Out for dinner

 Ned's friend Adrian's band was giving a concert at Sudwerk last night and we went to listen to the music and to have dinner.

If there was any event that made me realize how bad I've become this was it.  Ned parked right by the handicap access and had to help me out of the car because I couldn't get my legs out.  Then walking with my walker to a table took forEVer.  We finally got to a table and I sat in my walker (because I couldn't get into the bench at the table).  Walt ordered us dinner -- mushroom burgers and fries.  The plate arrived and the fried covered it and I knew I couldn't eat them.  I also didn't think I could finish the burger, so cut it in half to bring the other half home.

But even eating the half burger was difficult but I struggled to finish it.  My voice was very weak and I couldn't  talk to anybody because nobody could hear me.  The concert was about 2 hours long, but I was fading after an hour.  I enjoyed the rest of the music, but really just wanted to go home and be in my recliner.

We finally left and it took me forever to get to the car.  I had to stop several times to rest.  Then Ned had to get me in the car because I couldn't lift my legs high enough to get into the car.

When Harris gave her big speech on the elipse the other day, she talked about how she wanted to make Medicare cover older people and it made me think about how blessed we are  to have Ned living with us and willing to do so much to take care of me.  If Ned didn't live here, I don't know what I would do.

But I do know that unless I have a wheelchair, I won't go to another Adrian concert!