Signal Wave
Just a few updates this week:
Kari (Granma) is out of the hospital. She was delayed there by the snowstorms in Oregon, but got home on Christmas Day. She had been in and out of the hospital a couple of times, because her spinal fluid kept leaking. It stopped leaking on Christmas Day, so they let her come home as soon as the snow permitted. That is all good news! Not quite as good is the fact that nobody is looking after her except a couple of neighbors looking in occasionally. Her daughter-in-law was looking in on her, but the snow has made it difficult for anybody to get in or out. And honestly, I think it would be best if someone were staying with her, which hasn't been true through any of this. As I understand it, it's important after this sort of surgery NOT to move around much until healing is complete.
I'll keep y'all posted as I get news. If you have any messages to pass along, post them here or message me.
Hopper, my three-legged dog, is doing much better. Turns out he just had a sprain (but a bad one). It still hurts and there's still some weakness, but mainly, I think, because he is playing too roughly too soon (he loves to play the tug game with his big sister--each of them on one end of a chewy toy.) I feel like we should cage him up a few hours per day to make him rest, but that might be too difficult to accomplish. We'd have to pretend like we were leaving the house; otherwise, he'd freak out. He is an edgy little guy, mainly due to his early experiences on the mean streets--where I think he was dumped, given his level of separation anxiety. But we have made a routine and a ritual out of putting them both in the cage together (which is full of comfy pillows) when we leave, so that has become OK. Just sticking him in the cage, with or without his big sister, wouldn't be. He is getting better, so I don't know how interventionist we need to be.
Had a pretty good holiday, all things considered; two pretty trees, and a meal around the table with my mom and Kate's daughter and son-in-law. (And Nick and I, of course).
How are you all this week?
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Good morning peeps
Glad to hear Kari (my spouses name as well) and Hopper (another funny name) are doing better.
Contemplative on these fading days of 2021. Drizzly mist today.
thanks for the OT!
Good morning CSTMS, good that Granma is better and
home, though things could be much better yet. Good for Hopper too. Continues cold and rainy here. Not getting much of nuthin' done, plus we line dry our clothes, which means that the wash is really piling up. Beyond that, not much to say, life goes on, as they say.
Thanks for the OT
be well and have a good one.
That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
Moving forward
Glad to hear Kari is doing better. Will be getting in touch later today. Still recovering from girl’s trip to Guerneville, California and the nightmare of air traffic getting back to Austin. Valuable lesson learned from this.
Back at my place in Central Texas and happy to say I repaired the leak in the bathroom by myself. Have not spent much time here since the February storm and am now assessing what is most important to do at this moment. Easy decision is to ride my bike for some exercise and see where this leads
Have a good day all!
Life is what you make it, so make it something worthwhile.
This ain't no dress rehearsal!
The nightmare of air traffic
is one of the reasons I came to hate the holidays so much years ago. For years I was expected to do the command performance and come home to the middle of nowhere, every damned christmas, regardless of cost, job situation, or any other consideration. Even when I was dead broke from college expenses, I still got guilt tripped into it over and OVER and over. Turns out at that time the best way to do it was to fly Boston to Tulsa (Braniff was cheapest!), rent a car, and drive two hours.
That continued until I finally got married. Last time we tried to comply with the command performance orders (in about 1990), we spent christmas eve, night, and early christmas day in the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport because of an ice storm. When the airport finally reopened, we got the first flight back to *our* home and told my family "Sorry, not doing it any more".
Never went back for the holidays again. Back-home family is all gone now, which is sad. But it still pisses me off every year, even all this many years later. Gotta figure a way to let that go someday. Now, we categorically will not travel within a week of a major holiday- unless it is to go somewhere far outside of the country...
Twice bitten, permanently shy.
Sorry I haven't been around much today...
Nick had a rough night from stuff which, well, I'll talk about in The Dose.
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
I'm about 3 1/2 hours away by car
so I can't see over Granma.
Could someone from c99% in Portland do it? I think she's in Oregon City, so not too far.
"The war on Gaza, backed by the West, is a demonstration that the West is willing to cross all lines. That it will discard any nuance of humanity. That it is willing to commit genocide" -- Moon of Alabama
Healing is good...
Humanity could use more healing. Glad to hear of your family's improvement.
Take care and be well!
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
Ann Clark - our darkness
Through these city nightmares you'd walk with me
And we'd talk of it with idealistic assurance
That it wouldn't tear us apart
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