I think better lying down!!  Maybe 'cos blood flows better to the brain like that!
Thought: having these holes in my brain is like having a lot of tiny strokes, right?  So... people overcome disabilities caused by strokes by learning to use different parts of their brain (I think - must check that). SO I need to work REALLY hard at maths, language, learning names etc, because these are the difficulties I am having caused by my mini-strokes (i.e. the holes). As hard as people work at physiotherapy after a stroke to get walking and talking again. Right??

Great day today!!    A productive morning at Pd.  I took my new "nordic" poles with me (and bloody well forgot them there!!), met a man called Mauro with a dog called Maria from Cma and a house in O.  Did some work  - trimmed grass around the four vines (one and produced some red grapes , small but very tasty) - next year I'd really like to get those vines going because they would be worth it. Raked grass into piles but didn't move it .  Will do tomorrow.  Talked to Fr about mating L..a with F P's pony stallion, but tonight while looking up whether L..a might have foaling problems, realised that the result would be a hinny and not a mule!!  Apparently they are much rarer for various reasons, including that the prospective parents may not want to mate!
Then did the washing at the launderette.  After quick lunch, it was already 2.30pm but nevertheless, I decided it was worth risking not being able to make it to both my objectives before closing time and off I set with R to San P in M. Such a lovely day - perfect September weather. As usual, Italian roadsigns useless, but ended up driving the car higher up than where the actual beginning of the walk was but that was all to the good as it saved time.  After a short walk along a path, came out onto he official mule track, a well-laid one too. The last 15 minutes was steepish, going up in series of steps.  As I reached the top I heard a helicopter approaching, and discovered it was E..K!  giving lifts to people.  Obviously there'd been a festa up there, which explains why so many people were there. The place is far bigger than I thought.  Then back down as fast as possible to go to C to see the Villa d P botanic garden, which turned out to be uninteresting.  At this point I was thinking, I'm on a roll, good luck is on my side today, so let's see if P is in.  And after an ice-cream, I arrived at her place... and she was!! She is the sweetest most generous person ever. Her husband M r i also came. Their daughter is stunning. We agreed we would meet for lunch. Definitely.  No-one can ever leave empty-handed  so I was presented with four packets of strawberry-flavoured biscuits from Tunisia!!  Back home for supper.  I de-frosted a pizza al trancio, then discovered Sam was also de-frosting one.  On enquiring whether he wanted his baking in the oven, he said it was "schifo" because of the green stuff on it.  I explained this was origano but he of course wouldn't accept it.  SO I re-froze it for another time, though I admit mine wasn't as nice as the other pizza al trancio that I've had.  Must have got a different flavour by accident, not having realised different flavours existed!!

To tell Doctor B:  numb patch and pain in left shoulder
pee trouble in the summer

Got the results of my latest scan.  Hmmmm, now I know why I place objects too close to the edges of tables, worktops, and knock things off with regularity.  Also, why simple calculations seem very difficult. All down to damage to the Corpus Callosum.  I wonder if I can overcome these effects by consciously retraining my brain?? Perhaps I should Google for websites providing practice in maths.  My researches also threw up evidence for what I had long suspected, and that was that the two periods of peculiar strong heartbeats that I had could well have been caused by lesions to the brain stem which controls, vital body functions such as heartbeat rate, breathing etc.  Which makes me wonder, somewhat alarmingly, if one could actually die of MS if the lesions in one's brainstem were sufficiently serious to interfere with bodily functions.    Now I've found my blog again, I swear to write something every day, since I forget my life so quickly.  I life in a constant state of Mindfulness - the past is a closed book and the future a misty nebulous space.  Yes, forgetting the past tends to make one cheerful because otherwise one would be tempted to dwell on failures, griefs and mistakes. On other topics, O sends us lots of baby-spam and today she sent the most beautiful photo of herself and M.  S has put it as a screensaver on my phone, though this has obliterated Susy's picture.
Yesterday was such fun at the Danza Moderna.  Average age of other participants: 7!!Felt it in my legs this morning though!  Decided Nordic walking would be a great way to build strength for Back country skiing. Practiced the technique going up to Paradiso.  Tomorrow I'll make myself two sticks to use.  Must remember to take a billhook. (Accidentally discovered a page in "the history of the world in 100 objects about billhooks while trying to find the English term for it!!)