As usual there is little to report from these oldies. We are off to our GP to have our 'flu shots this afternoon. I know some people say they get nasty side effects from these shots and, although my arm does come up in a sore lump for a few days, I feel I have been free of 'flu or colds for so long now that it is well and truly worthy having the vaccine.
Visit to physio yesterday and had her do some laser treatment on my hands as well as work on my pec muscles which had been causing pain in my chest all weekend. I truly do feel he laser has done a little good and at least freed them up a tiny bit. I need them to work for me so I can continue crocheting those rugs for Vinnys. Have 6 rugs to go to them this week when Phil also pops up with some books and a few unwanted clothes. I have just made one with small squares but I mainly (in cooler weather) make one large rug from go to whoa. Saves yarn and they look quite pretty as well.
Our weekend was quiet as usual with a very small amount of rain; not nearly as much as we need but more promised today so one can only hope. Not so keen on the talk of thunderstorms though. After a 32C during the week when we thought summer was returning it has cooled down somewhat with quite warm nights still.
My daughter rang me yesterday afternoon on her way home from work (she has a hands free phone in her car) and we had a great chat. She apologised for not being in touch for a while but I understand as Phil and I are not the only members of her family she has to think about and she and her hubby both work although she now works a 8 day fortnight which gives her a little more free time.
Had an email from a cousin in the US to say her hubby had died on Saturday. (he had turned 81 on 11 April). Carol emailed me several months back to let me know her John had been diagnosed with Alzheimers and then again a few weeks ago that he was deteriorating rapidly. He was now in a wheelchair and was having trouble eating. Last week he was admitted to hospital with an undiagnosed problem and then died on Saturday. Carol's brother and sister (my other cousins) live in Vancouver Island and Vancouver (respectively) and at 83 and 85 I am not sure they will travel south for the funeral. Fortunately Carol has family in Napa Valley. I have not met any of them but have been in touch over several years now and feel I know them and I can feel Carol's sadness.