On Tuesday last week, I saw a therapist. I don't know who referred me, and I was curious. As it turned out, our city or some entity thereof received a grant for the purpose of providing therapy, mental and emotional, for people with diabetes.
This really impressed me. It seems to me that people in general take diabetes far too lightly, like it's a nothing disease.
All you have to do is manage it, I've heard.
Yeah, right, ever so easy.
Of course it isn't.
So I was happy to go and learn what this was all about. As it turned out, I really liked the therapist and could talk to her about anything I wanted, not just diabetes. I did, I talked about the recent cloud on my horizon: lung disease, oxygen, breathing.
I even made her laugh out loud. Which made me feel good. I will see her again. Her name is Terry and I really like her.
Then I went to the post office. See the man coming out the door? He wasn't there when I started to lift my phone for the picture, so he's a mistake. But he gave me the evil eye as he approached, as if I were stalking him or something.
I love trains and never mind waiting for them to pass at a railroad crossing.
I drove around for awhile, looking for trees with pretty fall colors. They don't look quite as strong and good as in previous years. Maybe it's too dry. But I found some, these are in our Albertsons parking lot.
Many pretty trees on this street.
It was fun driving around taking pictures. I think I will give up on phone pictures and maybe get a little point and shoot camera, something light. I have a camera, but it's heavy and for me a bit complicated. I only want to take what we used to call snapshots. Quick and easy ones.
A street view with a large tree on the corner. Our town has many beautiful, large trees everywhere. So different from the canyon.
Before I drove back home, I decided to stop at the Dollar Tree store, where I haven't been since the pandemic began. I was curious to see if everything was still a dollar.
On that note, I will end this and wish you all a happy day.
