Mudcat Café message #3996067 The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #165433   Message #3996067
Posted By: Charmion
12-Jun-19 - 09:13 AM
Thread Name: De-clutter & Fitness: House, job, life 2019 - 2020
Subject: RE: De-clutter & Fitness: House, job, life - 2019
Emerging from the latest bout of bronchitis, I am finally energetic enough to Get Stuff Done. Yesterday, I finally added the accumulation of new CDs to our iTunes library, the better to play them on our space-age stereo that talks to the computer by Wifi. I also finally sorted out the Glory Hole in order to move the accumulation of excess art away from the window, where old water streaks on the concrete wall tell a story of damp due to drainage issues.

But most important was the expedition to the Kitchener-Waterloo Urgent Care Clinic to see a doctor. It's a round trip of more than 80 kilometres, with a guaranteed wait of hours, plural, in a room crowded with people just as sick as I, if not sicker, and contagious at that. If I go alone, I have to be strong enough to drive all the way there and back -- no minor consideration. Himself is eager to be chauffeur, but his time is not all his own; KW is most efficient first thing in the morning, exactly when bail court kicks off.

I was slowly recovering on my own, without antibiotics or Prednisone, but on Sunday I got an email from the choir director asking me to join the party going to Kingston next week to sing at St. George's Cathedral -- not enough capable altos had volunteered. I was coughing up hockey pucks at the time and sleeping badly if at all, but I'm a sucker for a flat-up appeal so I had to get rid of the plague faster than Mother Nature could manage without chemical assistance. Hence, a visit to Civilian Sick Parade was in order.

I made the trip successfully, got the dope (lots of dope), and attended rehearsal despite the continuing coughing fits and chest discomfort. Much to my surprise, I could actually sing, and quite well if a bit weakly. The acoustic in the old Presbyterian church where we were practising made the cough sound like the corps guns at Vimy, but I felt better after than I had in a couple of weeks.

The sun is shining in Perth County today and the air is like wine -- one of those June days that makes poets wax poetic. The magnolias are finished blooming, but the lilacs are still in full flush and the aroma wafts bewitchingly about. Best of all, the wind is blowing the agricultural effluvia away from Stratford for once, so our noses are avoiding that fact of life today.