In the garden

My MRI has been rescheduled for next week. My neurologist has prescribed something I can take to help me deal with my claustrophobia.

Keep in mind that I can’t wear my hearing aids in the MRI. That means nobody can talk me through it. I do meditate and it can be a great help in some cases – but alone, in a confined space where you can’t hear anybody and your arthritis is screaming . . . some things are just too big to fight alone.

Tomorrow morning Dear Old Dad is going to run me out to visit a sick friend. Then the whole family is going to work together on our new garden. I have been wanting to do this for years, but I was just too sick. Now that I am back to fighting trim I can sink my hands into the soil and plant flowers, herbs and vegetables. I just have to pace myself so that I don’t get myself sick all over again.

in the midst of all this Dear Old Dad and I are busy planning for The Maryland Folk Musicians Retreat. We have great workshops scheduled and a really exciting banjo building round table discussion. As jam-packed as the retreat is, there is always room for more. If you know an instructor or a luthier who would like to be part of the event, have them contact us. Call (410) 968-3873 and leave a message for Dear Old Dad.

The Daily Frail will return next week with a few breaks here and there as I go through more tests as my neurologist tries to figure out what to do about my chronic migraine headaches. At some point I’ll have to wear a 24 hour EEG. I’ll try to film a workshop while I am wired up.

Until next week, be sure to practice the basics!
Goodbye and God bless,