Friday's test went much faster than anticipated, because, the cardio tech tols me, I'm small! Easy to read the heart when there's little flesh around it!
He said he'd expected a very large woman to appear, because my age and hip replacement usually indicate that, and was amused to see me trotting in.
Results on Monday.
Handsome Son kindly came straight from his early shift to drive me in my car to the doctor's office. Back home we shared a large pot of tea and the chocolates, which are now almost history.
He looked at the linky stuff and concluded the best you can do is avoid hitting the icon, easier said than done on a small screen. We'll see if my efforts work.
This is new to me, because of Chambersburg, the Burg, Trenton, influence. There you eat homemade pasta, literally made by Nonna in the restaurant kitchen, and from-scratch sauce, only sparingly applied. Delicious and when the pasta is handmade fresh, a great way to treat it.
But though the fusilli is organic, it's dried, so putting it in the sauce works. Enough for another meal here.
And here's the giant foster plant now in the upstairs collection.
Handsome Son commented that this is Gary's greenhouse for the winter!
Happy day everyone, look out for weather over the weekend, a nor'easter forecast here.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Please read the comments before yours and see if your question is already answered!