“Look at the Pretty Flowers!”

Setting: Early Evening

My husband is walking our two houndmutts as I, with my sticks, am trying to keep up.

HUSBAND: So what’s the itinerary at the NIH? Do you get the spinal tap the first day, or the second day?

ME: The second day. My last visit they gave me the spinal tap the first day, which was ridiculous, because then I had to perform all the evaluative tests the second day while I was still recovering and had a mild spinal headache, so obviously my scores would have turned out lower than optimal. But in a twisted way I’m kind of happy those scores were probably lower than they should have been, because now my decline won’t look so steep, since this time they’ll be testing me before they drain my spinal fluid.  I’m kind of self conscious about my pronounced decline.

HUSBAND: (Glances down the street.)  Look at the pretty flowers.

IMG_1384 2

ME: (laughing) Like you ever say, ‘Look at the pretty flowers.’

We walked on. It was a pleasant walk, after all.

IMG_1392

There are a lot of pretty flowers in our neighborhood.

IMG_1389

IMG_1390

Advertisements