I tested my knee this morning. Walked four blocks to the Chevron station where I buy my lotto tickets to check for winners. No problems on the way there but half the way back it started hurting again. Well, I wanted to test it out, and like usual, when I get off of it the pain goes away. Still enough mileage to walk Izzy.
It actually got to ninety today, a bit unusual for this time of year. It's supposed to cool off tomorrow. A day or two of 90 degrees is okay, but after that I wilt. Barb two doors down (she has Izzy's best friend, Mickey) has a few lawn chairs in her front yard. There's nice shade trees there, so it's the perfect to sit down and shoot the breeze when neighbors walk by. Our friend from the end of the block, Nancy, sat down and Iz and I joined her and exchanged what news we had. Nancy is about my age but has been fighting multiple myeloma for a long time, since I've been here in Portland. But she's a tough old bird and is getting over her last round of chemo. A couple more neighbors came by, we chatted, and then we wandered off towards our homes.
Joan's been nauseous and icky for a couple of weeks. Her doctor put her on two new medicines and she's been trying to figure out which drug is making her nauseous and icky. Luckily, she was feeling fine by the time the Warriors game came on. And the Warriors won, in Houston. Go Warriors!
