And may I mention that I am in DC, fully vaccinated and would LOVE some Buffista contact.

Also - I believe Niagara Falls had been mentioned ... they're planning a new visitor center, but it's still in the planning stages.

Toddson, LOL!

And yes, you were absolutely on the "Pro" side of the Pro/Con list when I was figuring out where Bday festivities were going to happen!

Niagara Falls has been tabled for a time when more planning (and international travel) can more easily happen.

I am at the hairdressers getting my hair cut and colored for the first time since the pandemic began.

Nice! I love hearing news of people getting back to normal.

Yay! I did dentist last week, and I'm getting hair this coming week. Probably a pedi and eyebrows, too, because I'm going to a wedding on Saturday. A purportedly low key, spaced-out wedding. I'm still kind of shaky on the whole no masks in public thing though.

Plus, I KNOW some of the wedding guests won't be vaccinated. Ugh. Honestly, between that and potential discussion of why no vax, I don't think I'll stay at the reception for long. I'll take my injected 5G tracking chip, bat, and ball, and go the fuck home.

We still have masks required on public transit and, I believe, while out and about in the city. I'm vaccinated, but I'll be wearing a mask outside for a while.

I got my hair cut about 6 months ago and I really need to get it cut again. The length is ok but it's growing out from the undercut and is finally looking really weird. I was going to try and get an appointment last week but then the gas shortage happened and now I think I'm going to wait until Mom is back in NC so I can combine hair cut and visiting her.

At this point my hair is long enough to get caught in my pits when I roll over in bed, and needs to be lifted from under my bra clasp in back. So pretty long. I trimmed it a year ago, and it had been over 5 years then, so I'll wait a few years before bothering again.

I need to make myself a dentist appointment too and an appointment with the eye doctor. We’re at ltc’s dentist now.

I have a whole lot of medical stuff going on, and I think I have an underlying confidence that whatever is broken will be fixed and a determination to get through it. There is still however a shadow of anxiety and concern that sneaks in from time to time. Head to knee and places in between.

The most concerning thing is my brain. 7-1/2 years ago I had the seizure and things have been A-OK since then. I rejected the meds and altered life style and did well. That did however change the night before last. I woke up at 4AM knowing things were very unwell. I felt bad enough that I woke DH up and told him what was going on. Body didn't feel right, and I was very confused in a different way. We discussed all the options, which was a challenge for him since I was nothing short of terrified. We went and sat outside in the nice cool early morning breezes, and I took a few tokes since we decided we wanted nothing to do with the ER and would contact neurologist at a decent hour. I accept my privilege of having a lot of doctor's cell phones. DH texted him at 7 since all doctors are up early. Haven't talked to the man in over 5 years because he joined a huge Neuro practice. He was on vacation but called his office and got me in at 1 that day. Doctors being the way they are I have scheduled MRI, EEG, and blood tests. I brought my labs from March and discussed the diet and exercise changes made in recent months. Dr. thinks I probably screwed up my chemicals and need to have more Gatorade and less coffee, and take medications of course. So we'll see what happens here. Again last night I had about 20-30 minutes of stuff not right in the middle of the night. But it wasn't as bad. I'll do whatever I have to do to keep my brain spicy. And have resumed my lapsed habit of indulging in the weed in the evening instead of wine. I'm old school there, doctor says it is fine in the natural state.

Heading downstream, I have several appointments scheduled for bladder function stuff, and the repair of the really inconvenient and annoying prolapsed uterus. That whole birthing babies stuff can do some rearranging. I have some anxiety about the procedures, but doctor says better to deal with it at 67 than 87 and it isn't going to get better.

Further down, my knee is stupid, but all, and I mean each and every one of my doctors, say the knee, cholesterol, sugar, and life in general would be better if I lose the damn weight. Of course it is possible that my efforts on that caused some electrolyte issues. So more diet, maybe less walking and more swimming or biking to go easier on the body.

I'll do what it takes to turn this stuff around and get healthy. I know I am fortunate to have good doctors and nothing that isn't treatable. Thanks for listening. Just wanted to spill it out somewhere.