Another weather day in the desert.  We got up in the morning and did exercise and then had to go to the doctor.  David is still dizzy, and unfortunately, the Dr says aside from what he was prescribed at the hospital, there isn’t anything to take for the dizziness.  He thinks that it may be a side effect from one or two of the medications he is on.  David didn’t like that answer.  Dr. Loftus said that he thought the best thing to do is get as much Physical Therapy as possible, and hopefully that will have an effect on the problem.  He also is having the nurse clean the wax out of his ears, and who knows, that may do something.

When we left the Dr’s office, the wind was something fierce and there was a sandstorm that had reduced visibility quite a lot.  Then, on our way to the Stroke Recovery Center, the thunder started up.  We had an appointment to get a gym orientation at the SRC, and that went very well.  The radio was playing and every once in a while (between Tony Bennet and Frank Sinatra songs) there was an emergency broadcast about the flash floods that were expected in the desert.  It was stirring up and the mountains looked quite ominous again today.  The gym has lots of machines to work on and David is anxious to get started.

Then, home and picked up some sandwiches at Aspen Mills.  David was exhausted by the time we got home, so he went to bed, and I ate and then took a nap.  Didn’t sleep well last night, so I needed it and was out for a couple of hours, I think.  I woke up when I heard the plate hit the counter in the kitchen.  I wanted to see if David was eating out of the refrigerator, but he wasn’t, he was standing at the counter.  He couldn’t carry the plate to the table, so was going to stand and eat.  I helped get him settled at the table.

By the time I woke up, things had settled down outside, and the sky was relatively clear.  We decided to head out for a walk, and we drove to the walkway along the wash, rather than just take our normal walk down the block.  It was much nicer and the path is wider and has fewer obstacles to deal with.  It is also nice to see the view and watch the stream that appears when there is rain.  It is all very green now after a couple of days of rain.

Then home and we watched some TV – the rest of SYTYCD, two more Breaking Bad, the blog and book.  We are reading about the father of geology now, Mr. Hutton, who seems to have been a jolly fellow (unlike the two more recent examples of irritating genius) but, through thankfully very short examples, had no gift for writing.  He seems to have been almost as well known for his boring and incomprehensible writing style as for his insight.  Fortunately, he had a colleague who was able to translate his work into a palatable style after his death, and who gave him most of the credit.