Can we have a forum for "older" people with bc?

Abundance is not something we acquire. It is something we tune into.
- Wayne W. Dyer

Bob's much better today and might even get "sprung." As for Gilda Radner, when he was in second grade, Gordy chose "It's Always Something" for his first book report. He's been an SNL fan ever since age 4, when I took him to the Museum of Broadcast Communications and we watched a couple of episodes from the first season. Several of his college & improv friends went on to join the writing staff--and Aidy Bryant was on his college improv team with him. Vanessa Bayer was his teacher at Improv Olympic...now known as "i.o."

"Physician, heal thyself." Never truer than now.

Poppy, YAY on the clean mammo!

The installers for the new dishwasher thought they were finished but then a cabinet drawer wouldn't close so they had to reroute some plastic hose. I ran the dishwasher last night and it is even quieter than the old machine which was the same brand, Bosch.

Meanwhile the kitchen faucet is leaking. DH got the name of a handyman from Ace Hardware. Once dh would have replaced the faucet himself but I would just as soon pay somebody to be a contortionist and do the job. Getting to the faucet up under the sink is a challenge for a younger man with a more flexible body. First we have to buy the replacement faucet.

Off to the gym this morning and then bingo this afternoon at the nursing home.

Happy Tuesday.

Poppy, I'm like you and others here I'm sure. I want to get ALL I paid for and to boot I usually buy the extended warranty on many things --- especially if they are expensive items. If you never use it good for you but the store does win. If however you do need to use it -- often you will get another brand new item depending on the problem. Smaller items generally the protection agreement is barely worth it, if at all.

Carole, my last dishwasher, ( the old Kitchenaid lasted 22 yrs ) a couple of yrs. ago was a Bosch. I think I'm not likely to want anything else. Sometimes to be sure it is actually running I have to put my ear down to it. There are lights on the front, but the lack of sound most of the time it is running still startles me once in awhile. The old Kitchenaid would still function but slowly the push button controls spend most of their time freezing up till I was down to one setting only and you had to really play with it to get it on. Also, it sounded like a train going through. The Bosch was on a great sale ( being a floor model ) so I got a super bargain price wise.

Since Dh works for the store I get advance notice of the best prices. One good thing coming from his working well into retirement yrs. I have thought about replacing my fridge, but the best I can do right now for what we both would like is $900.00 and I don't feel we can spend that kind of money right now.

For Poppy's mammo

Bob got sprung tonight! Had I not had rehearsal at 6 downtown, I could have taken him home right after dinner. But I couldn't miss another rehearsal, and didn't want him taking a taxi home to an empty (save for the cats) house. So they let him hang around after discharge till I could finish rehearsal (which blessedly ended an hour early), take the train back north, pick up my car and "bust him outta the joint." His partner and the interventionalist who covers for him (and vice versa) made him promise to take tomorrow off--he will probably spend all day watching soccer and stuff he'd DVR'ed, and maybe reading echocardiograms on his laptop. His mentor & ex-partner, who retired 15 yrs. ago, pleaded with him to retire sooner rather than later while he can still enjoy travel & leisure, maybe see patients a few hours a week at Union Health. He's considering it, but probably not before 2019.

My dishwasher's a Miele--have had it since 2011 and it's a joy. Quiet too.

A prelude to Thanksgiving next week.

Teka, That's really a good one!

Velvet, are you a native Yooper?

Sandy, I was born & raised in the Upper Peninsula (and my heart is still there). I usually tell people I am from northern Northern Michigan or the U.P. but I have never liked the Yooper tag, so, I don't consider myself a Yooper. Most people don't even know where it is; some have asked me if I had electricity & indoor plumbing when I was growing up. My son & husband love it up there. H has never been there in the winter, but my son has seen a bit of the snow. He likes to tease me about growing up in the woods.

We never encounter a mountain greater than doubt.
Doubt is a deceiver. It is as a thief in the night.
Remove it, do not let it come nigh your dwelling.

