughter lives in Denmark and wanted to know more about her. I also found out the nurse grew up on the south shore of Long Island.

Lise and I treated ourselves to a hamburger and went next door for a frozen custard dessert.

The dressing for this procedure is much, much larger than seemed necessary, but the incision and plastic surgery were very close to my eye. Lise took a photo of my reading a blog post on my phone. It is awkward, so I won’t be able to read every post on the WordPress Reader, and I can’t comment freely as I usually do. The incision is right where my glasses usually rest on my nose. It could be weeks until it is healed enough for me to wear glasses again.

On the funny side, I had Lise take a photo of me the day after surgery when she commented on my hair.

I don’t know what I would have done without Lise at this time. She solved the problem of my getting to the doctor by asking David to swap cars for two days. David was eager to help in any way he could, and I appreciated that. Lise has helped me remember to put ice on my face 15 minutes every hour, and she reminds me when to take the medications related to this. She found a good place to buy a tire for the car and got that done while I was icing my face. I’m glad she has had some time to spend with neighbor Holly, since the two of them enjoy each other.

Visitors to Blue Ridge Parkway

Visitors Magda and Basia had only one day to see the Blue Ridge Parkway, and it did not begin well. Lise and I heard thunder before our alarms went off. We all ate breakfast together and set off in rain. Despite the drizzle, we got out at my favorite place, Sunburst Falls.

We continued driving on the Parkway, stopping occasionally. Lise has a knack for being at the right place at the right time. We looked at the lovely view from the Pisgah Inn and went inside. We knew we couldn’t eat in the dining room, because we didn’t have a reservation. Lise went to the desk, anyway, and asked if there would be a possibility we could get a table. It was 20 minutes before the kitchen would close. The woman said she’d check. Within five minutes, she called out to us and said we could be seated!! I was shocked. The waiter said we had to get our order in before 2:30, and we did that easily. We loved the food and the scenery.

We continued driving on the Parkway until we got to Asheville. Magda has been to Culver’s before, and she knew it was part of our airport routine. Since she and Basia had a rental car, they would not have gone to the airport. We went there for dessert, having soft frozen custard with a couple of toppings.

A warning light about the car tires came on, and it was already after 5 pm on Saturday. The garage nearest my house looked closed, but Lise went in, anyway. I felt a great relief when a man opened the door and came out to look. After taking off the left front tire, he told Lise it looked like it could explode at any time. He checked and didn’t have any tire in stock that would fit the car. Looking at the spare, he said we were lucky it was there and usable. He put the rear tire in the front and mounted the spare at the rear. He said we had been only moments from a blowout!! And to think we had been on mountain roads for hours and on the interstate highway the last 40 miles! God was protecting us from a real disaster. Our instructions were to drive less than 50 miles per hour for 50 minutes, and then let the tire cool completely.

Lise got busy once we were home. It would have been a big hindrance to drive that car to Asheville for my appointment at 8:15 Monday. She checked about renting a car. The only rental place had already closed until Monday morning. Too late! She contacted grandson David and asked if we could swap cars for two days. Thankfully, he agreed. He will be going to work and not driving a great distance. I will still be concerned about his safety, but I need to keep that appointment for surgery on my face.

The Ducklings

When daughter Lise and I were talking about visitors Magda and Basia, we took a short cut by using their last name. Instead of the Polish name, we used an English translation of “Duckling”. It was much easier, and I love the sound of it. Because of the name, they had a special encounter on the Blue Ridge Parkway.

We had stopped several times at lookout points, and this particular time there was a Jeep that had a full row of toy ducks lined up on the dash. Magda spoke to the owner and asked about all the ducks. I didn’t notice any of this, but she told us as we drove on to another spot. We got out of the car and found that the Jeep had pulled in, too. The man gave Magda one of their ducks – a small one, all green and as cute as could be. Isn’t that amazing?

Magda put the duck on the armrest between the front seats to ride to the next stop. I had a chance to take its photo and didn’t think of it. When it fell off, I was glad she put it in her bag so that it wouldn’t be lost in my car. I’m sure it will be a treasured souvenir of this trip to the US.

Friday with Magda and Basia

Our special visitors walked with Lise and me, wanting the full experience of living here. CAT came out to greet us, and Magda petted her.

I was so busy talking that I turned around at the stop sign and kept going. Everyone agreed to backtrack for the obligatory photo.

We had a Southern breakfast of biscuits and scrambled eggs, with the addition of livermush. That is a local dish, which I learned about from reading a novel set in the mountains of North Carolina.

Grandson David joined us to go to the nearest barbecue joint. Magda has had barbecue here, and she felt Basia should experience it, too. Nobody complained. David did do something different, though, choosing smoked chicken instead of pork.

I took a photo of Magda, sitting in the huge chair at the BBQ place.

David had a different perch on a cart in Ingles. We always take our European guests to my favorite supermarket. They aren’t required to love it, but they usually enjoy the experience.

Magda and Basia Arrive

One of Lise’s best friends from Denmark is Magda, who has been here before. We three went to the Outer Banks together a year ago. Now Magda’s sister Basia (pronounced Baa-sha) is here, too. The sisters flew into Toronto, then visited Boston, New York, Washington DC, and Williamsburg VA. We have talked non-stop since they got out of the car. The first thing one notices is their excellent command of English. They grew up in Poland, and Basia still lives there. Magda has lived in Denmark for years, which is where she and Lise met. I am always amazed that many Europeans know at least two languages. How I wish I did!

The last time Magda was here, she missed seeing hummingbirds by one day. Today there were plenty coming to the feeders. We could see them easily from our seats on the porch. After we sat and chatted for a while, the girls went out for an American experience – shopping at Walmart.

Scenes in the Neighborhood

Daughter Lise will always pet CAT when we walk. This time the cat made it extremely easy.

When the family went out in the golf cart, Logan (16) took his usual place hanging on the back. Shawn, Bob, and Izzie the dog were in the front.

Most amusing was the tangle neighbor Julie’s dogs wound around her legs. How I wish I had taken a video when she nimbly stepped out of that trap!

Visiting Nathaniel

Daughter Lise and I drove to Charlotte to visit grandson Nathaniel. When we asked about his new job, he showed us the work shirt he wears. His last job evaporated when the restaurant closed all units except the original site in Texas.

When Lise showed interest in barbecue, he took us to one of the nearest restaurants that features it.

Lise heard him talking about Lowe’s Foods and requested a field trip. I took a shot of them just inside the entrance, where specials for the month were on a huge blackboard.

We made our way to the community table where a young man was on duty to give out samples. He had the gift of gab and kept us entertained as he made a parfait of yogurt, maple syrup, frozen raspberries, Graham cracker crumbs, and several other ingredients. It was tangy and refreshing. Lise took my photo, and this shows the size of it. None of us would call it a sample, as it became our dessert for the day.

Nate talked about buying herbs there, and this is the garden with the plants. You cut as much as you want and put it in a plastic bag. It’s a marvelous service, but I suspect it would be too expensive to draw me in.