Thought I would share what most of my weekends involve. I think I will get a new shirt to wear on the weekends, “Would Rather be Blogging.” I have forgotten who first shared this…but thank you!
If anyone knows a talented programmer that would like to be rich beyond belief, please tell them to come up with a medical record system!!
What are you up to this weekend? Have a good one!
A couple of months back I had a purple sweet potato that was way past its prime. As I was walking it to the bin, I spotted a paper cup that needed tossing. I picked it up and like chocolate in peanut butter (old TV ad) a marriage was made.
Two weeks sitting by the sink with an occasional splash of water and it had become root bound. I walked it out to a corner of the yard and stuck in the ground.
Tonight I dined!
Have a great week!
**no endorsement of cooking on aluminum but it saves energy on cleaning.
The New Fred
Back in 2012, I had a friend named Fred. He lived by my front door and sang to me when it rained. Tuesday I caught a glimpse of the new Fred. He has not sung to me yet, but that kind of friendship takes time.
Remembering old Fred:
A young, new song writer posts his second song. Today is his birthday.
“Next To Me”
Instead of going through the stages of grief I read about in school, it seems many diagnosed with Lyme disease traverse a different path.
Each path is unique but may look a little like:
- I know something is wrong, why haven’t the 5-30 doctors I have seen been able to find something.
- I might have what? Never heard much about that.
- Research: Cure Unknown, Under Our Skin, Dr. Google, Facebook, Beginner’s Guide to Lyme Disease, Why Can’t I Get Better?
- Antibiotics, maybe IVs
- 20 different supplements
- Diet-no sugar, no gluten, no dairy, non-GMO, organic, unless I cheat.
- Outrage, petitions, t-shirts, protests
- Homeopathic, ayurvedic, herbs, oils
- Biomat, sauna, Epsom baths, EMF tents, coffee????
- Sigh, maybe no more Dr. Google
What would you add?
I was going to post on TMD and sleep studies, as I promised earlier. However, I would then have to get all sciencey and everything.
As I was driving this morning, I noted that my Civic was over 120,000 miles. It is running well and looks not a day over 50,000. (–knocking on wood–).
My last car was a Pontiac. Someone had told me, “When it hits 100,000, start looking for a new car.” The alternator needed replacing every 1-2 years by the time it hit 90,000 and so I started to casually browse new cars. I thought that I wanted another Pontiac. Every year, I would look with hope in my heart at the new models being released. Each year, I would say with disappointment, “Maybe next year.” The year before Pontiac closed I remember being heart broken as I watched the new GM advert. They were oh so proud to present a line of gas guzzling pickups and SUVs.
My relationship with Pontiac had begun over a decade before (Likely 2). I had been taken to the dealership to shop for a new car. The memory from a child’s eye was that I was actually helpful in picking out a new car. I remember being asked which car I liked and that was the one that found a new home. That car would later become my first car. I learned to drive on that standard transmission and it stayed with me until it was time to go to graduate school.
The last of the Pontiacs made it to 110,000 miles. It was acting a little weird the night before and barely made it to work the next day. The last 2 repairs had cost $800 each. Another quart of oil to get to the rural corner of the parking lot. I called a charity to come pick it up and I called some friends for a ride to the Honda dealership. I remember those cars fondly.
I must thank Pontiac for going out of business. Otherwise, I would still be replacing alternators.