This week has been stressful even though it seems as if everything turned out okay; my mom had an "episode" on Tuesday wherein she lost the vision in one eye for about ten minutes. Despite my being available due to summer break, she didn't feel the need to tell me anything about it until Tuesday evening, after she had already been to a couple of doctors. This meant I only got partial information, as she can't always hear everything and my dad can't remember everything. And neither of them write anything down. She had a CT scan on Wednesday as well as an artery ultrasound, and both of those were favorable. I am going with her to see her GP on Monday and the ophthalmologist on Tuesday, so hopefully will get caught up as to what's going on. I did talk to a nurse friend who said it's entirely possible this was a very small clot that has already broken up and won't happen again, so that's what I'm hoping. My mom, despite being 76 years old, has low blood pressure and isn't on any medication other than thyroid, which she's been on since her twenties. She is as healthy as the proverbial horse, and still exercises regularly.
I've decided to take it easy and have been treating myself generously and with great care. I've been to the beach on lovely days, spent some time at the library, which has led to lots of reading, and saw Love and Friendship at the Naro with a friend. I wound this gorgeous skein of Yowza from Miss Babs that I bought at Rhinebeck in 2014, and cast on for Brickless.
I ate a frozen yogurt by myself on the sidewalk outside of the movie theater.
I also ate a fabulous sweet potato biscuit loaded with peanut butter and fresh strawberry jam from a place called Handsome Biscuit, again by myself. Why is it that eating out alone feels decadent?
I treated myself to a mani-pedi and chose sparkly purple polish.
Sweet, sweet girl. Have a lovely week.