Monday, June 24, 2019

SHOT AT AND MISSED


To paraphrase Winston Churchill, "Nothing in life is so exhilarating as to be shot at and missed."  Ok he said "without result" but the exhilarating part is the important part.

Now as I have aged, I have been shot at several times and grazed with some scarring.  Cancer, heart disease and now COPD have shot at me but so far not mortally wounding me. I keep waking up and am pretty much the woman I have always been if a little creakier with more prescriptions lying around.

Then two weeks ago, I woke up with a really sore nose.  My glasses had been feeling uncomfortable for a couple of days but this was different. I got out my magnifying mirror to take a good look and was startled.

On the right side of my nose where my glasses rested was an open wound. It looked dreadful.  I put some antibiotic cream on it, moved my glassed down to the end of my nose and called my dermatologist for an appointment.

Before my appointment I was having lunch with my support group so I asked one of my friends who'd had a cancer removed from her nose, what to expect. She explained the procedure and I was encouraged.  I mean it would probably be expensive and painful with the skin grafts and all but she looked perfectly normal now. I felt better--I thought.

My dermatologist took a biopsy and sent me home with a slightly more painful
beezer. I waited but heard nothing.  A week went by so I called him. Nope, he hadn't heard from the labs yet.

Then ten days after the biopsy, I was called and told it was benign and not to worry.

I wasn't really aware how this had been weighing on me till the threat was gone. Yes Winston, exhilaration describes it. I had just been shot at and missed and I can't quit grinning. If there were a pill that could produce such a feeling, I would totally understand addiction.

As I explored the past couple of weeks I think the sore nose came from me reading in bed and falling asleep more than once with my glasses on causing the sore in the first place. Bad Patti. I will definitely be more careful in the future.

Ever been shot at and missed and felt that wonderful euphoria? It's almost worth it.

Monday, June 17, 2019

SHOW WITHIN THE SHOW


Don't be frightened. This may appear to be a sports post but honest, there is more going on here than just a game. We have drama folks.

You all know I love baseball but sometimes I am treated to something off the field that I find more interesting.

I follow the Marlins who are having a very sad year. Almost worst in all of baseball.  They have enough surprisingly good games to keep me interested but sometimes I need a bit more not to switch channels.

The Marlins do not have good attendance so there are often many empty seats. Thus the people who do attend, stand out.

To amuse myself on slow nights, I watch the people in the stands and make up stories about them.  The camera usually focuses on the batter so I get pretty familiar with the folks in the expensive season ticket seats behind home plate.

I have enjoyed watching this older couple who are always on the aisle behind the right hand batter.  They are a nice looking couple, have never missed a game and wear all the appropriate gear showing their loyalty to the Marlins.

They seem the perfect couple. Always engaged in conversation, laughing or pointing out a play.  I thought they were so sweet.  I have been watching Marlins games for years and they have been there for years. Almost as familiar as my next door neighbors.

Then one night, drama took over.  There had been some interesting action so I got into the game and had barely given the older couple an occasional glance.  When I did look for them again during a break in the action, the man was gone. Thinking food or potty run I gave it no thought.

It was several plays later that I noticed something else.  The wife ( I am assuming) was still by herself with a strange look on her face. She looked ticked off.  Then I noticed where he was.  He had moved across the aisle and was engaged in an animated conversation with a younger dark haired lady.

Was he hitting on her?  Was she a relative or friend and why was wifey so angry?  Wife pulled out her phone and started pounding on the keyboard. The game was no longer of interest to either of them.

If this was a cartoon, steam would have been steam coming out her ears.  He seemed to have only the lady he was talking to on his mind.

Maybe the strange woman was an ex, maybe his daughter from another marriage, maybe a possible replacement for angry wife, I had no idea.

A strange grey haired man eventually showed up towards the end of the game and sat next to the wife. Probably whom she texted when pounding on her phone.  Hubby? and girl continued to talk intently ignoring all else.

I got back into the game. When the game ended, the cameras were on the players, not the stands.  So I have no idea how this drama ended. Rats.

I have come up with several scenarios but have no idea what really happened. They have not come back to the park for several weeks. The seats remain empty for the first time in years.  They were still empty today.  It's kind of sad.

Are you a people watcher?  Would you have noticed?