I have about half the lung capacity of the average woman of my age and weight. Soooooooo Yet another reason for not going outside. This morning, coming home from the pool, the air looked so bad that I rolled* up the windows and gave up on the morning breeze. The problem I have is that I can't tell, until it's too late, whether there's a problem on not. When I breath in bad stuff, it feels just like good stuff for about maybe 5 minutes and then I start the worst coughing imaginable. Dry, can't-get-my-breath-can't-stop-coughing hacking that feels horrible and sounds worse and won't stop. So rather than take a chance, I'll be staying inside today, thankyouverymuch.
It's fine. There's no place I really need to go outside this building anyway.
And in other Old People Falling Apart news, I upped my aspirin intake in hopes of shrinking my swollen foot (on the outside chance that it really is a blood clot). As a reward, my foot is still swollen but now I have a new blood bruise on my hand (and no memory of doing anything to cause it). Nice.
Our mayoral race here in Seattle had its primary this week. The top two vote getters go to the actual election for mayor in the fall. Right now, the top 4 vote getters are all women. I have to say that this really delights me. It will be a lovely change - I hope - from the mayoral mistakes that we had recently. My preferred candidate is holding the number 2 slot but only 66% of the votes have been counted so far.
Today's plans include... the condo security meeting at 10 and then the baseball game at 5. In between will be some sewing, some eating, some TV, some just piddling around. At least that's what's on the drawing board now.