This one is a doozy—not too bad, if you want to hibernate like a bear for 3 days. And maybe a little worse if you have neuropathy from chemotherapy. My hands and feet reacted somewhat painfully, but that was ok, it only lasted while I was too sleepy to function. All better this morning. Who knows? Maybe it will help it, eh?
Had a barely discernible headache. And general stupidity.
Which still lingers. Feeling very much better today, I tackled making coffee. Now, granted this new coffeepot requires filling the carafe as a measure, which I’m not used to (I’ve had a measuring pitcher), but then sticking the carafe full of water into the receiving bay of the ‘maker, pushing the button and dimly thinking ‘is there some kind of siphon by which it gets the water out of the carafe?’ is abysmally dim. (I hastily retrieved the carafe, POURED the water into the top, as with any of that sort of maker, and was rewarded with good coffee.) On the other hand there is hope, since I realized that the weak coffee I had yesterday might (doh!) be due to the fact this is a fourteen cup instead of a twelve cup pot.
And then I followed that mixed performance by taking out the garbage, carefully gathering the recyclables—then putting them into the non-recyclable bin.
It’s that kind of day. I got the shot Thursday night. I Had misplaced my glasses, and became aware of it Friday night. I looked in all the usual places. Saturday night, as I began to come out of the fog, I abruptly remembering taking them off (they’re reading glasses, half-sies, which are kind of like the bottom half of bifocals, but a nuisance when I’m not reading) at the clinic, and putting them in my purse. And there they were.
Followed by my performance this morning with the coffee pot and the garbage. I do not think I should do much editing today.
The Thai Cave Rescue — There is a book due out later this year from Rick Stanton in the UK, release in the US and internationally then or later. The book is titled, Aquanaut, and covers Rick Stanton’s (amateur) career in cave diving, then cave rescue, and other skills that led to his involvement in the Thai cave rescue, as one of the small team of rescuers, along with many others very much involved. — An interview for a new podcast, Against the Odds with Mike Corey, said there is a National Geographic documentary in the works, as well as a movie directed by Ron Howard, to be titled 13 Lives. Ron Howard had also directed the movie Apollo 13. The first five episodes of the podcast ae on he Thai Cave Rescue. Whether I’ll be as interested in later episodes, I don’t know, but I found this interesting. The podcast host recommended a couple of books specifically about the rescue, but I haven’t copied those down. Both the movie and the documentary sound like they’ll be top notch. Rick Stanton said he’s to go to Australia where the movie is filming, later this month to meet as a consultant on what happened, scenes and sets, and to meet with the actor playing him.The oldest of the boys is not quite out of his teens and the youngest is not yet high school age.
Comment – Some of the earlier posts got m remembering, I came across Pete Seeger in some of my older brothers record collections, oh a long time ago. I bought a few Pete Seeger records a few years back, one of which has Guantanamera on it. Another favourite Singer from my younger years was Leonard Cohen, love his song The Partisan. He sings it in English/French, but I’ve heard that it was originally based on a poem about the Spanish Civil War, but don’t quote me on that as I don’t recall where I heard that. I do love the song though.
Comment – Addendum, I was actually looking on U-Tube a few days back and something drew me to a reference that I had to check out. So wiki helped there, and I found that the song The Power and the Glory, had an unrecorded extra track. I say unrecorded, by that I meant UnPublished by the Music Industry. Check out Phil Ochs – The Power and The Glory [ with controversial verse ] (1963) on U-Tube. No sorry this isn’t a link, you’ll have to go there yourself
@Deesha, did you notice my answer to your remarks about the Gordon R. Dickson books?
If you still want them I’d like to hear from you.
Thanks for the offer, but I’ll be doing the same for those particular books ( getting them on my Kindle ) . Thanks also for trying to send me your email address, I’m afraid that I wasn’t able to decipher it though.
I got my second shot today, about 2 hours ago. The only side effect so far is a stiff shoulder.
Senior kitty and junior miss kitten got their flea medicine. Goober wasn’t bothered at all, where he usually wants to avoid it. Brindle made getting the dose a game of chase, I got it on her, but that was, “Ew, wet, ick!” shake-shake-shake, dart away, so I hope she got the dose. This was followed by, she had been able to reach it to lick it, (oops) because, much “blah, bleh, ick!” from her tongue, the way cats do if they don’t like the taste of something or are about to spit up. Also, she wasn’t going to let me trick her again, so didn’t want me to touch her. Now she’s settled down, so no allergic reaction is forthcoming. I’ll pet her and give them both a little treat in a couple of minutes, once that taste has had a chance to dissipate some.
