Raindrops are falling on my head..inside

RAIN DROPS ARE FALLING ON MY HEAD.

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

It was brought to my attention that I have not written here since Thanksgiving. Too busy, what with the choir concert at the beginning of December and trying to avoid the sinus cold that finally caught up with me while visiting the doctor on Friday for a consultation and a flu shot. Well, I got the consultation, but not the shot. Instead I have antibiotics and nasal spray.

Then on Monday I went for my quarterly appointment with my endocrinologist. I discovered that even though she had moved her office further away from me by leaving 13 and Hayes for 17 and Mound, that I now have three doctors located on the 16 Mile Road corridor. Yesterday I visited all three of them! First the endocrinologist, then my primary doctor to figure out a problem with the pharmacy and to pick up some papers for the first doctor. Then to my chiropractor, Dr. Riffel where I had a drive by appointment to make up for the one I had inadvertently missed when I was sick last week. I like that. Three trips on a busy road all condensed into one.

The endo doctor noticed that my legs were swollen. I had never had that happen before. Could be the Actos that I have been taking for several months. Could be related to the stiff left ventricle in my echocardiogram. That could be bad, but we are waiting to see if the condition continues. I notice today that it is going down. Perhaps I dodged a bullet.

This morning as sick as I felt, I had to get myself in order quickly to take care of a household problem. Water dripping from the fan in my second floor bathroom. Hence the title of this entry. Well, the water dripped for a while, probably from the roof and a leaky flashing around the bathroom vent pipe.

The joy of condo living is that the condo association takes care of all outside repairs. Bob was already over here and he removed the cover of the fan, getting wet in the process and exposing a lot of dust and dirt. When I feel a little better I shall clean that up. We also removed the downstairs fan covered. No water, no dust. Interesting. Bob thinks that hairspray and steam from showers in the upstairs bath is the difference.

The building contractor who does our condo work is coming tomorrow afternoon to check out the attic. I will have to empty the closet to give hime room for the ladder. And put Toast in the garage so he doesn’t follow him up the ladder. You know how cats are about high places.