ABUNDANCES in Postcards 4

“My love
Is like the grasses
Hidden in the deep mountain:
Though its abundance increases
There is none that knows.”

Ono No Yoshiki
(From a journal entry, 1979)
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The first appointment was with a neurologist; I had never seen him before. My blood pressure was high…it has been for days. He asked about the 1980’s stroke, what I remember and don’t remember and seemed fascinated that I remember so little of my childhood.

Next, simple tests. Could I draw a box, could I draw a clock then add hands. I could. Alzheimer’s patients can’t do that. He thinks there was some major trauma that gave me PTSD and ADD. He gave me a pill and told me to take half. If after a period of time my memory got batter, I could up it to a full pill. Come back in three months. I liked him but am resistant to more pills.

Daughter Margot who has PTSD says that Bio-feedback works wonderfully for her.

On our way home for lunch, we stopped at Office Depot. All the pens in the house are “fine.” I have trouble seeing those fine lines. No Medium for me, I bought two packages of BOLD.

Lunch and a nap lead to a Doctor encounter that was a huge waste of time. Trapped in very heavy mid-day traffic, we were five minutes late. The lady at the counter thought we couldn’t be seen. That gave us a scare. Blood Pressure, how are you, thanks for coming in, bye….it wasn’t a necessary visit.

Dinner was interesting. It does make a difference to make these open faced sandwiches on a firm bread. I didn’t. Garlic bread, zucchini and yellow squash grilled with scallions over ricotta cheese. Delicious tho very collapsible.
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• Himself: Yesterday stained and sprayed the boxes. Boxes need a finish sanding and a final coat of urethane. Today auditing wrecks. The big boss eliminated all the accrued sick days. A pleasant phone call from G led him to reinstate them.


• Myself: Today measure “Axial Length.”


• Drawing: The living room at DSA with a painting by Tommy Driscoll and Pico the cat sitting on my bed.


• Reading: Another Anna Pidgeon.


• Gratitude’s: That I don’t have Alzheimer’s. That I got a new cell phone number which didn’t belong to someone who owed great amounts of money like the last one…Kevin. That George tirelessly held my hand all day.

Last updated April 04, 2019