Nuts, I had thought they were done swing and hammering. Not yet.
I’d changed the sheets and bedspread yesterday, and both cats decided it was OK to get the bed for now, even sharing a little at least twice. Good deal, if they will continue that, I’ll feel better about how they are getting along, plus I’ll get to enjoy them with me, which I miss when I sleep.
All week, it’s as if my battery finally wore out on stress, adrenaline, etc., so even though my sleep/wake cycle is as off-kilter as always, I have slept more than usual, almost 6 hours a night, which has helped some. But this is the second or third day I’ve gone back to bed and slept into the morning, and my day is later and less active because of it. I feel less fatigued today, so maybe I can get a bit done. I want to write and to read/study some, to prep for audio testing, which might happen tonight, if it’s quiet and if I’m not so tired I try to fall asleep again.
Normally, it’s quiet enough through most of the day and night that I could record without worrying any stray noises wold be likely to be picked up on my microphone. I’m going to retire my current desk lamp to elsewhere, in favor of a new one. The old current one takes fluorescent tube light bulbs, and has become noticeably loud, a persistent hum. (I think I’ll record that hum, though, as a useful sound effect, with an in and out, approach and depart bit.)
I’ve been thinking of titles for this next book. Infall. These Yonder Suns/Stars/States.
The first dose was fine but the second has kicked my rear end.
Phil, that sounds as if it’s working, riling up your immune system!
My wife had shoulder surgery that she blames, in part, on a shingles injection and was adamant that she would NOT get a covid shot unless they injected her thigh. I think she was sure that would never happen. So, I asked the lady running the program where I got my second injection. Was my wife ever surprised that they would allow it. We went yesterday and the lady I had talked to was not there, so we had to stand and wait while the protocols were explained and reviewed higher and higher up the bureaucratic ladder. Finally, a high-ranking professor (it was at the nursing school at UNLV) came and went over the procedures with her nursing students and it turned out very well. My wife is terrified of needles and was ready to bolt when we met the resistance, but the professor calmed her and the students down. 24 hours later and no side effects at all.
I’m not a doctor, nor play one on TV. Let’s look it up…
(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intramuscular_injection)
“Common sites for intramuscular injections include the deltoid muscle of the upper arm and the gluteal muscle of the buttock. In infants, the vastus lateralis muscle of the thigh is commonly used.”
Yeah, I thought so. Deltoid because it generall requires least disrobing.
My mother’s vaccine scar (the one that most of us have on our shoulders) was on her thigh. Butt shots were for antibiotics, when I was a kid.
Still waiting for the vaccine, but the city may be working on it. Got a recorded call asking me to push 1 if I – pushed one *so fast* I’m surprised there wasn’t a sonic boom. (The mayor wants to do by Zip code, in hopes of getting the undervaccinated areas done sooner._
Fun fun. Beginning last Thursday, we had an incredible downpour that created flooding across the state. It paused, then did more the next day. I heard a pattering coming from overhead at the Reference desk, looked up, and saw a damp spot spreading across the drop ceiling tiles. Yep, the roof was leaking. The janitor pulled down the damp tile (and took a couple in the face for her trouble) and we covered the desk with a tarp. Good thing we did; the next day, we found 3 wet tiles collapsed overnight and a swimming pool in the tarp; it had overflowed and soggified the carpet as well. Buckets, more tarps, and general closure of the desk. Since then, Reference work has been conducted from the circulation desk; we hopefully got the roof patched, but we shall see. Our phones have been out since last Friday too. 😛
Got my right eye cataract removed and am regaining focal clarity. Doc says it could take two weeks for the eye to settle. Next week will be 2nd dose of Moderna and then after Easter I’ll have the left eye cataract removed. It’s all compressed into this six week period after months of inactivity and grocery shopping once every three weeks. Add in the dog’s trip to the vet for vaccinations, and I’ve put more miles on the car this last month than all of last year.
They’ve opened up the schools in my area (Las Vegas) and I have had to move my studio from my home library to my school classroom. My commute went from 5.6 seconds to 22 minutes. I had forgotten how crazy people drive. I am sure they’ve gotten worse!
Ready, that is great news about the cataract surgery. I hope the next one goes great.