Thursday, April 30, 2015

Leaning Toward Friday

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I woke to a drizzle of rain but now the sun is fighting with the clouds for dominance. I hope the sun wins. I got Sarah off to school and am on my way out on an errand. Mike has to go to the eye glass place today and order glasses. He is now waiting on his hearing aid, glasses, and will call to schedule a dental appointment. I told him to get is all now because with his luck you never know when something will go wrong and while he has insurance is the time to do it.

I've been on the steroid again since Tuesday. Pain started dropping that evening. Today it is a 2. I know that as soon as the dose decreases it will probably go back up. So, until then I have to get stuff done. Thus the reason for shutting down FB for a week.

I'm on week three of the cold. My lungs can't seem to shed the fluid. It feels at times that I'm breathing through a wet cloth and there is a hissing sound. I can be thankful it isn't as bad as it was two weeks ago. Maybe the steroid will help. Who knows.

I've told everyone else if you need to contact me or have something to tell me, I'm checking email. I get email from this blog and those who know me have my direct address. Friends and family have my phone number.

Writing is on my agenda for the next few days... I hope. Yesterday I did some minor spot cleaning. The floors were horrid and there was stuff lying around. So a fast cleanup was in order. It did amazing things for my mood. I've changed the way I do the dishes. Decided to try something I saw on the web. I put dirty dishes in a bin on the counter. Then wash them as I clean the kitchen. So far, I like that better than them sitting in the sink, in dishwater for a day. Sometimes I get interrupted and forget them until hours later. I've run hot water on a sinkful, walked away for something, and gone to bed totally forgetting them. So, this way, they're sitting neatly in a pan, waiting. It is working better for me.

Must go now. My time has run out. Have a great day. I missed FB yesterday. Wanted to check it but found that I missed it less than I thought I would. And I found myself reading G+ but no more than usual. I read on a better quality of items G+, I take quizzes and post memes on FB. Not acceptable to me. So, I hope this alters my habits considerably.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Same Old Change.

I've spent the morning just reading stuff. My hands are still not doing well. I started Prednisone this morning. I simply can't handle the pain any longer. My neck is hurting too but I've been putting the patches on that and it has helped. One every 12 hours but I usually do 12 on and 12 off. I found that the medicine, once in my system gives me horrible brain fog. I'm pretty sure it is because it is my spine and the med is going straight to my brain. Not much filter between my skin and spine. My hands don't look swollen, but they hurt very bad. I'll email my doctor but I see her next month anyway and it won't matter.

I'm working on a charity project. I think I've mentioned this over on Writing My Life Away. Writing study guides for some YA novels for a Christian school. Are these publishable? I've been unable to work much on the short story and that has to change now. I've made a decision to pull the plug on most internet things. I have to check email because I get notified of various things that way. I don't have to check Facebook. Everyone had my email and my phone number so unless it is earth-shaking or life threatening, I don't need to read it online.

I think I'll pull it for the rest of the week at least. Until next Monday. Surely I can write all the stuff I need to write in five days! If the pain will abate some.

Mike is going to get a new hearing aid we think. He went yesterday and it all seemed fine but after they checked with insurance they aren't sure. Under the plan he has through the state, it has to be 5 yrs since he had one and it will not be one of the better hearing aids. It will be basically an amplifier. Of course, they'll repair it every year for free.... Really?

So... why wouldn't you provide a better quality rather than pay for repeated repairs on one? Because this is the government and that would mean we're giving quality health items to poor folks. The lady at the hearing aid store was really nice. If he got the nice aide, it was going to take 7 days. The cheaper aide? Four - six weeks. Why? Because the insurance folks have to review the case to see if this person actually gets a hearing aide. Yes. We have TWO hearing test, 5 yrs apart, and his hearing hasn't changed.

We used Beltone last time. This time we're going through a local business who's been around a while. Beltone told Mike he could get the old hearing aid repaired for $500. This store told me repairs were free through Medicaid.... hmmmmm.

Isn't it a great country?

The yard needs cutting. I still don't have flowers or garden done. It is too cold or too wet. Take your pick any day for the last month. Right now, it is 55 degrees in southern Indiana. It is the last week of April! Last two years it was mid-May before I could plant anything because of cold, wet, and pain.

The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm outta here. The over timer just went off and breakfast is calling.

Sunday, April 19, 2015

The Rain Fairy Dance

Hidden away in the Fairy Archives are special treasures waiting to be discovered. I found such a treasure today. Enjoy it. If you get this post by email, please cleck on the blog link to see it. 

A Rainy Day in a Lonely House

"Time does not bring relief; you all have lied   
Who told me time would ease me of my pain! 
I miss him in the weeping of the rain; 
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,   
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;   
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.   
There are a hundred places where I fear   
To go,—so with his memory they brim.   
And entering with relief some quiet place   
Where never fell his foot or shone his face   
I say, “There is no memory of him here!”   
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
"Time Does Not Bring Relief" from Collected Poems. Copyright 1931

"Out of sheer taciturnity the ceiling listens
to the fall of the ancient leafless rain,
to feathers, to whatever the night imprisoned;
so I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache."
Pablo Neruda