Today, Pam and I walked at Franco Farms in Salisbury. I wanted to stay close to the house, but that's a story for later.
We arrived and took the outside trail, first stopping at the pond. We hadn't planned on entering when I saw a red winged blackbird. Which I thought at first was an oriole. Weird, right? Looks nothing like it. But I couldn't dwell in my error because Pam saw another and I saw a third. So we entered the gazebo and bird watched. There were many. I don't know the types. (This picture is from Wikipedia.)
Then we crossed the big lawn and entered the woods taking the outside path. The paths here aren't well marked and when we got on the power trail we went the wrong way. It became obvious that we were not going right so we turned around and went back. It was easy to find the trail back to the car.
Miles/Steps: 2 miles
Weather: high 40's, breezy and damp
Wildlife: 3 red wing black birds, a kettle of vultures -- there was probably 6, many singing birds. It was downright noisy.
Yesterday I woke at around five to use the bathroom. Shortly thereafter I heard my sister in the hall. I yelled good morning and buried myself in my covers to go back to sleep. She gets up at that ungodly hour. In a few minutes she appeared in the doorway. "I think we need to go to the hospital", she said. I asked why. I haven't peed since yesterday.
Thankfully this trip to the hospital was different than the last two. First, we didn't have to wait. Second they didn't take us into trauma where it looks like a TV show. We went to the way back will the non-life threatening cases. They took blood and we waited. They came in and they put a catheter in and took a sample and we waited. And we waited. It's after 8 and I've had no food or water. Neither has she but she doesn't eat or drink. Finally, I went to the doorway looking for a nurse. I needed to find a fountain or a machine. Instead she brought me this eco nightmare filled with ice and water. I filled it several times in the sink in her room.
They left us go at about 10. She has a catheter in. Taking care of her is becoming way above my pay grade. We have to go to the urologist Wednesday. I hope this isn't permanent. It's a PIA.
In the afternoon I felt comfortable enough to leave her alone for a half hour to go for a short walk. It was beautiful out. Much warmer out then in. I walked up to Sioux, down Clewell, crossed Broadway and went to Cherokee. Then I headed back Cherokee to Bishopthorpe and home. Not far. But I felt much calmer logging into class.
Miles/Steps: 3/4 mile
Weather: high 50s, sunny, bright blue skies
PPE Found: There was so much trash. Chief among it was ppe's. I counted seven masks, one reusable, and then I lost track. There was four on one block.
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