Frater Achad

Raw & windy. Low 40s, going up to 50 during a rainy overnight--and it's all downhill from there, with temps dropping all day with mixed rain & snow. Natch, I have dress rehearsal tomorrow, which means schlepping a suitcase with costume components to show the director. Driving is not an option, even if I want to pay $37 to park all day, because the city's downtown Disney Festival of Lights parade starts at dusk, when we'd just be getting out--three years ago there was so much traffic and so many street closures I had to go 5 miles out of my way to get on northbound Lake Shore Drive. (I wasn't in the show two years ago, because of my bc). Last year, I took the L--and we had the same horrid weather, so windy and stormy my hood kept blowing down, my hat nearly got blown off, and my suitcase was getting away from me, along slick sidewalks. Think I'll treat myself to a Lyft or Uber this time--and let the driver worry about the route home.

To a large degree, the measure of our peace of mind is determined by how much we are able to live in the present moment. Irrespective of what happened yesterday or last year, and what may or may not happen tomorrow, the present moment is where you are--always!

Richard Carlson

Jo

When she retired, my mother lived in Iron Mountain. She lived there for more than 20 years. My brother is across the river in Niagara. We were raised further north, in Houghton County.

Started out raw, windy and rainy this morning. Decided I was definitely not driving downtown--because of security concerns (lots of skyscrapers along the route), more street closures earlier in the day for this year's Festival of Lights parade. Had to wrestle a suitcase full of costume changes, so taking the L was not really an option. Brought up the Lyft app on my phone, and it was really slooooow loading. Was able to enter pickup & dropoff, hit "Request Lyft," up came the ApplePay TouchID page and.....crickets. Spinning wheel cursor. "Processing...processing....unable to process payment at this time. Try again later." 10 minutes of this, and I said the heck with it--I'll take Uber instead. Well, guess what? Uber changed its interface yet again (seemingly every time I use it)--had to re-enter my password, cell phone number, verification code, yada yada. Entered my pickup & dropoff, and clicked "Order Uber." But instead of the usual "searching for drivers" screen I got "Schedule Pickup." Earliest I could schedule was five minutes later, so I did. The driver's name & car came up, but so did a box saying "Meet at..." an address four blocks away. WTF? Aren't rideshares door-to-door? I called the driver and told him my actual address. Meanwhile, on the map telling me where he was, the car icon wasn't moving and it said "4 min. away." Then my phone dinged to tell me he had arrived. He hadn't even turned the corner on to my block. Well, it all turned out okay--made it with 5 minutes to spare...only to find nearly everyone else was late.

At the meal break, it was still raining but not pouring and the wind had yet to kick in (they were forecasting gusts up to 40mph, with the rain turning to snow). Still in the high 30s. Not too bad. When rehearsal was over, I figured I'd give the L a chance. All was okay till a panhandler started working his way through the train car, down the aisle. I assume he was begging though the music in my earbuds was drowning him out. I deliberately avoided making eye contact, as did everyone else. But as he stood near me with his back turned, I could smell that he reeked of cigarettes & beer...and then to my horror I realized that his rear pants pockets were nearly to his knees--his jeans were riding so low they were about to fall down. Fortunately, he gave up and moved on to the next car. By the time I got off the train and on to the street, the wind was beginning to howl. "Deja vu all over again" from last year: jacket hood blowing back & down, earbuds barely staying in (and these are totally wireless, so if they fall out of my ears I lose them), and the wind propelling my suitcase like it was pulling me.

Still 38 degrees now and dry--but very, very windy. Should be in the 20s when I leave in the morning (blessedly, rehearsal starts half an hour later than it did today). Friend is hosting his annual Sunday-before-Thanksgiving brunch. Bob will get there when it starts, antipasto and Beaujolais Nouveau (and maybe a bubbly) in hand. I will get there after rehearsal. Definitely will take a cab or rideshare there, as our friend lives four long blocks from an L station--one of the few that has no elevator or escalator, and the walk can be dicey after dark (his neighborhood hasn't completely gentrified yet).