Monday (0.5) - A spin around the block, it was nice to get outside. It hurts to breathe so that sort of helps to keep me stationary. Two naps, mid-morning and mid-afternoon.
Tuesday (1.0) - Follow up with my primary care, another chest x-ray in two weeks and another follow-up and another week of Doxy. I was sad not to join Dave and Jax on their hike. Breathing still hurts. I breathe A LOT. One nap mid-morning and a mid-afternoon rest.
|He is so wistful.|
Honestly, The Orange Menace is walking by.
Wednesday (1.5 + 1) - I took myself on a walk in the morning and Jax after his dinner. Breathing doesn't hurt as much. One mid-morning nap after a marathon of telecons didn't seem to need an afternoon nap. PROGRESS!!!
|HA! This made me laugh!|
This going to be a very boring update, isn't it?
I get on the scale every day, not to beat myself up, just as a habit now. The number goes up and down by a couple pounds, its not a victory or a defeat. I saw it go up on the prednisone, even though a small dose isn't supposed to do that. So maybe I had a few more cookies or something, but it stayed and whatever.
I've been kind of wondering what will happen with two weeks with no beer and being sick. I hear people say "I lost 10 lbs I was so sick." "I stopped drinking for a week and lost 20 lbs" me? well, I saw 3 lbs go down over the course of a week. Was I not really sick? Ha, I was sick, fing a I was fing sick. I figure I am pretty good about consuming the calories my body is going to expend and my last beer was June 1st. Am I a little disappointed I didn't see the 8 lbs from the prednisone (yeah I'm sticking to THAT story) melt away in the last week, sure? Am I surprised? Not really.
See really boring stuff goes on in my brain.
Thursday (2) - It rained, I had a nap, I took myself to the grocery store. This was an adventure, it always is. Where the hell is the horseradish? Dave puts this on the list when I go to the store and I tear my hair out trying to find it and never do and he sashays off to the grocery and comes home with it and says it's right by the thus and such, and I can't remember which is the thus and what is the such. As Pooh says "Oh bother."
|Keeping an eye on things on Summer Street|
It's been fun working from home. Jax has a pretty regimented schedule. He stays in his chair until about 10, then ventures to the front window to growl at whatever is outside. Takes up residence on the couch, because he can see out the front window and waits for the mailman then growls at him, never leaving the couch. Dave wanders through and gets the mail and they discuss the necessity of the mailman and that no Jax didn't get any mail. Jax goes to sleep on the couch until Dave comes up for some lunch then he wanders into the kitchen to ask if anything needs to have a boxers assistance. Dave assures him it is all ok and I think gives him a bite of whatever he is having for lunch. Jax takes a stroll outside to see if his barking buddies are up for a little barking and sometimes yes and sometimes no. Then he takes residence in his chair as the mailman threat is over and he has a better view out more windows from his chair. He eventually naps. This takes him until pretty close to 4:30 when he starts hinting around that it's time to go for a hike and Beth should be home in an hour so we should be ready to go for a hike as soon as she steps foot in the door, who's going to text her about a hike? You? Me? Then he contemplates why dogs can't have cell phones and figures it must have something to do with not having opposable thumbs and takes a nap.
Friday (2) - I went to work. Today was my 20th anniversary at evil pharma. I don't think they are evil but that's the popular opinion... so whatever.
|What do you mean there isn't any for me?|
So much has changed since June 14, 1999. There was so much construction on site, and my first office was in a trailer! The building I went to for orientation was since razed, although I do have a little piece of it encased in resin on my desk. And so many people on site, parking was at a premium and contractors had to park off-site and be bussed in! Not so much on June 14, 2019. The parking lot is half taken over with snow moving equipment and mulch or some such nonsense. The building is so very quiet and the trailers are gone, and several buildings too! I think I'm most happy about not having to wear a suit to work. Who thinks up that sort of torture?
Jax and I went on a hike in Burlingame. My first 'hike' and solo. He was very well behaved and I didn't cough too much and terrify the wildlife.
Saturday (2) - Oh what a beautiful day, I longed to go on a bike ride. It hurts to take a deep breath, to yawn or to sneeze so no heavy exertion until that clears up. I really don't want to drag the infection into my lower right lobe, the middle right is far enough.
|He cracks me up.|
Do you think he could get any more comfortable?
