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I am still smiling over the very nice physical therapist I met with this week for my Prehab appointment. From their office in the medical building, it is a bit of a walk down a long corridor to the hospital admissions desk (for my scheduled tests). Not bad if you are in good shape but he was so concerned about me walking it and offered to take me in a wheelchair. I assured him I would be fine and do want to use my muscles as much as possible.
 
So, I went and had my tests and xrays and was trekking back to the medical building where I was parked. He came running out of the cafeteria where he was having lunch to offer me a ride again. Above and beyond!
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I am reminded of the rebuke from my d-i-l in Paris.    Occasionally people offered me a seat on the metro or bus.   I'd smile and say thank you, no.    She ranted, "You have EARNED that courtesy.   Take the GD seat!"

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4 hours ago, Steve R. said:

Yeah, well a nice 20-something woman got up and offered me a seat on the subway yesterday.  I said no thanks.  Now I think I'll move this post to the Depression thread. :classic_sad:

she just had home training, it's no reflection on your physical state

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5 hours ago, voyager said:

I am reminded of the rebuke from my d-i-l in Paris.    Occasionally people offered me a seat on the metro or bus.   I'd smile and say thank you, no.    She ranted, "You have EARNED that courtesy.   Take the GD seat!"

I must look old enough now, because I've gotten seats offered to me on BART.  I always take them. 😉

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I maybe already told this but in one of the heatwaves this summer I had a seat. A guy in his 20s gets on, not looking so good and stands near where I am sitting. After a few minutes he mumbles something I can’t quite hear. Then I make out “I think I am going to pass out.”

I have never given up a seat so fast. Dehydrated probably. 

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Thirty-five years ago, as a post-doc at UBC in Vancouver, I offered my seat on the bus to an elderly -- so he seemed to me at the time -- gent who indignantly refused. At the next stop a much younger-than-me and much-robuster-than-me woman got on and stood next to us. After a few minutes the old gent said loudly "Young men have no manners any more and don't offer seats to ladies." Wanting to avoid unpleasantness I offered her my seat. She declined it but offered it to the older guy. He took it.

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  • 3 weeks later...

My building finally got compost bins. It's such a pleasure being able to go downstairs dropping it off rather than having to walk to one of the bin on the street. And to think I used to bring my compost on the subway and bring it to the Union Square Greenmarket.

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I read an article yesterday about the immunotherapies that have helped give him a good life for nine years since his melanoma induced brain cancer diagnosis. Fascinating (and amazing).

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Whatever else is happening, I have tickets for Hinds and Kayla Farrish, a reservation for Foxface and I will get away for a week, probably New Orleans, so fall 2024 may not be so bad. Hopefully.

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Mostly that I wanted to do a stint in rehab since I'd have had to be alone with many, many stairs if I came straight home. No one felt comfortable with that and especially since my blood pressure kept dropping and I'd get a bit dizzy. So, insurance took forever to approve the rehab, but finally got it done. Short stay in rehab until my sister could be here with me when I got home. She lives in Topeka and still works. She can work remotely much of the time but has occasional meetings and classes to teach. We're working to get things moved around and set up so that I can do on my own when necessary. 

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Ah, stairs. I do not have to contend with any (and I also can take the bus to PT). I'm impressed that your insurance covered such a long hospital stay. I could've stayed overnight after my hip replacements, but I was definitely getting kicked out on day two.

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  • 2 weeks later...

Days in New York. Beautiful weather. Did a bunch of things downtown including buying cheese at Essex Street. Bought a ticket for a concert in Barcelona. Went to Book Culture. Had drinks with a friend at Hamilton’s Whiskey Bar (where we discussed living in the city v. the suburbs where she is currently stranded).

On the way to buy fried chicken, unexpectedly walked into a comedy show at Oh! Craft (not for the first time). Came home, ate chicken, watched the Yankees ruin the season for fans still wearing gross racist hats and sweaters.

Think I’ll take it easy tomorrow.

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