Up until recently I have always enjoyed what I considered to be reasonably good health. Admittedly, the blood clots in 2009 threw me for a loop. I wasn’t expecting that, but once I had recovered I felt pretty good so when this year’s annual check-up revealed high calcium levels in the blood it came as something of a surprise to learn, after several blood tests and scans, that I had a silent stalker, namely significant osteoporosis and something called hyperparathyroidism. Go figure!
I had no idea that all this was going on inside me. I felt fine! So it was a difficult call to make. Should I go ahead and have the recommended surgery or leave well alone. For better or worse, after much soul-searching and weighing up the pros and cons, I decided to go ahead and have the op on Tuesday.
Things apparently went very well. The surgeon seemed pleased with the results and if I hadn’t had rather an unpleasant reaction to the anesthetic I probably would have gone home the same day. As it was, I languished in hospital overnight and was sent home the next day.
Naturally there have been some severe restrictions on my activities for the past couple of days and taking short walks around the garden has me itching to get back to work, pulling weeds and tidying things up. No! Must not!
So what do you do when you can’t get your hands dirty, get down on your knees and get in amongst the flowers? Why, you take pictures of them, of course! Hopefully in another week or so I’ll be back to somewhat normal.
Despite a gloomy start to Spring, the weather has improved considerably this past week, and things are finally coming back to life in the garden. In fact, life has moved at such a pace recently that the daffodils came and went before we had time to really appreciate them. The tulips, however, are just starting to show what they can do.
I spotted my arch-nemesis, the rabbit, outside the kitchen window the other day. He was evidently working on the assumption that if he couldn’t see me, I couldn’t see him. Not so, my furry friend! I’ve got my eye on you! (note to self; get out there and spray coyote widdle on the lilies.)
At least the azalea and tulipa tarda seem to be safe from this marauding muncher. Lilies appear to be his favorite snack which is why they get my special attention at this time of year.
In all the years that we’ve lived here, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a chipmunk in our garden. Plenty of other things have paid us a visit; ground squirrels, raccoons, skunks, possums, squirrels and rabbits to name but a few, but never a chipmunk, until now. He may just be passing through, so I made sure to get quite a few shots of him for the picture files.
Ducks have always been regular diners here and they showed up the other day to see what was on offer. They polished off all the bird seed that was on the ground and a few crusts of bread then waddled away to see what the neighbors were serving.