Last Tuesday I got my first COVID-19 Pfizer shot. It went very smoothly. My shot giver was a pediatrician who felt bogged down by all the stuff she had to fill out on her iPad. She assured me that giving the shot was the least of her concerns. She was right. She was a good shot giver. It was over in a nonce and after my 15 minute waiting period I got my Government of Ontario Health slip and I was on my way out the door.
Skip met me in the parking lot and we did a littledance. No tears like after he got his shot, though. It was actually rather anti-climactic. We then picked up celebratory kebab salads at our favourite Afghani restaurant and went home for dinner.My shiny, new iPhone 12 Pro arrived the next day. The transfer from my iPhone 6 to the 12 was as simple as could be. Basically both phones get turned on and when the setup prompt comes up on the new phone, it says to have a wifi connection and hold near the old phone. Then everything thing is transferred over - photos, apps, emails, everything. I didn't even back the old phone up on my laptop first. Then I transferred the little SIM card to the new iPhone with the little tool that came with. I had not yet ordered a case so was being very careful while using the new iPhone.
Now that the SIM card is in the new iPhone, the old one still functions perfectly as an iPod Touch. I have to be careful with the screen and will continue to keep something over it like cling wrap, etc but can use it to listen to podcasts etc.
Since the new iPhones no longer ship with Bluetooth ear buds, I ordered a dongle (adapter) that has dual inputs - one for the corded earphone jack and the other for a lightning charger. Strangely the new iPhones do ship with a cable with a USB-C on one end and a lightning end on the other. I only have one charger that has a USB-C so it won't be used a lot.
Friday was our expedition into The Big City for another of Skip's biopsies. Because of our stay-at-home order, traffic was very light, especially leaving the city at rush hour on a sunny, Friday afternoon. So there was that. We picked up takeout salads at Subway on the way home.
I had a nice videochat on Monday with my sorority sisters who are located in Toronto, the greater Toronto area, Colorado, and Texas. We've been meeting via Zoom on the second Monday of the month. It's great to keep in touch.
I found a cute rucksack pattern for Daisy and quickly whipped one up for her.
She's ready to go on a hike.
This morning I finished the Kaffe Fassett striped socks.
They are very photogenic, don't you think?
And they're very cozy.
On Tuesday I stopped in at Marilyn's to deliver her birthday gifts. We had a lovely, socially-distanced chat in her garage. I also mailed one of my sorority sisters/fellow UWO FoM classmates two pairs of my hand-knit socks for her chilly feet.
We were supposed to go into The Big City tomorrow for Skip's next procedure but we got a call this morning that the surgeon was not going to be available and it was rebooked for next Friday. With our ICUs overflowing with COVID patients, doctors are being redeployed but last Friday the surgeon assured Skip that he would still be doing his microsurgery.
ICU medicine is a highly specialized area. I'm not sure how doctors and specialists in other areas can be redeployed without the specialized training. We are in big trouble here in Ontario with the third wave, 3 of the variants, accelerating infection rate, and short supply of COVID vaccine.
We are all tired of the confinement. Fortunately, with the nicer weather, we can meet outdoors in groups of 5 or less still socially distancing.
Yesterday I ran a couple of errands in Port Perry. I dropped our tax stuff off to be done and purchased some lettuce plants for Skip's cold frame. While I was in the area I visited one of my fellow Shuttlebug members for a porch visit. After my errands I bought a sandwich and pop for the drive home so I'd be ready for my Wednesday afternoon Zoom chat with my stitcherly friends.
So that brings us up to date at our humble hacienda. Now I'm going to pick out the yarn for my next pair of socks.
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