Hurry Up and Wait.
That seems to be the case for now. A three-month checkup which was to happen Monday the 13th with the surgeon, Dr. Moore has run into a snag, not of my making. So it's the waiting part that became apparent today with the rescheduling of a couple of things. I was looking forward to a Pet Scan Monday to determine the cancer health of the surgery site. It was scheduled at I U North. Yesterday I was informed that I U North doesn't do that kind of scan. So...the next available date at Methodist Hospital is Sept 29th. Then I needed to reschedule Dr. Moore's visit which was also on the 13th. The first available date for the Dr. visit is Nov. 2nd. . Woo...that's really a stretch. These original appointments were scheduled 3 months ago. So I guess the hurry-up part is really gone and the wait is front and center. Health appointments are really interesting these days. So as of today, I'm assuming that all is well unless I hear differently. I'm OK with that.
You might remember the song, Trust and Obey for there's no other way. I'm centering on the trust part.
This morning I continued with a 15-minute clean-up until I heard the garbage truck rumble down the street. That guy is certainly helpful. Then it was patio and afternoon nap time. Little by little, the fall clean-up job continues to happen. A few days ago I worked on the hosta patch on the north side of the house. My favorite Sum and Substance Hosta is better than ever. I've told Doug that if we ever have a hail storm, I expect him to stand over that hosta with an umbrella. It's beautiful and I haven't held him to it. And it's doing a great job of surviving all by itself.. So here it is.
The whole plant measures 6 feet across with some of the leaves being at least a foot in length. It's beautiful.
I gave a start to our Michigan son Jared/Kimmy last year. Two leaves came up this year but I said...Watch out...Next year it will leap. Every year it will be more beautiful than the year before.
The hostas have been beautiful this year with at least 90% avoiding the nibble of the deer. They are in shade most of the time. A perfect spot for them.
The rain is reviving the flowers. The snapdragons are thinking about a rebloom.
The garden continues to be my resting place when the clippers are not working.
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