I haven’t been to Niagara Falls in years, one of the main reasons was the crowds (something I am not a big fan of being disabled, easily bumped by others, and knocked down). So when my friend Suzanne was visiting me, and had travelled fourteen hours by plane, I figured I would just have to suck it up and deal with my crowd issues. We arrived in Niagara Falls before lunch, giving us plenty of time to walk from the parking lot located at the end of the falls, to the Skylon Tower where we were to have lunch.
The last time I was in the Skylon Tower was on my honeymoon ~ some twenty-eight years ago, it was night, and you really couldn’t see much. This time, we had a beautiful sunny day, so when we were seated in the restaurant, and luckily enough to have a window seat with a direct view of the falls, the scene was spectacular. Well in the restaurant, staff does not bother you as you snap picture after picture.
After lunch we took the elevator up to the observation deck, where you are outside, protected by a grill, that is large enough for your camera to fit through, enabling you to snap even more dramatic images.
After lunch we spent time walking and exploring the area, buying souvenirs, and of course taking more pictures.
I highly recommend you visit Niagara Falls at least once in your lifetime, you certainly will not be disappointed.
This past Friday, I had surgery on my big toe to remove two ingrown nails. Gross, right? I will not argue with that description at all. The surgery itself is not all that painful, except for the two initial needles to freeze the toe. That hurts. Basically the surgery entails cutting a good portion of both sides of the nail. After the nail is trimmed the doctor puts quite a bit of gauze in the sides of the nail to stem the bleeding. The toe is wrapped and I am sent home with instructions not to do any walking for the next couple of days.
The next day I saw the nurse who would change the bandages. This is extremely painful! As instructed I took some codeine a half hour before seeing her. My husband being a very good sport, and having a strong stomach, attended the appointment with me. The initial bandages came off with no problems at all, and then it was time to remove the gauze the doctor had inserted in the nail bed. To say I screamed, swore loudly, and cried is an understatement. At one point, I had to ask the nurse to stop, the pain was just too much. She was wonderful with her attempts to be gentle (impossible), and the humorous distractions made by all. Eventually all the gauze was removed and my toe was again covered in bandages. (Thankfully there was only a tad of gauze put back in the nail bed).
One of the other instructions the doctor had given me, was not to get the nail wet for a few days. This would pose some difficulty when showering, until my husband spoke up, and suggested my toe wear a condom. The nurse thought it was a fabulous idea, the condom is sterile, and it would just roll over the toe. Me, well, awkward. Desperate for a shower though, I bit the bullet, dug out the package of unused condoms, and proceeded to cover up my toe.
After my shower, I unwrapped my toe from the condom (oh that brought back memories, not from unwrapping toes though, lol), to find that my husband was correct, the bandages on my toe were dry. Damn, now I had to tell him he was right. 😉