Peevish Pen

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008


In the last week, I’ve been to three different medical appointments, mostly for routine maintenance–something I need more of as I age. I have concluded the following:

  • Watching a sonogram of the interior of a personal private part is boring. (Note: Boring is apparently a good thing.) I noticed a lot more action on my electrocardiogram last September. My conclusion: some body parts are more entertaining than others.
  • Having toenail surgery is almost as bad the second time around (the second time in seven months!) and I limp just as badly as after the first one. Luckily I got a lot of yard work done Sunday when the weather was nice and I could walk better. I wish someone had warned me about ingrown toenails being a part of aging.
  • Mammograms at Franklin Memorial Hospital are much more comfortable than those done at Lewis-Gale (thanks to a foam pad the radiologist places between the patient and the cold X-ray machine), I don’t have to walk as far to get to radiology, and the radiologist evens gives you a souvenir—the pad which can be used for all sorts of craft projects (it's like the stick-on foam craft stuff you get at Wal-Mart). Plus the wait is much faster than at Lewis-Gale. You're in and out in minutes.

I try to get the routine maintenance stuff done during the winter when I usually can’t get out much anyway and won’t miss anything. However, I missed two days of nice weather this week because of appointments.

Next thing: pet maintenance. The horses and most of the cats and dogs get their shots during late winter and early spring. Emma—the mixed sheltie with bad hair—will get her first shearing that will last her until late summer. After the animals: house and yard maintenance. I want to plant a lot of flowers and trees this year—especially forsythias. The woman who designed this house used to have a whole row of them along the road, and they were gorgeous every March. I also want to plant a lot of trees.

There’s always something.

Despite the groundhog’s prediction, the weather lately has been so spring-like. Yesterday’s temperature, for instance, hit 70. Today we had a heavy “spring” rain.



Blogger Debi said...

I'm scheduled for my first mammogram in a few weeks. A van comes around and does it. Hope it doesn't hurt. What us women go through...

I'm actually cutting back on planting this year. I was just thinking about that. I don't want to have so much work. Forsythias are beautiful.

10:06 PM  
Blogger Amy Tate said...

I'm sorry your feet are still bothering you. Everything I hear about growing old stinks. Maybe by the time I get there, there will be a pill for that. Seems like there are pills for just about everything. Didn't the air smell like spring yesterday? It was wonderful - a glimpse into what is to come!!!!

10:29 AM  
Blogger Marion said...

I thought I DID warn you about those blasted ingrown toenails! Mine curl inward, so now instead of the podiatri$t, I go for a pedicure about once every six weeks or so. Costs a lot less and the doctor never did paint my toenails fuchsia...
My daughter-in-law in CA took me in for my first pedi, and I thought I'd died and gone to heaven.

5:16 PM  

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