And the needle went straight in my eye…

The headline you see is true.  And it happened to me yesterday. Let me explain. Last week, I went to my optician, Dr. Gessoo, to check my eyeglass prescription and get a new pair of glasses.  I went through the battery of tests – read the bottom line, does this look sharper one or two,…

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My shoes may cost 1½ times more than your shoes…

Just wanted to give everybody an update on my mobility.  I recently started moving away from the walking boot on my left leg, and am wearing my pre-surgery shoes more and more these days. In the next couple of weeks, I will be fitted with an orthotic for my left shoe, which should allow me…

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The Snowstorm and the Franken-boot

It’s Thursday morning.  I’ve been under convalescence for the past three weeks.  My brooken foot has survived surgery, and now it’s time for rehabilitation. During this time, I’ve lived like a virtual hermit in my home.  With my left leg wrapped in a gauzy splint, I was barely able to make it to the bathroom…

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I miss Henry’s Meat Market in Waterford…

I stumbled across Henry’s Meat Market in Waterford a few years ago, essentially by accident.  I was hungry and looking for new eateries in the vicinity of the Town and Village of Green Island … and all of a sudden, I found this little mom-and-pop butcherie in a small strip mall just over the Route…

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Little Silver Miracles, and why I’m not taking them

On the way home from surgery Monday, I needed to stop at my pharmacy and pick up some pain medication. And two days after my surgery, the pain medication is still in its little prescription bottle. I won’t take the pills. Let me explain why. The pain pills are in the pharmacological classification known as…

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After Monday morning… Surgery Day…

4:00 a.m.   Cab arrives to pick me up at my house. It’s Surgery Day.   Crack of morn. Today is the day when I stop walking around with a broken foot … and begin walking around with a recovering foot. 4:30 a.m.  I arrive at Albany Medical Center.  My surgery is first thing in the morning. …

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“These numbers might not be good enough for surgery…”

I had expected this gall for days.  Prior to my foot surgery next week, I was to receive a call from an intake nurse who would ask me several questions about my medical history (past and current), to make sure I was healthy enough for surgery (ha ha, healthy enough for surgery – if I…

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