Saturday, May 29, 2010
I always liked that word - vicissitudes. Ups and downs of life. Alternations, changes. Life as a roller coaster. And vicissitudes rarely come in the singular form - because they are the ups and downs, they come in sets.
Vicissitudes just sounds like such a nice, fancy, expensive, super-educated way of talking about life's ups and downs. Which of course makes it sound less down, LOL. I mean, if you went to HA-vahd or Oxford or something, how down could life be? Although when I told DH I liked the word "vicissitudes" he thought it only meant the downs - not the ups - I had to look it up to show him. He's like that - he's the down, slightly depressed one in the family. I'm the everlastingly-cheerful one. (The cat is our emotionless Vulcan, LOL)
I have no brilliant insights into the vicissitudes of life today - I'm tired, it's pouring rain out, there's been thunder and lightning, and the internet goes off when it gets too foggy. But we're snug and warm, we have food in the fridge, and I just bought a book I'd like to start reading and read all weekend.
I guess those are all part of the vicissitudes of life too.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Unfortunately, life isn't like medical drama tv shows. We don't have Dr. House who eventually gets his diagnosis right. We don't have an ER or Seattle Grace hospital who will find out our problem and deal with it within an hour.
We have doctors who poke, probe, stick, prod, take samples, test, and eventually, 5 days later, call to say they can't find anything wrong.
So what do we do, especially when we have symptoms that are included in the dire warning signs? I'm one of those people who believes in being pro-active about my health. I know my medical history, I know my medications and dosage amounts, I know what has gone wrong when, what side effects I've had, what side effects have lingered.
And I normally wait 3 days until I see a doctor, except under dire circumstances. Such as those dire warning signs. Blood in the urine, spotting blood (even 10 years after a hysterectomy), visible blood in the urine - these are dire warning signs, these are dire circumstances. So when I see the doctor, I don't want "we can't find anything" or "there isn't any sign of infection" or "it probably is an anomaly" - because when it happens occasionally, time and again, it isn't an anomaly. It's something wrong.
And I want to find a doctor who will find out what's wrong, so we can fix it now, before it becomes a BIG and unfixable problem.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
I wish I could figure out how to save the image from the Doppler weather map - it's quite impressive today. There's a band of heavy rain (yellow-orange-red) stretching from Central America across the Caribbean and over the Virgin Islands. We started with a 60% chance of rain today, moving to 90% chance of rain tomorrow.
It wasn't bad when we started this morning - the class voted to mix cement and tile for a while. My first two classes finished row H, and we even did four squares on row G.
But the rain came by the second class, so most of the students worked in the storeroom, organizing row F and putting the squares in numerical order. A few diehard students worked outside with me. Then class was over, and I finished the last two squares by myself, in the light rain. I've always felt that rain is the same water you bathe in, it's just colder. But I did manage to get soaked to the skin. Fortunately, I had my nice clothes in my office, dry and warm. After I cleaned up, I took off the soaking wet shirt and overalls and changed into dry clothes.
The rain has grown steadily heavier - my afternoon class will NOT be on the wall today, we're rained out. Just like a ball game. Not even a rain delay - tomorrow is due to be rainier. We're rained out until next week.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
I've taught next door to the same teacher for about 23 years now - and we've been friends for that long. We've gone on summer education trips together, shared rooms, shared clothes, she was my matron of honor, I was at her second wedding, we're just there for each other.
She took one look at me today, after my first two classes, and told me to go home. That she'd come get my last class of the day, set them up in the back of her room with a movie, and continue teaching her class. That I didn't look like my normal healthy and perky self, that I looked like I was still sick, and that I need to get back to bed.
I wasn't planning to take her up on it. But I've just eaten half my breakfast (it's almost 11 AM), and it isn't sitting well. I still have whatever made me feel ill on Monday and yesterday. I'm not over it.
So I think I'll give her a call, and slip away. And go take a shower and go back to bed. Because I really am starting to feel crummy.
Bleah. And I wanted to work on the mural today!!!!!!!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
This is getting monotonous!
I was just ready to blog, when the power went down. Not island-wide, we could see that town had lights. But our neighborhood, and the top of the hill across the valley, were both dark. Same feeder line. It seems to go down a lot.
You'd think, in the 21st century, a small island of 50K people could keep its lights on. For the entire island at the same time. Especially for what they charge for electric usage.
So we brushed our teeth by flashlight, washed our faces, and went to bed early. With the neighbor's generator rumbling loudly. Fortunately, the power came back on, the generator turned off, but I was still asleep by 9 PM. Which probably was a good thing.
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