Friday, November 10, 2017

Optimism is the faith

A week has passed since my last post and much has changed. The last of the leaves have fallen, except for a few remaining on the lilac bushes and the odd hanger-on from the Catalpa. We’ve had our first killing frost, and last night, a bit of snow. It was -11c overnight. I can no longer hope that winter will pass us by.

I bundled up for a few walks in the field, my hood pulled tight over my head and my hands stuffed in my pockets. I am NOT ready for winter and wonder how I will even bear it.

I can’t think of what we’ve done except for a few highlights. Jo Ellen and Don came for supper on Wednesday night. Spike loves Jo Ellen and greets her with wild abandon, but Wed after the greeting he went into the bedroom by himself and stayed there for most of the night. What is going on with him? I would love to get into his head to see the world from his perspective, but what would I see? Does he think in pictures? Or is there some sort of doggy language going through his head. I wish there was the technology to see.

Last Saturday we went to the theatre with Trudie & Leo. It is a local group that puts on a few productions a year - we’ve seen two others (one of which was Calendar Girls). It was a musical show about a trailer park in Florida: funny, and once you got past the singing it was good. Not for kids though :-0

Then on one of the days this past week we closed up the camper for the winter. Slides have been retracted and the hitch is out of the truck so we are really stuck for the winter.

We are on the countdown for our Caribbean cruise: under three weeks! As usual I’m having anxiety about going and leaving everything. Sometimes I think it would be easier to stay at home. Thankfully we have Pat to take care of things.

My energy is still better than it was, but I don’t seem to be 100% yet. I’m making an effort and getting on the treadmill most days, but it is harder than it ever has been.

Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and confidence.”
~Helen Keller

Friday, November 3, 2017

thank you and farewell

Yesterday was my last appointment with my psych doctor as she is retiring. We had a pleasant 45 minutes with some of the time discussing what I should do if my mood fluctuates - I’m on my own now and it is a scary proposition. Of course my family doctor will step in if things go really off the rails, but that is not the same as her calm, professional care.

She is the third doctor that I’ve had since getting sick in 2004. After a few years, my first one suddenly moved to BC, leaving me in the lurch. I was still unstable and needed someone so I saw my family doctor for a recommendation. He eventually was able to find my the second doctor. I saw her for a few years before she also left town. Which led me to Dr. N at the end of 2010.

Since starting with her I have steadily improved. There were slight adjustments to my meds over the years, but more than that, I have better learned the things I need to do to keep well, including keeping daily records of things like sleep, activities, and medications. She taught me when I needed to up a dose and that it isn’t a bad thing to do so (I used to be reluctant to take anything extra). She helped me to deal with so many upsets in my life. She was always calm and elegant.

I’m not being very eloquent, but suffice it to say, I’m going to miss her.

Today Carm closed the pool (with only a tiny bit of help from me). Of course we haven't been swimming since mid September but we needed to keep the filter running to keep a high enough level of chlorine to keep the water from turning green. It’s cold enough now that not much will grow in the frigid water.

Couldn’t pick just one quote today…

Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.”
~J.R.R. Tolkien

“To part is the lot of all mankind. The world is a scene of constant leave-taking, and the hands that grasp in cordial greeting today, are doomed ere long to unite for the the last time, when the quivering lips pronounce the word - 'Farewell”
~R.M. Ballantyne

Monday, October 30, 2017

flying bbq

I was just barely awake when the first woof popped my eyes open. Spike. Then Bella joined in. What on earth were they barking at? Carm was with them in the living room getting ready to let them outside when the ruckus started so I figured he had it in hand, then, from the living room I heard Carm shout out “the wind knocked the bbq over, and blew a barrel out from the barn.” Gosh, I knew it had been windy, not to mention that there had been driving rain, but to blow something that big and heavy over!

A look out the window confirmed the amount of rain we’d received: the creek and river were in full flood. The rain had lessened, but the wind still wailed.

We huddled inside for much of the day, except for a few walks with the dogs for me, and pool management for Carm. And of course there was that bbq to un-topple. I was happy with our well-made house and a warm pinkish sweater to keep me warm.  I was pretty lazy for much of the day, but did get onto the treadmill for 27 minutes today (5 more than yesterday and for 1 ½ miles).

A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.”
~e. e. cummings