So far, this has been a quiet month…sleeping in, recovering from the latest bouts of respiratory unrest and colds (perhaps, mild flu symptoms?), and a disinclination to do anything.
Enjoyed a long telephone call, last night, from a friend who moved to the Southwest U.S. some years ago. Fun to visit with someone, again. Also enjoyed getting a haircut, exchanging stories with my stylist. They gave their young child a live chicken for Christmas! So far it’s living in a coop in the garage and laying eggs. They’re contemplating (rural setting) expanding the chicken population, since it seems to be a great hit. I got to watch a couple of phone videos of the chicken recipient singing “Old McDonald Had a Farm” to the chicken.
My morning alarm has rung, and I must get out of bed and heat breakfast. (I cooked a tilapia fillet for the first time, last night, and it turned out well. Thinking to reheat the remaining ounces and call that breakfast.)
Things have been rather tangled, here, this year, what with the type-2 diabetes diagnoses (both of us), frigid weather, much snow (and sleet and rain and fog), postponed appointments and the fumbling for proper diets. I haven’t gotten out as much to take pictures. Conditions have not favored frost formations on the windows, either.
The puppies are showing signs of maturing. Not chewing so readily on towels, washcloths, upholstery and such. Although I did discover, while taking my husband’s new blue jeans out of the dryer, last night, that my puppy had eaten an entire belt loop from one of them. There has been almost no lint in the lint trap since I tossed all the stuff that had chewed spots.
I hear sounds of puppies and husband’s alarm clock. Guess it is time to accommodate morning rituals.
Hope your day is going along as you would have it be!
Yesterday’s storm brought us about a third of an inch of rain. I took these photographs when I took the Scampers out, about 11 o’clock this morning.
I hope that the freshly dug-up garden bed doesn’t dry out quickly. I managed to get my wildflower seeds scattered and tamped down, not covered by dirt, just before the rain started. There’s wind in the forecast and some dry days before there is to be more rainfall.
There was a bit of a wind, this morning, but I did get up in time to take photos before there was direct sunlight on the wildflower bed. I enjoyed taking time to go through all of the photographs that I did get. When the light is right, playing with the colors and textures of the pictures is so much fun.
Also of delight is Thaddeus’s discovery of a new toy: one of my old metal 1-cup measuring cups that has lost its handle. He bats it and chases it across the hardwood living room and hallway floors. It’s like a kid who’s gotten a snare drum as a holiday present.
Oh, my! He’s misplaced it again, and is attempting to enlist our aid in looking for it. He had the thing just a few minutes ago, when I took his picture.
After a rainstorm in the early hours of the morning, which woke my husband, but not me, I was surprised when my cell phone announced a Code Red Alert just after lunch. Simultaneously, the storm hit with winds and torrential rains, quickly interspersed with pea-sized hail. I got wet, going out to make certain the rain spouts were down to direct the water away from the house. I so very much enjoy storms, and I miss the storm spotting that we did over the years with the ham radio club.
While the dogs were in the back yard after breakfast, I went out also, the temperature’s being low, and pedaled another five miles on the exercise bike. I’d like to go out again, but the mosquitoes look ferocious … and they outnumber me.
Because of the rain overnight, there were few flowers in the garden, but I enjoyed playing with them before lunch, while the dogs’ bedding was in the dryer. I also played the piano for a while. I did not play very much during the last several days, but I have made some progress since the last time I played the exercises.
The Scampers seem to be enjoying the warmer weather and the sunshine. I’ve just brought them inside, again, although they would rather have stayed out of doors, lying in the tall grass in the back yard.
This was a good morning. I was up by seven o’clock to move the yogurt jars from incubator to refrigerator. Afterwards I enjoyed putting in 2.8 miles on the exercise bike (which is once again losing tension; must find out how to restore it). I’ve bought fresh fruit to enjoy with a jar (or two) of yogurt for a late lunch. After taking photographs and catching up on washing dishes, the puppies and I enjoyed a brief nap. The temperature is now in the mid-80s. I am glad that I got the exercise bike session out of the way when the temperature was still below 70°F.
The exhaustion and chemical/fragrance exposures caught up with me over the weekend, and on Tuesday, late afternoon, we headed for the Emergency Department at the local hospital. My blood oxygen level had dipped to 84 or 85%. I managed to identify the corticosteroid to which I’m not (yet) allergic (third in the list the attending physician rattled off). I am allergic to prednisone, and so put off the nurse who asked to insert an IV injection port “just in case the doctor wanted medication administered”.
I still have the cough, but I’m down to one dose of albuterol a day; the price on the stuff certainly has dropped since I last needed to buy meds (fall of 2014): from $1.65 to $0.50 a dose. Same drug store. And the doctor prescribed meds twice the amount of medication in each dose. Al and I have gone shopping several times, since then, and I can make it through an entire shopping trip of several stops without running out of energy/breath. Still exhausted by evening, but that might have something to do with my not taking naps.
The puppies have been a great joy. Except that Thaddeus had a plump tick on his neck that had been there for a while. We dropped off at the veterinary clinic, where a helpful technician removed it. Must look up tick & flea medications.
I’ve been fooling around a little with Picasa on account of the cell phone photographs not always being really great.