I went to the doctor this morning. Nothing specific - just needed an Rx filled and they said they needed to touch base with me before that. Not a problem. Just a weigh-in (LOST 10 pounds - don't know how that happened - unless all that walking in Europe), BP check (130/70), chest listening, and chat. We really do like our family doctor and feel that he takes very good care of us. He's very conservative and doesn't order lots of unnecessary tests or meds, but is quick to refer us to a specialist if it's needed. He noticed a jump in John's PSA value over a year's time, and referred him to the urologist. And, of course, this got the prostate cancer diagnosed and treated at a very early stage.
We got our usual good workout at swimming this morning. Our instructor loves to work us hard and get our heart rates up and to forget about the cold water.
I enjoy talking to a friend from the swim class this evening. She's been in NYC helping to take care of her new (and first) grandbaby. She just wanted to chat and let us know what she's been doing. Her daughter and son-in-law are getting ready to open a coffee shop. A plug for any readers in Queens - watch for Espresso 77, at 77th St. and 37th Ave. It'll be a good one.
I hated missing going to Studio 2 this morning - I can't remember the last time we were in town and I didn't go on a Friday. I'll have to make up for it and talk more when I'm there next week. And maybe even paint more. That would be a good thing. When Vicki gets her co-op gallery going, I'm going to have to be more productive, to have new paintings to show. Betsy called tonight and said she enjoyed seeing photos of my paintings. I just thought - I have photos of paintings that no longer exist. One of the joys (or curses) of acrylic painting is that it can be painted over (and over, and over). I may look at something and decide it just doesn't work, and I'm just as likely to completely cover it with new paint and start again. Always interesting!
Today's photo is an artist sketching on the Charles Bridge in Prague.
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