What's going on?

December is always a busy month, and this December, so far, hasn't been an exception.

Alan and I have had the usual and unusual rounds of doctor's appointments.  He's still cancer free after almost 13 years, Praise God!

I had a scare after we returned from vacation.  Right after we got back I had an appointment with our GP, and after a standard urine test, she decided I needed antibiotics because I seemed to have a bladder infection.  Too much information?  Just wait!  Well after two weeks, the antibiotics hadn't cleared up the infection so she wanted me to have an ultra sound.  That showed something she didn't like, so she wanted me to have a renal CT scan.  That showed a "mass in the right kidney" and she referred me to a kidney specialist, for which it took almost two months to get an appointment.   Finally after all that waiting he told me I had watery cysts which was a common affliction among the elderly -- yes, I'm officially an elderly -- and I was fine.  No cancer or any indication of cancer. 

All that time I had put on hold having total knee replacement.  I guess my trip back home to attend my 50th high-school reunion pushed me to make that decision.  I was pretty miserable, even though I had a scooter to get around with.  And our vacation to Lancaster County, PA, while it was enjoyable was still pretty painful. 

So last week I finally got back in to see my orthopedist (I had also seen him prior to going back to Runnemede) and I will have total knee replacement on January 11th.  I can't wait.  I wish I could have both knees worked on at the same time, but then where would that leave me?  Also, I wasn't given that option.

Mixed in with all those appointments has been the hope, but not the reality of shopping in stores.  So I've ordered most things on-line.  I haven't wrapped a thing, yet, though.  And I have at least 20 gifts that need either bagging or wrapping.  However, I can't find my wrapping paper keeper that is usually stored with my Christmas stuff.  So, I need to get at least to the Dollar store and get paper and/or bags:  a sore, uncomfortable trip, but I can't let my shopper do that for me.  I'm pretty fussy about what I like for wrapping presents in. 

And, the only Christmas cards I have addressed are the ones to my grandchildren.  And I know you all love to get cards from me at Christmas time, right?  Well, not this year -- and not last year, and not the year before.  In fact, in my married life-time, I think I only sent out Christmas cards  maybe 10 Christmases.  I have to admit that.  I think if cards still cost 10 cents to mail, I might be induced into sending them, but at 44 cents (it is 44 cents, right?) I'll just write to you all:  Merry Christmas and remember what you're celebrating and why you're celebrating.

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