Month: March 2019

My mom was on a quest for the perfect hamentaschen, so of course we wound up in Brookline, walking around.  I enjoyed watching this guy change the marquee at the Coolidge Corner theater, and I’m curious what the second movie is.

Brown Bear has been around for a long time, and has been well loved.  He was in need of a bit of first aid, but is feeling much better now.

Before last week’s surgery, the IV nurse asked if I was a “tough stick” and I said not really.  Then she went for my hand and I said, oh….my hand, well….that’s going to really hurt.  So she put some numbing stuff in it (and THAT really hurt) and I guess it still didn’t work and she muttered something about them having to do the IV in the OR.   The remains of the successful one can be seen in that tiny scab on my knuckles.  This multicolored disaster is the result of her first effort.   It of course looks worse in person.

All the times I’ve walked by this house, I never noticed that the shutters are different colors.  Odd decorating choice.

 

The nurse gave me this last night.  It’s supposed to help alleviate pain when it hurts to breathe.   It kind of does.  Sort of.  A little.

Not the other side.  This side.  Don’t mess it up, OK?

Some people pay lots of money for a view like this. So do some medical insurance companies  🙂

Ferrous behind the curtain, keeping a close eye on what’s going on in the neighborhood