Shortly after noon. You had an excellent
trip West. You drove through Garden of the Gods twice and took the cog rail to
the 12,000 foot mark where snow prevented you going the last 2,000 feet; the
group went out to eat at a different restaurant everyday; enjoyed the drama of
the mountains and valleys as well as stopped to take pictures of a herd of
mountain sheep along the road. Both the Truman and Eisenhower Presidential
Libraries/Museums were well put together and worth the trip on their own
merits. All that, and you had a good time with old friends. – Amorella
1240
hours. The computer glitch appears fixed; however, I don’t know how. I found
two great articles discussing reality and posted them on my FB page. One was
from Edge and the other from BBC. Both made my Monday morning. It has been good
to be home and sleep in one’s own bed for a couple nights.
This
afternoon you both had a Graeter’s kid’s cup treat. You spent part of the
afternoon taking online audio tests for an ear check. Turns out you have
problems in both ears and you are not too happy about what you have known for
quite a while. Carol has been watering the grass. – Amorella
1830
hours. While with the group I noticed (more than not) that I was not easily
picking up on the conversation – that is, I had to listen very closely because
some of the words were not coming through clearly with eight people around the
dining room table or scattered about in the living room. This was brought to my
attention early on when I saw one of our friends wearing a hearing aid. Alas,
is this what old age is, our senses are being whittled down slowly but
progressively. So, I have been studying the various devices available and will
call the doctor in the morning for a recommendation for an official ‘testing’.
Also, tomorrow I have physical therapy for my left hip and I need to call Larry
about their coming, possibly as early as Wednesday, to work on the master bath.
I did not have much trouble with the hip but the altitude bothered me a bit in
Woodland Park where we stayed (8,600 feet). At 12,000 I noted little problems,
nor at 10,000 except when I climbed a flight of stairs. The real problem was in
La Paz and on the taxi trip to Puno; then again at Cuzco at 8,000 some feet. Some
bodily systems don’t change, others do obviously. We saw the mountain sheep at
11,000 feet on the way from Crooked Creek back to Divide. We had to look up the
differences between mountain sheep and mountain goats. I thought they were goats
and I was wrong. All the sheep were wild but tagged. That was a surprise
highlight.
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