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Monday, September 4th, 2023 08:35 pm There seems no rhyme or reason to my owies, but I might hazard a guess that yesterday I hurt because it was so humid and today I didn't because it was so dry. And dry it was when I ventured out after four, solid summer heat like the French countryside from childhood, and the smell of vegetation like that too. Pleasant to be inside in the cool and pleasant to be out in the warm.
Also, after canvassing all drugstores within walking distance and not finding ankle braces in my size anywhere, I had recourse to the mighty river which sent me a velcro brace in very short order ie yesterday, poor delivery guys. Sitting on the porch when I went to close the door in the wet facecloth mug of yesterday afternoon. Tried it on when I went out today and not only does it stabilize my ankle, it seems to stabilize the whole right leg as well. Since the right leg is now the weak one with the panging knee, this is straight good news. So I am pleased.
One of my ebook holds was a Marcus Didio Falco, private Roman eye (reference to an ancient but locally famous comedy skit, Rinse the Blood Off My Toga. "My name is Flavius Maximus, private Roman eye." Contains the classic line, where Flavius goes into a bar and asks for a martinus. Bartender: You mean a martin*i*. Flavius: If I want two, I'll ask for them.) I'm not a fan of the Romans by and large, but as historical fiction goes it's miles better than most of the medieval ones I've read, and as it's my first, if she has the same tropes in all her books (as Brother Cadfael does) I don't know what they are. Since tomorrow will be 32C again, I shall sit happily in the fan and finish it off.
Also, after canvassing all drugstores within walking distance and not finding ankle braces in my size anywhere, I had recourse to the mighty river which sent me a velcro brace in very short order ie yesterday, poor delivery guys. Sitting on the porch when I went to close the door in the wet facecloth mug of yesterday afternoon. Tried it on when I went out today and not only does it stabilize my ankle, it seems to stabilize the whole right leg as well. Since the right leg is now the weak one with the panging knee, this is straight good news. So I am pleased.
One of my ebook holds was a Marcus Didio Falco, private Roman eye (reference to an ancient but locally famous comedy skit, Rinse the Blood Off My Toga. "My name is Flavius Maximus, private Roman eye." Contains the classic line, where Flavius goes into a bar and asks for a martinus. Bartender: You mean a martin*i*. Flavius: If I want two, I'll ask for them.) I'm not a fan of the Romans by and large, but as historical fiction goes it's miles better than most of the medieval ones I've read, and as it's my first, if she has the same tropes in all her books (as Brother Cadfael does) I don't know what they are. Since tomorrow will be 32C again, I shall sit happily in the fan and finish it off.
