Last night, on our way home from the MRI, we stopped at my daughter Penny’s to pick up our dogs where they were staying all day. Getting out of Cassandra‘s car and walking toward her house, I tripped over the base of my grandsons’ basketball net… painted black and invisible at night… and fell hard on the driveway and impacted my already weakened left side.
Getting up off the ground required really focused assistance from Elly and the girls who brought out a dining room chair for me to pull myself up using my right arm. This took about fifteen minutes and made my girls worry a lot.
While I don’t seem to have broken any bones, nor did I open any of the breaks I had in August/September, but my right arm hurts too much when I try to lift it that I’m really worried about what they are going to try to do at today’s exam in Hagerstown.
I hope this doesn’t have the effect of cancelling Friday’s surgery on my head.
… where we lived when we first came down to the mid-Atlantic area because I was then working for CSC. While the row townhouses in Old Greenbelt are not terrifically stylish, they are small and comfy and we really enjoyed living there. You are within walking distance to stores and movies and community theatre, and it’s a short drive to large supermarkets, malls and the DC subway.
This morning I woke up missing being in Old Greenbelt. Turns out that Elly misses being there to, so, tentatively, we are putting it on our househunting/retirement list and will be exploring the possibility.
Grocery shopping at Martin’s in Hagerstown this afternoon, I accidentally lost my iPhone… while I was loading or unloading my shopping cart it apparently slipped out of my shirt pocket into the empty cart and I didn’t realize it.
Halfway back to Shepherdstown, I reached for my phone to check the time and it was gone. I was really upset.
I pulled the car over to the side of Interstate 81 and searched it top to bottom… went through the grocery bags… looked between the front seats. It wasn’t there.
Someone very nicely turned it in and I was extremely lucky to get it back. As my wife pointed out, back in New York or even in Hartford, I never would have seen it again.
For the fourth or fifth MLK Day in a row, Elly is running the Martin Luther King Day Event at Hagerstown Community College and, as usual, she has recruited me to steer people to the stage from behind the curtain.
This year we have the Ambassador from the country of Cameroon attending, and this is causing all kinds of brouhaha… a special reception afterwards, an attachment of 11 Cameroonians backing up the Ambassador, a flag from Cameroon that must be hung, etc. And they are going to sing the Cameroon National Anthem in French and English.
Elly says she thinks there are nine students from Cameroon at HCC, which is a considerable number for foreign students at a Community College.
I have to get over there now, so I’ll be back to the blog later.