The foot hanging over the arm of the chair, seriously Jax.
After a nap, Jax and I camped out on the front porch when it became shady, no sun for 'the sunburn waiting to happen' who is also on doxy, double whammy! Neighbor Jeff ran by and stopped for a chat, that was nice to talk to someone although the coughing didn't stay at bay. He is a pretty positive guy and I always enjoy talking to him.
I knitted for a while longer, enjoying the use of my yarn bowl to keep the yarn contained!
Sunday (3) - The morning was spent pouring over genealogy records from Germany. A cousin e-mailed me what her genealogist found. Very exciting. I can now go back 7 generations to Germany for that branch of the tree. Mostly I studied the map of where they were born and died and what those areas were like during the time they lived there. Fascinating.
|1839 - 1869|
Andrew Anthony Volk
Jax and I ventured off to Wahaneeta for a hike, since the rain that was supposed to be happening all day never materialized and Dave and I managed to get much-needed lawn work done, it still looks scroungy but at least it's short? I don't much care, or have the time or desire to care, maybe after retirement I can care, but probably not.
I finished the short melon socks and started on a new pair of socks. It was beautiful to sit on the porch and knit, plus it was out of the sun and well I'm a sunburn waiting to happen on a normal day, add doxy and I really don't want to know. My new knitting bowl came in hand to keep the ball of yarn contained, plus made a handy place to stash my glasses and sock if I had to get up.
I've made stellar progress on destashing and have been thinking about future projects with a lot less trepidation.
The Voyage of the Slave Ship Hare
by: Sean M. Kelley
Rhode Island was a bit part of the slave trade, this surprised me, this particular ship sailed out of Newport to Sierra Leone, and is a recap of its encounters, the crew, and the cargo, both human and goods.
Old Lady on the Trail: Triple Crown at 76
by: Mary Davidson
Status: In Progress
Mary started hiking at age 60, she section hiked the PCT and the AT as she was able to while she was working. After retirement, she set a goal to finish section hiking each trail at about 400 miles per year. Mary finished the PCT and the AT and at age 70 has started her section hike of the CDT. Wow! She complains a lot about being old and then follows it up with how glad she is still able to hike. This book is so very different than reading Julie Urbansk's books about her hikes on each of the trails. I much prefer Mary's happiness over getting to hike than Julie's lamenting not hitting 30 miles a day or having to hike. There is also a 40 year age difference so that may account for some of Julie's whinging versus Mary being thrilled to not be dead.
Essentialism: The Disciplined Pursuit of Less
by: Greg McKeown
Status: In Progress
This not my choice to read, I'm also listening to it. This seems to be the new management thing. It boils down to do what is important and stop being so busy with nonsense. I guess I have always pick and choose what projects to work on, some for the pure benefit of networking, others because I could actually see the grander purpose to what I would be doing. Personally, I think so much of the work a day life is filled with utter nonsense and TPS reports not getting the company anywhere. The important things, what drives the business and keeps us in compliance with laws and regulations (hmmm aren't those the same thing), seem to be what most people shun and what I've spent a great deal of my work-a-day-life on and really seem to enjoy. Maybe that's the German coming out in me, documentation documentation documentation, oh wait, you probably needed to be there for that particular Quality Inspection meeting. Anyhoodles, I'll do my best to be a good doobie and tout the word and embrace essentialism, and hopefully not say "I've been doing this all along and its LIFE work balance, not WORK life balance." Ok, say it out loud in public or something like that.
I'll shelve this with Seth Godin's Linchpin, another one of those, well duh books. However I do take to heart the NYT article on why we procrastinate, and that is TOTALLY why I procrastinate: This article helped me get off dead center on a few projects, and actually prompted a great conversation on something I'm slow rolling to completion.
Every day I felt improvement in my health, that was wonderful. After spending so many years not seeing any marked improvement and rarely stability, mostly a backward slide, it was nice to see that something wrong with me was actually fixable! Gives me a little squeal of glee!
I'm looking forward to running and biking this week. I know I won't be stellar at it but at least these are things I GET to do and CAN do.
Beth, a sunburn waiting to happen