First surgery done. I think I’m okay. Recheck in the morning Éye patch for the night it was interesting. No pain. See you tomorrow, I hope.

First surgery done. I think I’m okay. Recheck in the morning Éye patch for the night it was interesting. No pain. See you tomorrow, I hope.


I played yarn chicken with the leftover wool. I decided I might be able to make a child’s hat.

After a very busy day in Bend. Dilated eyes made shopping out of the question. I couldn’t even help in the bread store.
At the eye surgeon’s I learned my eyes had gotten so bad that she was nervous about all the things that could go wrong. Still, it’s safer getting the surgery, than letting it go. The scary things that could go wrong are like the warning signs at a roller coaster ride. You know the ones, do not ride if pregnant, have heart or back issues, etc. But I loved the coasters. I live seeing, reading so maybe it’s the same. Apparently, I won’t end up with 20/20. But it will be at correctable levels with glasses. My good eye will be able to drive without glasses. Even the bad will be corrected to arms length, like computer and piano music. Reading books will take readers. No prob. I can handle that.
I learned that for my first surgery she’s put me at the end so if it goes over time it won’t get in the way of other surgeries. BUT by being end of day the recheck can’t happen until the next morning. That means we find the pot of gold to stay at a motel over night or after the 4 hours round trip the day of the surgery getting up at 3:30AM to get to the recheck at 5:30AM and 5hen back home yikes!
We’ll work it out!



Tomorrow my assessment for cataract surgery in Bend. Posting here will rely on how much vision I have after getting my eyes dilated. Needless to say, I’m nervous and excited.
A walk completed on the Spring day in the week of seasons.

Snow yesterday, pleasant today, 80 tomorrow, back to snow Monday.


The biggie is my CampNano. I am still in the years of vague memories. Though today I’ll move into my seventh year. Word count is 5,407. As soon as I post the blog I’ll get busy writing more. It is different writing memories as opposed to imagination.
So walking was walking at home. The wind was so bad there is no way it can be healthy to breathe a sky that looks like this.


Even so this happened:


And a quick word count for my CampNano memoir. 4,465. I still need another 800 before bed. So far, it’s fun. But the project and I are still young. LOL! And back to it!


We are still walking. It’s become a part of our daily story. Above is one of the scenes we see. We went this way today.

We went straight until we heard the prompt say it was a mile. Then turned around.


So coming around back towards our street a neighbor came out to talk to us. She was concerned about a dog in a house closer to us. It seemed tangle in chains. They had tried to give the dog water as the chain was keeping the dog standing and unable to reach food or water.
The dog owner had been suffering from a stroke so none of us knew where he was.
We reported it to the sheriff looking for a welfare-check for the dog’s owner. My brother and husband untangled the chain and brought the dog here to chain in our front yard.

Anyway, that walk was short for milage but long on story.
I’ve set up my yWriter7 for my memoirs. CampNano started today. I think my goal is a little too high, 50k. My imagination is good for that. But real life? I can already see it will be a bit of a psychological trip but to get to nuggets to share I need to walk in the mully grubs.
In other news…


Now back to the mully grubbing.

Hat done. Yay! Already started the next one.


Another walk! Same trail. Kali wanted to come. She starts with wanting to run. I try to do my best. But quickly she’s tired and I feel cruel as I have no choice but to kind of drag her along. She won’t let me carry her. It’s already equally far to continue the route to turning around. She’s okay now. Chris and I did just fine. Everything is slower with Kali. It’s like taking a toddler for a walk. A block is miles!


Just so you don’t think I’ve left my knitting behind. This hat is ready for the crown decrease.

Today’s walk looks the same but we went the opposite way. It was barely raining. We could almost walk between the drops.

Made progress on the rewrites of book two. I was supposed to get another 6k this month but may have to be happy with what I will have on the 31st.

CampNano starts April 1st. This time I’m thinking of making it an autobiography. My cousin has sent me a tape recorder and tapes to start recording family memories. I thought writing it all down might help with recording and vice versa.
Anyway, happy Monday!
Here’s what made me happy.

Here’s the healthy.

Kali was cute. Last time I tried to take her for a walk she wouldn’t let me put her harness on. She had to stay home.
Today I was putting on my shoes. She let me know she didn’t want to be left behind. She laid still while I put on her harness.
Oh the walk she wanted to jog. So we did a few steps. Then I got winded. She pulled on me.
We went down a street we haven’t walked for a while. I nearly had to pull her. Once we got to our street, she knew where she was and wanted to run. I gave her a few more jogs then back to walking. She pulled me again.


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